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Chapter 29. Mrs Flintwinch goes on Dreaming

           Withherchindroopingmoreheavilyonherhand,andhereyesvigilantandlowering,thesickwomansatlookingatheruntilsheattractedherattention.LittleDorritcolouredundersuchagaze,andlookeddown.MrsClennamstillsatintent.

           ‘LittleDorrit,’shesaid,whensheatlastbrokesilence,‘whatdoyouknowofthatman?’

           ‘Idon’tknowanythingofhim,ma’am,exceptthatIhaveseenhimabout,andthathehasspokentome.’

           ‘Whathashesaidtoyou?’

           ‘Idon’tunderstandwhathehassaid,heissostrange.Butnothingroughordisagreeable.’

           ‘Whydoeshecomeheretoseeyou?’

           ‘Idon’tknow,ma’am,’saidLittleDorrit,withperfectfrankness.

           ‘Youknowthathedoescomeheretoseeyou?’

           ‘Ihavefanciedso,’saidLittleDorrit.‘Butwhyheshouldcomehereoranywhereforthat,ma’am,Ican’tthink.’

           MrsClennamcasthereyestowardstheground,andwithherstrong,setface,asintentuponasubjectinhermindasithadlatelybeenupontheformthatseemedtopassoutofherview,satabsorbed.Someminuteselapsedbeforeshecameoutofthisthoughtfulness,andresumedherhardcomposure.

           LittleDorritinthemeanwhilehadbeenwaitingtogo,butafraidtodisturbherbymoving.Shenowventuredtoleavethespotwhereshehadbeenstandingsinceshehadrisen,andtopassgentlyroundbythewheeledchair.Shestoppedatitssidetosay‘Goodnight,ma’am.’

           MrsClennamputoutherhand,andlaiditonherarm.LittleDorrit,confusedunderthetouch,stoodfaltering.

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