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pains to do it。 I put the question personally; but there's nothing
personal in it。 I might put it to any one; I have put it already to many
people。 Did he leave them here? Did he leave anything here?'

'No。'

'Then unfortunately; Miss Wade; you know nothing about them?'

'I know nothing about them。 I have now answered your unaccountable
question。 He did not leave them here; and I know nothing about them。'

'There!' said Mr Meagles rising。 'I am sorry for it; that's over; and I
hope there is not much harm done。……Tattycoram well; Miss Wade?'

'Harriet well? O yes!'

'I have put my foot in it again;' said Mr Meagles; thus corrected。 'I
can't keep my foot out of it here; it seems。 Perhaps; if I had thought
twice about it; I might never have given her the jingling name。 But;
when one means to be good…natured and sportive with young people; one
doesn't think twice。 Her old friend leaves a kind word for her; Miss
Wade; if you should think proper to deliver it。'

She said nothing as to that; and Mr Meagles; taking his honest face out
of the dull room; where it shone like a sun; took it to the Hotel where
he had left Mrs Meagles; and where he made the Report: 'Beaten; Mother;
no effects!' He took it next to the London Steam Packet; which sailed in
the night; and next to the Marshalsea。

The faithful John was on duty when Father and Mother Meagles presented
themselves at the wicket towards nightfall。 Miss Dorrit was not there
then; he said; but she had been there in the morning; and invariably
came in the evening。 Mr Clennam was slowly mending; and Maggy and Mrs
Plornish and Mr Baptist took care of him by turns。 Miss Dorrit was sure
to e back that evening before the bell rang。 There was the room the
Marshal had lent her; up…stairs; in which they could wait for her; if
they pleased。 Mistrustful that it might be hazardous to Arthur to see
him without preparation; Mr Meagles accepted the offer; and they were
left shut up in the room; looking down through its barred window into
the jail。

The cramped area of the prison had such an effect on Mrs Meagles that
she began to weep; and such an effect on Mr Meagles that he began to
gasp for air。 He was walking up and down the room; panting; and making
himself worse by laboriously fanning himself with her handkerchief; when
he turned towards the opening door。

'Eh? Good gracious!' said Mr Meagles; 'this is not Miss Dorrit! Why;
Mother; look! Tattycoram!'

No other。 And in Tattycoram's arms was an iron box some two feet square。
Such a box had Affery Flintwinch seen; in the first of her dreams; going
out of the old house in the dead of the night under Double's arm。 This;
Tattycoram put on the ground at her old master's feet: this; Tattycoram
fell on her knees by; and beat her hands upon; crying half in exultation
and half in despair; half in laughter and half in tears; 'Pardon; dear
Master; take me back; dear Mistress; here it is!'

'Tatty!' exclaimed Mr Meagles。

'What you wanted!' said Tattycoram。 'Here it is! I was put in the next
room not to see you。 I heard you ask her about it; I heard her say she
hadn't got it; I was there when he left it; and I took it at bedtime and
brought it away。 Here it is!'

'Why; my girl;' cried Mr Meagles; more breathless than before; 'how did
you e over?'

'I came in the boat with you。 I was sitting wrapped up at the other end。
When you took a coach at the wharf; I took another coach and followed
you here。 She never would have given it up after what you had said to
her about its being wanted; she would sooner have sunk it in the sea; or
burnt it。 But; here it is!'

The glow and rapture that the girl was in; with her 'Here it is!'

'She never wanted it to be left; I must say that for her; but he left
it; and I knew well that after what you said; and after her denying
it; she never would have given it up。 But here it is! Dear Master; dear
Mistress; take me back again; and give me back the dear old name! Let
this intercede for me。 Here it is!'

Father and Mother Meagles never deserved their names better than when
they took the headstrong foundling…girl into their protection again。

'Oh! I have been so wretched;' cried Tattycoram; weeping much more;
'always so unhappy; and so repentant! I was afraid of her from the first
time I saw her。 I knew she had got a power over me through understanding
what was bad in me so well。 It was a madness in me; and she could raise
it whenever she liked。 I used to think; when I got into that state; that
people were all against me because of my first beginning; and the kinder
they were to me; the worse fault I found in them。 I made it out that
they triumphed above me; and that they wanted to make me envy them; when
I know……when I even knew then……that they never thought of such a thing。
And my beautiful young mistress not so happy as she ought to have been;
and I gone away from her! Such a brute and a wretch as she must think
me! But you'll say a word to her for me; and ask her to be as forgiving
as you two are? For I am not so bad as I was;' pleaded Tattycoram; 'I am
bad enough; but not so bad as I was; indeed。 I have had Miss Wade
before me all this time; as if it was my own self grown ripe……turning
everything the wrong way; and twisting all good into evil。 I have had
her before me all this time; finding no pleasure in anything but keeping
me as miserable; suspicious; and tormenting as herself。 Not that she had
much to do; to do that;' cried Tattycoram; in a closing great burst of
distress; 'for I was as bad as bad could be。 I only mean to say; that;
after what I have gone through; I hope I shall never be quite so bad
again; and that I shall get better by very slow degrees。 I'll try very
hard。 I won't stop at five…and…twenty; sir; I'll count five…and…twenty
hundred; five…and…twenty thousand!'

