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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens,  Little Dorrit — Book 1, Chapter 36 (1857)

“ Take care of this poor cold hand, Miss Dorrit. Don’t let it fall.’
‘Thank you, sir,’ returned Miss Dorrit, bursting into tears. ‘I believe I know what to do, if you will give me leave. Dear Amy, open your eyes, that’s a love! Oh, Amy, Amy, I really am so vexed and ashamed! Do rouse yourself, darling! Oh, why are they not driving on! Pray, Pa, do drive on!’
The attendant, getting between Clennam and the carriage-door, with a sharp ‘By your leave, sir!’ bundled up the steps, and they drove away.
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens,  Little Dorrit — Book 1, Chapter 36 (1857)

“ William passed his hand across his eyes, and murmured with august satisfaction, ‘Blessings on your attachment, my poor dear fellow!’ Then he said aloud, ‘Well, my dear Frederick, if you will only try, as we walk out, to show that you are alive to the occasion—that you think about it——’
‘What would you advise me to think about it?’ returned his submissive brother.
‘Oh! my dear Frederick, how can I answer you? I can only say what, in leaving these good people, I think myself.’
‘That’s it!’ cried his brother.
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens,  Little Dorrit — Book 1, Chapter 36 (1857)

“ The Marshalsea becomes an Orphan
And now the day arrived when Mr Dorrit and his family were to leave the prison for ever, and the stones of its much-trodden pavement were to know them no more.
The interval had been short, but he had greatly complained of its length, and had been imperious with Mr Rugg touching the delay. He had been high with Mr Rugg, and had threatened to employ some one else. He had requested Mr Rugg not to presume upon the place in which he found him, but to do his duty, sir, and to do it with promptitude.
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