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Chapter 3. On the Road

           Thelittlehalf-hourwasexpired,theladyandgentlemanweretakingtheirlittledessertandhalf-cupofcoffee,thenotewaspaid,thehorseswereordered,theywoulddepartimmediately;but,owingtoanunhappydestinyandthecurseofHeaven,theywerenotyetgone.

           NothingcouldexceedMrDorrit’sindignation,asheturnedatthefootofthestaircaseonhearingtheseapologies.Hefeltthatthefamilydignitywasstruckatbyanassassin’shand.Hehadasenseofhisdignity,whichwasofthemostexquisitenature.Hecoulddetectadesignuponitwhennobodyelsehadanyperceptionofthefact.Hislifewasmadeanagonybythenumberoffinescalpelsthathefelttobeincessantlyengagedindissectinghisdignity.

           ‘Isitpossible,sir,’saidMrDorrit,reddeningexcessively,‘thatyouhave—ha—hadtheaudacitytoplaceoneofmyroomsatthedispositionofanyotherperson?’

           Thousandsofpardons!Itwasthehost’sprofoundmisfortunetohavebeenovercomebythattoogenteellady.HebesoughtMonseigneurnottoenragehimself.HethrewhimselfonMonseigneurforclemency.IfMonseigneurwouldhavethedistinguishedgoodnesstooccupytheothersalonespeciallyreservedforhim,forbutfiveminutes,allwouldgowell.

           ‘No,sir,’saidMrDorrit.‘Iwillnotoccupyanysalon.Iwillleaveyourhousewithouteatingordrinking,orsettingfootinit.

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