Крошка Доррит

Chapter 24. Fortune-Telling

           

           LittleDorritlookedathimdoubtfully,andnotwithoutalarm.‘Iwishyou’dshowmethepalmofyourhand,’saidPancks.‘Ishouldliketohavealookatit.Don’tletmebetroublesome.’

           Hewassofartroublesomethathewasnotatallwantedthere,butshelaidherworkinherlapforamoment,andheldoutherlefthandwithherthimbleonit.

           ‘Yearsoftoil,eh?’saidPancks,softly,touchingitwithhisbluntforefinger.‘Butwhatelsearewemadefor?Nothing.Hallo!’lookingintothelines.‘What’sthiswithbars?It’saCollege!Andwhat’sthiswithagreygownandablackvelvetcap?it’safather!Andwhat’sthiswithaclarionet?It’sanuncle!Andwhat’sthisindancing-shoes?It’sasister!Andwhat’sthisstragglingaboutinanidlesortofaway?It’sabrother!Andwhat’sthisthinkingfor‘emall?Why,thisisyou,MissDorrit!’

           Hereyesmethisasshelookedupwonderinglyintohisface,andshethoughtthatalthoughhisweresharpeyes,hewasabrighterandgentler-lookingmanthanshehadsupposedatdinner.Hiseyeswereonherhandagaindirectly,andheropportunityofconfirmingorcorrectingtheimpressionwasgone.

           ‘Now,thedeuceisinit,’mutteredPancks,tracingoutalineinherhandwithhisclumsyfinger,‘ifthisisn’tmeinthecornerhere!WhatdoIwanthere?What’sbehindme?’

           Hecarriedhisfingerslowlydowntothewrist,androundthewrist,andaffectedtolookatthebackofthehandforwhatwasbehindhim.

           ‘Isitanyharm?’askedLittleDorrit,smiling.

           ‘Deuceabit!’saidPancks.

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