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Chapter 7. Mostly, Prunes and Prism

           AlwaysadmiringFanny’sbeauty,andgrace,andreadiness,andnotnowaskingherselfhowmuchofherdispositiontobestronglyattachedtoFannywasduetoherownheart,andhowmuchtoFanny’s,shegaveherallthesisterlyfondnesshergreatheartcontained.

           ThewholesaleamountofPrunesandPrismwhichMrsGeneralinfusedintothefamilylife,combinedwiththeperpetualplungesmadebyFannyintosociety,leftbutaverysmallresidueofanynaturaldepositatthebottomofthemixture.ThisrenderedconfidenceswithFannydoublyprecioustoLittleDorrit,andheightenedtherelieftheyaffordedher.

           ‘Amy,’saidFannytoheronenightwhentheywerealone,afteradaysotiringthatLittleDorritwasquitewornout,thoughFannywouldhavetakenanotherdipintosocietywiththegreatestpleasureinlife,‘Iamgoingtoputsomethingintoyourlittlehead.Youwon’tguesswhatitis,Isuspect.’

           ‘Idon’tthinkthat’slikely,dear,’saidLittleDorrit.

           ‘Come,I’llgiveyouaclue,child,’saidFanny.‘MrsGeneral.’

           PrunesandPrism,inathousandcombinations,havingbeenwearilyintheascendantallday—everythinghavingbeensurfaceandvarnishandshowwithoutsubstance—LittleDorritlookedasifshehadhopedthatMrsGeneralwassafelytuckedupinbedforsomehours.

           ‘Now,canyouguess,Amy?’saidFanny.

           ‘No,dear.UnlessIhavedoneanything,’saidLittleDorrit,ratheralarmed,andmeaninganythingcalculatedtocrackvarnishandrufflesurface.

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