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know after all whether it wasn't all nonsense between us though pleasant
at the time and trying too and certainly Mr F。 did work a change and
the spell being broken nothing could be expected to take place without
weaving it afresh which various circumstances have bined to prevent
of which perhaps not the least powerful was that it was not to be； I
am not prepared to say that if it had been agreeable to Arthur and had
brought itself about naturally in the first instance I should not have
been very glad being of a lively disposition and moped at home where
papa undoubtedly is the most aggravating of his sex and not improved
since having been cut down by the hand of the Incendiary into something
of which I never saw the counterpart in all my life but jealousy is not
my character nor ill…will though many faults。'
Without having been able closely to follow Mrs Finching through this
labyrinth； Little Dorrit understood its purpose； and cordially accepted
the trust。
'The withered chaplet my dear；' said Flora； with great enjoyment； 'is
then perished the column is crumbled and the pyramid is standing upside
down upon its what's…his…name call it not giddiness call it not weakness
call it not folly I must now retire into privacy and look upon the ashes
of departed joys no more but taking a further liberty of paying for the
pastry which has formed the humble pretext of our interview will for
ever say Adieu！'
Mr F。's Aunt； who had eaten her pie with great solemnity； and who had
been elaborating some grievous scheme of injury in her mind since her
first assumption of that public position on the Marshal's steps； took
the present opportunity of addressing the following Sibyllic apostrophe
to the relict of her late nephew。
'Bring him for'ard； and I'll chuck him out o' winder！'
Flora tried in vain to soothe the excellent woman by explaining that
they were going home to dinner。 Mr F。's Aunt persisted in replying；
'Bring him for'ard and I'll chuck him out o' winder！' Having reiterated
this demand an immense number of times； with a sustained glare of
defiance at Little Dorrit； Mr F。's Aunt folded her arms； and sat down in
the corner of the pie…shop parlour； steadfastly refusing to budge until
such time as 'he' should have been 'brought for'ard；' and the chucking
portion of his destiny acplished。
In this condition of things； Flora confided to Little Dorrit that she
had not seen Mr F。's Aunt so full of life and character for weeks； that
she would find it necessary to remain there 'hours perhaps；' until the
inexorable old lady could be softened； and that she could manage her
best alone。 They parted； therefore； in the friendliest manner； and with
the kindest feeling on both sides。
Mr F。's Aunt holding out like a grim fortress； and Flora being in
need of refreshment； a messenger was despatched to the hotel for the
tumbler already glanced at； which was afterwards replenished。 With the
aid of its content； a newspaper； and some skimming of the cream of the
pie…stock； Flora got through the remainder of the day in perfect good
humour； though occasionally embarrassed by the consequences of an
idle rumour which circulated among the credulous infants of the
neighbourhood； to the effect that an old lady had sold herself to the
pie…shop to be made up； and was then sitting in the pie…shop parlour；
declining to plete her contract。 This attracted so many young persons
of both sexes； and； when the shades of evening began to fall； occasioned
so much interruption to the business； that the merchant became very
pressing in his proposals that Mr F。's Aunt should be removed。 A
conveyance was accordingly brought to the door； which； by the joint
efforts of the merchant and Flora； this remarkable woman was at last
induced to enter； though not without even then putting her head out of
the window； and demanding to have him 'brought for'ard' for the purpose
originally mentioned。 As she was observed at this time to direct baleful
glances towards the Marshalsea； it has been supposed that this admirably
consistent female intended by 'him；' Arthur Clennam。
This； however； is mere speculation； who the person was； who； for the
satisfaction of Mr F。's Aunt's mind； ought to have been brought forward
and never was brought forward； will never be positively known。
The autumn days went on； and Little Dorrit never came to the Marshalsea
now and went away without seeing him。 No； no； no。
One morning； as Arthur listened for the light feet that every morning
ascended winged to his heart； bringing the heavenly brightness of a new
love into the room where the old love had wrought so hard and been so
true； one morning； as he listened； he heard her ing； not alone。
'Dear Arthur；' said her delighted voice outside the door； 'I have some
one here。 May I bring some one in？'
He had thought from the tread there were two with her。 He answered
'Yes；' and she came in with Mr Meagles。 Sun…browned and jolly Mr
Meagles looked； and he opened his arms and folded Arthur in them； like a
sun…browned and jolly father。
'Now I am all right；' said Mr Meagles； after a minute or so。 'Now it's
over。 Arthur； my dear fellow； confess at once that you expected me
before。' 'I did；' said Arthur； 'but Amy told me……' 'Little Dorrit。 Never
any other name。' （It was she who whispered it。）
'……But my Little Dorrit told me that； without asking for any further
explanation； I was not to expect you until I saw you。'
'And now you see me； my boy；' said Mr Meagles； shaking him by the hand
stoutly； 'and now you shall have any explanation and every explanation。
The fact is； I was here……came straight to you from the Allongers
and Marshongers； or I should be ashamed to look you in the face this
day；……but you were not in pany trim at the moment； and I had to start
off again to catch Doyce。'
'Poor Doyce！' sighed Arthur。
'Don't call him names that he don't deserve；' said Mr Meagles。
'He's not poor； he's doing well enough。 Doyce is a wonderful fellow over
there。 I assure you he is making out his case like a house a…fire。 He
has fallen on his legs； has Dan。 Where they don't want things done and
find a man to do 'em； that man's off his legs； but where they do want
things done and find a man to do 'em； that man's on his legs。 You won't
have occasion to trouble the Circumlocution Office any more。 Let me tell
you； Dan has done without 'em！'
'What a load you take from my mind！' cried Arthur。 'What happiness you
give me！'
'Happiness？' retorted Mr Meagles。 'Don't talk about happiness till you
see Dan。 I assure you Dan is directing works and executing labours over
yonder； that it would make your hair stand on end to look at。 He's no
public offender； bless you； now！ He's medalled and ribboned； and starred
and crossed； and I don't…know…what all'd； like a born nobleman。 But we
mustn't talk about that over here。'
'Why not？'
'Oh； egad！' said Mr Meagles； shaking his head very seriously； 'he must
hide all those things under lock and key when he es over here。 They
won't do over here。 In that particular； Britannia is a Britannia in the
Manger……won't give her children such distinctions herself； and won't
allow them to be