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Chapter 29. A Plea in the Marshalsea

           Itwasnotuntilhehaddelightedinthemforsometime,thathewonderedwhohadsentthem;andopenedhisdoortoaskthewomanwhomusthaveputthemthere,howtheyhadcomeintoherhands.Butshewasgone,andseemedtohavebeenlonggone;fortheteashehadleftforhimonthetablewascold.Hetriedtodrinksome,butcouldnotbeartheodourofit:sohecreptbacktohischairbytheopenwindow,andputtheflowersonthelittleroundtableofold.

           Whenthefirstfaintnessconsequentonhavingmovedabouthadlefthim,hesubsidedintohisformerstate.Oneofthenight-tuneswasplayinginthewind,whenthedoorofhisroomseemedtoopentoalighttouch,and,afteramoment’spause,aquietfigureseemedtostandthere,withablackmantleonit.Itseemedtodrawthemantleoffanddropitontheground,andthenitseemedtobehisLittleDorritinherold,worndress.Itseemedtotremble,andtoclaspitshands,andtosmile,andtoburstintotears.

           Herousedhimself,andcriedout.Andthenhesaw,intheloving,pitying,sorrowing,dearface,asinamirror,howchangedhewas;andshecametowardshim;andwithherhandslaidonhisbreasttokeephiminhischair,andwithherkneesuponthefloorathisfeet,andwithherlipsraiseduptokisshim,andwithhertearsdroppingonhimastherainfromHeavenhaddroppedupontheflowers,LittleDorrit,alivingpresence,calledhimbyhisname.

           ‘O,mybestfriend!DearMrClennam,don’tletmeseeyouweep!Unlessyouweepwithpleasuretoseeme.Ihopeyoudo.

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