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Chapter 10. The Dreams of Mrs Flintwinch thicken

           Ashefollowedthedirectionofhereyes,inrisingagain,towardsMrFlintwinch’sgoodfriend,MrBlandois,MrBlandoissnappedhisfingerandthumbwithoneloudcontemptuoussnap.

           ‘Ileaveyour—yourbusinessacquaintanceinmymother’sroom,MrFlintwinch,’saidClennam,‘withagreatdealofsurpriseandagreatdealofunwillingness.’

           Thepersonreferredtosnappedhisfingerandthumbagain.

           ‘Goodnight,mother.’

           ‘Goodnight.’

           ‘Ihadafriendonce,mygoodcomradeFlintwinch,’saidBlandois,standingastridebeforethefire,andsoevidentlysayingittoarrestClennam’sretreatingsteps,thathelingerednearthedoor;‘Ihadafriendonce,whohadheardsomuchofthedarksideofthiscityanditsways,thathewouldn’thaveconfidedhimselfalonebynightwithtwopeoplewhohadaninterestingettinghimundertheground—myfaith!noteveninarespectablehouselikethis—unlesshewasbodilytoostrongforthem.Bah!Whatapoltroon,myFlintwinch!Eh?’

           ‘Acur,sir.’

           ‘Agreed!Acur.Buthewouldn’thavedoneit,myFlintwinch,unlesshehadknownthemtohavethewilltosilencehim,withoutthepower.Hewouldn’thavedrunkfromaglassofwaterundersuchcircumstances—noteveninarespectablehouselikethis,myFlintwinch—unlesshehadseenoneofthemdrinkfirst,andswallowtoo!’

           Disdainingtospeak,andindeednotverywellable,forhewashalf-choking,Clennamonlyglancedatthevisitorashepassedout

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