Another opening of the door; and Tattycoram subsided; and Little Dorrit
came in; and Mr Meagles with pride and joy produced the box; and her
gentle face was lighted up with grateful happiness and joy。

The secret was safe now! She could keep her own part of it from him; he
should never know of her loss; in time to e he should know all that
was of import to himself; but he should never know what concerned her
only。 That was all passed; all forgiven; all forgotten。

'Now; my dear Miss Dorrit;' said Mr Meagles; 'I am a man of business……or
at least was……and I am going to take my measures promptly; in that
character。 Had I better see Arthur to…night?'

'I think not to…night。 I will go to his room and ascertain how he is。
But I think it will be better not to see him to…night。'

'I am much of your opinion; my dear;' said Mr Meagles; 'and therefore
I have not been any nearer to him than this dismal room。 Then I shall
probably not see him for some little time to e。 But I'll explain what
I mean when you e back。'

She left the room。 Mr Meagles; looking through the bars of the window;
saw her pass out of the Lodge below him into the prison…yard。 He said
gently; 'Tattycoram; e to me a moment; my good girl。'

She went up to the window。

'You see that young lady who was here just now……that little; quiet;
fragile figure passing along there; Tatty? Look。 The people stand out
of the way to let her go by。 The men……see the poor; shabby fellows……pull
off their hats to her quite politely; and now she glides in at that
doorway。 See her; Tattycoram?'

'Yes; sir。'

'I have heard tell; Tatty; that she was once regularly called the child
of this place。 She was born here; and lived here many years。

I can't breathe here。 A doleful place to be born and bred in;
Tattycoram?'

'Yes indeed; sir!'

'If she had constantly thought of herself; and settled with herself that
everybody visited this place upon her; turned it against her; and cast
it at her; she would have led an irritable and probably an useless
existence。 Yet I have heard tell; Tattycoram; that her young life has
been one of active resignation; goodness; and noble service。 Shall I
tell you what I consider those eyes of hers; that were here just now; to
have always looked at; to get that expression?'

'Yes; if you please; sir。'

'Duty; Tattycoram。 Begin it early; and do it well; and there is no
antecedent to it; in any origin or station; that will tell against us
with the Almighty; or with ourselves。'

They remained at the window; Mother joining them and pitying the
prisoners; until she was seen ing back。 She was soon in the room; and
remended that Arthur; whom she had left calm and posed; should not
be visited that night。

'Good!' said Mr Meagles; cheerily。 'I have not a doubt that's best。 I
shall trust my remembrances then; my sweet nurse; in your hands; and I
well know they couldn't be in better。 I am off again to…morrow morning。'

Little Dorrit; surprised; asked him where?

'My dear;' said Mr Meagles; 'I can't live without breathing。 This place
has taken my breath away; and I shall never get it back again until
Arthur is out of this place。'

'How is that a reason for going off again to…morrow morning?'

'You shall understand;' said Mr Meagles。 'To…night we three will put up
at a City Hotel。 To…morrow morning; Mother and Tattycoram will go down
to Twickenham; where Mrs Tickit; sitting attended by Dr Buchan in the
parlour…window; will think them a couple of ghosts; and I shall go
abroad again for Doyce。 We must have Dan here。 Now; I tell you; my love;
it's of no use writing and planning and conditionally speculating upon
this and that and the other; at uncertain intervals and distances; we
must have Doyce here。 I devote myself at daybreak to…morrow morning; to
bringing Doyce here。 It's nothing to me to go and find him。 I'm an old
traveller; and all foreign languages and customs are alike to me……I
never understand anything about any of 'em。 Therefore I can't be put
to any inconvenience。 Go at once I must; it stands to reason; because
I can't live without breathing freely; and I can't breathe freely until
Arthur is out of this Marshalsea。 I am stifled at the present moment;
and have scarcely breath enough to say this much; and to carry this
precious box down…stairs for you。'

They got into the street as the bell began to ring; Mr Meagles carrying
the box。 Little Dorrit had no conveyance there: which rather surprised
him。 He called a coach for her and she got into it; and he placed the
box beside her when she was seated。 In her joy and gratitude she kissed
his hand。

'I don't like that; my dear;' said Mr Meagles。 'It goes against my
feeling of what's right; that YOU should do homage to ME……at the
Marshalsea Gate。'

She bent forward; and kissed his cheek。

'You remind me of the days;' said Mr Meagles; suddenly drooping……'but
she's very fond of him; and hides his faults; and thinks that no
one sees them……and he certainly is well connected and of a very good
family!'

It was the only fort he had in the loss of his daughter; and if he
made the most of it; who could blame him?




CHAPTER 34。 Gone


On a healthy autumn day; the Marshalsea prisoner; weak but otherwise
restored; sat listening to a voice that read to him。 On a healthy autumn
day; when the golden fields had been reaped and ploughed again; when the
summer fruit
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