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Chapter 32. More Fortune-Telling

           

           ‘Ifoundthatthedaywhenanysuchthingwouldhavebeengracefulinme,orgoodinme,orhopefulorhappyformeoranyoneinconnectionwithme,wasgone,andwouldnevershineagain.’

           O!Ifhehadknown,ifhehadknown!Ifhecouldhaveseenthedaggerinhishand,andthecruelwoundsitstruckinthefaithfulbleedingbreastofhisLittleDorrit!

           ‘Allthatisover,andIhaveturnedmyfacefromit.WhydoIspeakofthistoLittleDorrit?WhydoIshowyou,mychild,thespaceofyearsthatthereisbetweenus,andrecalltoyouthatIhavepassed,bytheamountofyourwholelife,thetimethatispresenttoyou?’

           ‘Becauseyoutrustme,Ihope.Becauseyouknowthatnothingcantouchyouwithouttouchingme;thatnothingcanmakeyouhappyorunhappy,butitmustmakeme,whoamsogratefultoyou,thesame.’

           Heheardthethrillinhervoice,hesawherearnestface,hesawhercleartrueeyes,hesawthequickenedbosomthatwouldhavejoyfullythrownitselfbeforehimtoreceiveamortalwounddirectedathisbreast,withthedyingcry,‘Ilovehim!’andtheremotestsuspicionofthetruthneverdawneduponhismind.No.Hesawthedevotedlittlecreaturewithherwornshoes,inhercommondress,inherjail-home;aslenderchildinbody,astrongheroineinsoul;andthelightofherdomesticstorymadeallelsedarktohim.

           ‘Forthosereasonsassuredly,LittleDorrit,butforanothertoo.Sofarremoved,sodifferent,andsomucholder,Iamthebetterfittedforyourfriendandadviser.

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