-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Чарльз Диккенс
-
- Крошка Доррит
-
- Стр. 90/761
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
‘
Do
you
know
Miss
Dorrit
?
’
asked
the
new
client
.
The
nondescript
knew
two
Miss
Dorrits
;
one
who
was
born
inside
—
That
was
the
one
!
That
was
the
one
?
The
nondescript
had
known
her
many
years
.
In
regard
of
the
other
Miss
Dorrit
,
the
nondescript
lodged
in
the
same
house
with
herself
and
uncle
.
This
changed
the
client
’
s
half
-
formed
design
of
remaining
at
the
coffee
-
shop
until
the
nondescript
should
bring
him
word
that
Dorrit
had
issued
forth
into
the
street
.
He
entrusted
the
nondescript
with
a
confidential
message
to
her
,
importing
that
the
visitor
who
had
waited
on
her
father
last
night
,
begged
the
favour
of
a
few
words
with
her
at
her
uncle
’
s
lodging
;
he
obtained
from
the
same
source
full
directions
to
the
house
,
which
was
very
near
;
dismissed
the
nondescript
gratified
with
half
-
a
-
crown
;
and
having
hastily
refreshed
himself
at
the
coffee
-
shop
,
repaired
with
all
speed
to
the
clarionet
-
player
’
s
dwelling
.
There
were
so
many
lodgers
in
this
house
that
the
doorpost
seemed
to
be
as
full
of
bell
-
handles
as
a
cathedral
organ
is
of
stops
.
Doubtful
which
might
be
the
clarionet
-
stop
,
he
was
considering
the
point
,
when
a
shuttlecock
flew
out
of
the
parlour
window
,
and
alighted
on
his
hat
.
He
then
observed
that
in
the
parlour
window
was
a
blind
with
the
inscription
,
MR
CRIPPLES
’
s
ACADEMY
;
also
in
another
line
,
EVENING
TUITION
;
and
behind
the
blind
was
a
little
white
-
faced
boy
,
with
a
slice
of
bread
-
and
-
butter
and
a
battledore
.
The
window
being
accessible
from
the
footway
,
he
looked
in
over
the
blind
,
returned
the
shuttlecock
,
and
put
his
question
.
‘
Dorrit
?
’
said
the
little
white
-
faced
boy
(
Master
Cripples
in
fact
)
.
‘
Mr
Dorrit
?
Third
bell
and
one
knock
.
’
The
pupils
of
Mr
Cripples
appeared
to
have
been
making
a
copy
-
book
of
the
street
-
door
,
it
was
so
extensively
scribbled
over
in
pencil
.
The
frequency
of
the
inscriptions
,
‘
Old
Dorrit
,
’
and
‘
Dirty
Dick
,
’
in
combination
,
suggested
intentions
of
personality
on
the
part
Of
Mr
Cripples
’
s
pupils
.
There
was
ample
time
to
make
these
observations
before
the
door
was
opened
by
the
poor
old
man
himself
.
‘
Ha
!
’
said
he
,
very
slowly
remembering
Arthur
,
‘
you
were
shut
in
last
night
?
’
‘
Yes
,
Mr
Dorrit
.
I
hope
to
meet
your
niece
here
presently
.
’
‘
Oh
!
’
said
he
,
pondering
.
‘
Out
of
my
brother
’
s
way
?
True
.
Would
you
come
up
-
stairs
and
wait
for
her
?
’
