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Chapter 5. Something Wrong Somewhere

           WhenEdwardandFannyremainedwhisperingtogetheracrossit,andwhenMrDorritremainedeatingfigsandreadingaFrenchnewspaper,Unclesuddenlyfixedtheattentionofallthreebyrisingoutofhischair,strikinghishanduponthetable,andsaying,‘Brother!Iprotestagainstit!’

           Ifhehadmadeaproclamationinanunknowntongue,andgivenuptheghostimmediatelyafterwards,hecouldnothaveastoundedhisaudiencemore.ThepaperfellfromMrDorrit’shand,andhesatpetrified,withafighalfwaytohismouth.

           ‘Brother!’saidtheoldman,conveyingasurprisingenergyintohistremblingvoice,‘Iprotestagainstit!Iloveyou;youknowIloveyoudearly.InthesemanyyearsIhaveneverbeenuntruetoyouinasinglethought.WeakasIam,Iwouldatanytimehavestruckanymanwhospokeillofyou.But,brother,brother,brother,Iprotestagainstit!’

           Itwasextraordinarytoseeofwhataburstofearnestnesssuchadecrepitmanwascapable.Hiseyesbecamebright,hisgreyhairroseonhishead,markingsofpurposeonhisbrowandfacewhichhadfadedfromthemforfive-and-twentyyears,startedoutagain,andtherewasanenergyinhishandthatmadeitsactionnervousoncemore.

           ‘MydearFrederick!’exclaimedMrDorritfaintly.

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