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Chapter 32. More Fortune-Telling

           Inhisgreatself-satisfactionheputhiscigartohislips(beingevidentlynosmoker),andtooksuchapullatit,withhisrighteyeshutuptightforthepurpose,thatheunderwentaconvulsionofshudderingandchoking.Buteveninthemidstofthatparoxysm,hestillessayedtorepeathisfavouriteintroductionofhimself,‘Pa-ancksthegi-ipsy,fortune-telling.’

           ‘Iamspendingtheeveningwiththerestof‘em,’saidPancks.‘I’vebeensinging.I’vebeentakingapartinWhitesandandgreysand.Idon’tknowanythingaboutit.Nevermind.I’lltakeanypartinanything.It’sallthesame,ifyou’reloudenough.’

           AtfirstClennamsupposedhimtobeintoxicated.Buthesoonperceivedthatthoughhemightbealittletheworse(orbetter)forale,thestapleofhisexcitementwasnotbrewedfrommalt,ordistilledfromanygrainorberry.

           ‘Howd’yedo,MissDorrit?’saidPancks.‘Ithoughtyouwouldn’tmindmyrunninground,andlookinginforamoment.MrClennamIheardwashere,fromMrDorrit.Howareyou,Sir?’

           Clennamthankedhim,andsaidhewasgladtoseehimsogay.

           ‘Gay!’saidPancks.‘I’minwonderfulfeather,sir.Ican’tstopaminute,orIshallbemissed,andIdon’twant‘emtomissme.—Eh,MissDorrit?’

           Heseemedtohaveaninsatiatedelightinappealingtoherandlookingather;excitedlystickinghishairupatthesamemoment,likeadarkspeciesofcockatoo.

           ‘Ihaven’tbeenherehalfanhour.

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