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Chapter 32. More Fortune-Telling

           Clennamgentlyputhishanduponherwork,andsaid,‘DearLittleDorrit,letmelayitdown.’

           Sheyieldedittohim,andheputitaside.Herhandswerethennervouslyclaspingtogether,buthetookoneofthem.

           ‘HowseldomIhaveseenyoulately,LittleDorrit!’

           ‘Ihavebeenbusy,sir.’

           ‘ButIheardonlyto-day,’saidClennam,‘bymereaccident,ofyourhavingbeenwiththosegoodpeopleclosebyme.Whynotcometome,then?’

           ‘I—Idon’tknow.Orrather,Ithoughtyoumightbebusytoo.Yougenerallyarenow,areyounot?’

           Hesawhertremblinglittleformandherdowncastface,andtheeyesthatdroopedthemomenttheywereraisedtohis—hesawthemalmostwithasmuchconcernastenderness.

           ‘Mychild,yourmannerissochanged!’

           Thetremblingwasnowquitebeyondhercontrol.Softlywithdrawingherhand,andlayingitinherotherhand,shesatbeforehimwithherheadbentandherwholeformtrembling.

           ‘MyownLittleDorrit,’saidClennam,compassionately.

           Sheburstintotears.Maggylookedroundofasudden,andstaredforatleastaminute;butdidnotinterpose.Clennamwaitedsomelittlewhilebeforehespokeagain.

           ‘Icannotbear,’hesaidthen,‘toseeyouweep;butIhopethisisarelieftoanoverchargedheart.’

           ‘Yesitis,sir.Nothingbutthat.’

           ‘Well,well!Ifearedyouwouldthinktoomuchofwhatpassedherejustnow.Itisofnomoment;nottheleast.Iamonlyunfortunatetohavecomeintheway.Letitgobywiththesetears.Itisnotworthoneofthem.

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