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Chapter 33. Going!

           

           Shesaidnothingastothat;andMrMeagles,takinghishonestfaceoutofthedullroom,whereitshonelikeasun,tookittotheHotelwherehehadleftMrsMeagles,andwherehemadetheReport:‘Beaten,Mother;noeffects!’HetookitnexttotheLondonSteamPacket,whichsailedinthenight;andnexttotheMarshalsea.

           ThefaithfulJohnwasondutywhenFatherandMotherMeaglespresentedthemselvesatthewickettowardsnightfall.MissDorritwasnottherethen,hesaid;butshehadbeenthereinthemorning,andinvariablycameintheevening.MrClennamwasslowlymending;andMaggyandMrsPlornishandMrBaptisttookcareofhimbyturns.MissDorritwassuretocomebackthateveningbeforethebellrang.TherewastheroomtheMarshalhadlenther,up-stairs,inwhichtheycouldwaitforher,iftheypleased.MistrustfulthatitmightbehazardoustoArthurtoseehimwithoutpreparation,MrMeaglesacceptedtheoffer;andtheywereleftshutupintheroom,lookingdownthroughitsbarredwindowintothejail.

           ThecrampedareaoftheprisonhadsuchaneffectonMrsMeaglesthatshebegantoweep,andsuchaneffectonMrMeaglesthathebegantogaspforair.Hewaswalkingupanddowntheroom,panting,andmakinghimselfworsebylaboriouslyfanninghimselfwithherhandkerchief,whenheturnedtowardstheopeningdoor.

           ‘Eh?Goodgracious!’saidMrMeagles,‘thisisnotMissDorrit!Why,Mother,look!Tattycoram!’

           Noother.AndinTattycoram’sarmswasanironboxsometwofeetsquare.

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