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Chapter 14. Little Dorrit’s Party

           LittleDorrithadamisgivingthathemightblameherfather,ifhesawthem;thathemightthink,‘whydidhedineto-day,andleavethislittlecreaturetothemercyofthecoldstones!’Shehadnobeliefthatitwouldhavebeenajustreflection;shesimplyknew,byexperience,thatsuchdelusionsdidsometimespresentthemselvestopeople.Itwasapartofherfather’smisfortunesthattheydid.

           ‘BeforeIsayanythingelse,’LittleDorritbegan,sittingbeforethepalefire,andraisinghereyesagaintothefacewhichinitsharmoniouslookofinterest,andpity,andprotection,shefelttobeamysteryfaraboveherindegree,andalmostremovedbeyondherguessingat;‘mayItellyousomething,sir?’

           ‘Yes,mychild.’

           Aslightshadeofdistressfelluponher,athissooftencallingherachild.Shewassurprisedthatheshouldseeit,orthinkofsuchaslightthing;buthesaiddirectly:

           ‘Iwantedatenderword,andcouldthinkofnoother.Asyoujustnowgaveyourselfthenametheygiveyouatmymother’s,andasthatisthenamebywhichIalwaysthinkofyou,letmecallyouLittleDorrit.’

           ‘Thankyou,sir,Ishouldlikeitbetterthananyname.’

           ‘LittleDorrit.’

           ‘Littlemother,’Maggy(whohadbeenfallingasleep)putin,asacorrection.

           ‘It’sallthesame,Maggy,’returnedLittleDorrit,‘allthesame.’

           ‘Isitallthesame,mother?’

           ‘Justthesame.’

           Maggylaughed,andimmediatelysnored.InLittleDorrit’seyesandears,theuncouthfigureandtheuncouthsoundwereaspleasantascouldbe.

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