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Chapter 19. The Storming of the Castle in the Air

           ‘Heisless—ha—coherent,andhisconversationismore—hum—broken,thanIhave—ha,hum—everknown.HashehadanyillnesssinceIhavebeengone?’

           ‘No,father.’

           ‘You—ha—seeagreatchangeinhim,Amy?’

           ‘Ihavenotobservedit,dear.’

           ‘Greatlybroken,’saidMrDorrit.‘Greatlybroken.Mypoor,affectionate,failingFrederick!Ha.Eventakingintoaccountwhathewasbefore,heis—hum—sadlybroken!’

           Hissupper,whichwasbroughttohimthere,andspreaduponthelittletablewherehehadseenherworking,divertedhisattention.Shesatathissideasinthedaysthatweregone,forthefirsttimesincethosedaysended.Theywerealone,andshehelpedhimtohismeatandpouredouthisdrinkforhim,asshehadbeenusedtodointheprison.Allthishappenednow,forthefirsttimesincetheiraccessiontowealth.Shewasafraidtolookathimmuch,aftertheoffencehehadtaken;butshenoticedtwooccasionsinthecourseofhismeal,whenheallofasuddenlookedather,andlookedabouthim,asiftheassociationweresostrongthatheneededassurancefromhissenseofsightthattheywerenotintheoldprison-room.Bothtimes,heputhishandtohisheadasifhemissedhisoldblackcap—thoughithadbeenignominiouslygivenawayintheMarshalsea,andhadnevergotfreetothathour,butstillhoveredabouttheyardsontheheadofhissuccessor.

           Hetookverylittlesupper,butwasalongtimeoverit,andoftenrevertedtohisbrother’sdecliningstate.Thoughheexpressedthegreatestpityforhim,hewasalmostbitteruponhim.

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