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Chapter 13. Patriarchal

           Ah,yes,yes!YoucallherLittleDorrit?’

           Noroadinthatdirection.Nothingcameofthecross-cut.Itlednofurther.

           ‘MydaughterFlora,’saidMrCasby,‘asyoumayhaveheardprobably,MrClennam,wasmarriedandestablishedinlife,severalyearsago.Shehadthemisfortunetoloseherhusbandwhenshehadbeenmarriedafewmonths.Sheresideswithmeagain.Shewillbegladtoseeyou,ifyouwillpermitmetoletherknowthatyouarehere.’

           ‘Byallmeans,’returnedClennam.‘Ishouldhavepreferredtherequest,ifyourkindnesshadnotanticipatedme.’

           UponthisMrCasbyroseupinhislistshoes,andwithaslow,heavystep(hewasofanelephantinebuild),madeforthedoor.Hehadalongwide-skirtedbottle-greencoaton,andabottle-greenpairoftrousers,andabottle-greenwaistcoat.ThePatriarchswerenotdressedinbottle-greenbroadcloth,andyethisclotheslookedpatriarchal.

           Hehadscarcelylefttheroom,andallowedthetickingtobecomeaudibleagain,whenaquickhandturnedalatchkeyinthehouse-door,openedit,andshutit.Immediatelyafterwards,aquickandeagershortdarkmancameintotheroomwithsomuchwayuponhimthathewaswithinafootofClennambeforehecouldstop.

           ‘Halloa!’hesaid.

           Clennamsawnoreasonwhyheshouldnotsay‘Halloa!’too.

           ‘What’sthematter?’saidtheshortdarkman.

           ‘Ihavenotheardthatanythingisthematter,’returnedClennam.

           ‘Where’sMrCasby?’askedtheshortdarkman,lookingabout.

           ‘Hewillbeheredirectly,ifyouwanthim.’

           ‘Iwanthim?’saidtheshortdarkman.

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