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Chapter 9. Little Mother

           

           Hetoldherwithperfecttruththatitwasnotthecase;andputtinghimselfbetweenherandthesharpwindandrain,shelteredheraswellashecould.

           ‘Ifeelpermittednow,’hesaid,‘toaskyoualittlemoreconcerningyourfather.Hashemanycreditors?’

           ‘Oh!agreatnumber.’

           ‘Imeandetainingcreditors,whokeephimwhereheis?’

           ‘Ohyes!agreatnumber.’

           ‘Canyoutellme—Icangettheinformation,nodoubt,elsewhere,ifyoucannot—whoisthemostinfluentialofthem?’

           LittleDorritsaid,afterconsideringalittle,thatsheusedtohearlongagoofMrTiteBarnacleasamanofgreatpower.Hewasacommissioner,oraboard,oratrustee,‘orsomething.’HelivedinGrosvenorSquare,shethought,orverynearit.HewasunderGovernment—highintheCircumlocutionOffice.Sheappearedtohaveacquired,inherinfancy,someawfulimpressionofthemightofthisformidableMrTiteBarnacleofGrosvenorSquare,orverynearit,andtheCircumlocutionOffice,whichquitecrushedherwhenshementionedhim.

           ‘Itcandonoharm,’thoughtArthur,‘ifIseethisMrTiteBarnacle.’

           Thethoughtdidnotpresentitselfsoquietlybutthatherquicknessinterceptedit.‘Ah!’saidLittleDorrit,shakingherheadwiththemilddespairofalifetime.‘Manypeopleusedtothinkonceofgettingmypoorfatherout,butyoudon’tknowhowhopelessitis.

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