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desired　her　husband　to　take　notice　that　their　john's　prospects　of　the
Lock　would　certainly　be　strengthened　by　an　alliance　with　Miss　Dorrit；
who　had　herself　a　kind　of　claim　upon　the　College　and　was　much　respected
there。　Mrs　Chivery　had　desired　her　husband　to　take　notice　that　if；　on
the　one　hand；　their　John　had　means　and　a　post　of　trust；　on　the　other
hand；　Miss　Dorrit　had　family；　and　that　her　（Mrs　Chivery's）　sentiment
was；　that　two　halves　made　a　whole。　Mrs　Chivery；　speaking　as　a　mother　and
not　as　a　diplomatist；　had　then；　from　a　different　point　of　view；　desired
her　husband　to　recollect　that　their　John　had　never　been　strong；　and
that　his　love　had　fretted　and　worrited　him　enough　as　it　was；　without
his　being　driven　to　do　himself　a　mischief；　as　nobody　couldn't　say
he　wouldn't　be　if　he　was　crossed。　These　arguments　had　so　powerfully
influenced　the　mind　of　Mr　Chivery；　who　was　a　man　of　few　words；　that　he
had　on　sundry　Sunday　mornings；　given　his　boy　what　he　termed　'a　lucky
touch；'　signifying　that　he　considered　such　mendation　of　him　to　Good
Fortune；　preparatory　to　his　that　day　declaring　his　passion　and
being　triumphant。　But　Young　John　had　never　taken　courage　to　make
the　declaration；　and　it　was　principally　on　these　occasions　that　he　had
returned　excited　to　the　tobacco　shop；　and　flown　at　the　customers。　In
this　affair；　as　in　every　other；　Little　Dorrit　herself　was　the　last
person　considered。　Her　brother　and　sister　were　aware　of　it；　and　attained
a　sort　of　station　by　making　a　peg　of　it　on　which　to　air　the　miserably
ragged　old　fiction　of　the　family　gentility。　Her　sister　asserted　the
family　gentility　by　flouting　the　poor　swain　as　he　loitered　about　the
prison　for　glimpses　of　his　dear。　Tip　asserted　the　family　gentility；　and
his　own；　by　ing　out　in　the　character　of　the　aristocratic　brother；　and
loftily　swaggering　in　the　little　skittle　ground　respecting　seizures　by
the　scruff　of　the　neck；　which　there　were　looming　probabilities　of　some
gentleman　unknown　executing　on　some　little　puppy　not　mentioned。　These
were　not　the　only　members　of　the　Dorrit　family　who　turned　it　to　account。

No；　no。　The　Father　of　the　Marshalsea　was　supposed　to　know　nothing　about
the　matter；　of　course：　his　poor　dignity　could　not　see　so　low。

But　he　took　the　cigars；　on　Sundays；　and　was　glad　to　get　them；　and
sometimes　even　condescended　to　walk　up　and　down　the　yard　with　the　donor
（who　was　proud　and　hopeful　then）；　and　benignantly　to　smoke　one　in
his　society。　With　no　less　readiness　and　condescension　did　he　receive
attentions　from　Chivery　Senior；　…chair
and　newspaper　to　him；　when　he　came　into　the　Lodge　during　one　of　his
spells　of　duty；　and　who　had　even　mentioned　to　him；　that；　if　he　would
like　at　any　time　after　dusk　quietly　to　step　out　into　the　fore…court　and
take　a　look　at　the　street；　there　was　not　much　to　prevent　him。　If　he　did
not　avail　himself　of　this　latter　civility；　it　was　only　because　he　had
lost　the　relish　for　it；　inasmuch　as　he　took　everything　else　he　could
get；　and　would　say　at　times；　'Extremely　civil　person；　Chivery；　very
attentive　man　and　very　respectful。　Young　Chivery；　too；　really　almost
with　a　delicate　perception　of　one's　position　here。　A　very　well　conducted
family　indeed；　the　Chiveries。　Their　behaviour　gratifies　me。'

The　devoted　Young　John　all　this　time　regarded　the　family　with　reverence。
He　never　dreamed　of　disputing　their　pretensions；　but　did　homage　to　the
miserable　Mumbo　jumbo　they　paraded。　As　to　resenting　any　affront　from　her
brother；　he　would　have　felt；　even　if　he　had　not　naturally　been　of　a　most
pacific　disposition；　that　to　wag　his　tongue　or　lift　his　hand　against
that　sacred　gentleman　would　be　an　unhallowed　act。　He　was　sorry　that
his　noble　mind　should　take　offence；　still；　he　felt　the　fact　to　be　not
inpatible　with　its　nobility；　and　sought　to　propitiate　and　conciliate
that　gallant　soul。　Her　father；　a　gentleman　in　misfortune……a　gentleman　of
a　fine　spirit　and　courtly　manners；　who　always　bore　with　him……he　deeply
honoured。　Her　sister　he　considered　somewhat　vain　and　proud；　but　a　young
lady　of　infinite　acplishments；　who　could　not　forget　the　past。　It　was
an　instinctive　testimony　to　Little　Dorrit's　worth　and　difference　from
all　the　rest；　that　the　poor　young　fellow　honoured　and　loved　her　for
being　simply　what　she　was。

The　tobacco　business　round　the　corner　of　Horsemonger　Lane　was　carried
out　in　a　rural　establishment　one　story　high；　which　had　the　benefit　of
the　air　from　the　yards　of　Horsemonger　Lane　jail；　and　the　advantage　of　a
retired　walk　under　the　wall　of　that　pleasant　establishment。　The　business
was　of　too　modest　a　character　to　support　a　life…size　Highlander；　but　it
maintained　a　little　one　on　a　bracket　on　the　door…post；　who　looked　like
a　fallen　Cherub　that　had　found　it　necessary　to　take　to　a　kilt。　From　the
portal　thus　decorated；　one　Sunday　after　an　early　dinner　of　baked　viands；
Young　John　issued　forth　on　his　usual　Sunday　errand；　not　empty…handed；
but　with　his　offering　of　cigars。　He　was　neatly　attired　in　a
plum…coloured　coat；　with　as　large　a　collar　of　black　velvet　as　his　figure
could　carry；　a　silken　waistcoat；　bedecked　with　golden　sprigs；　a　chaste
neckerchief　much　in　vogue　at　that　day；　representing　a　preserve　of
lilac　pheasants　on　a　buff　ground；　pantaloons　so　highly　decorated　with
side…stripes　that　each　leg　was　a　three…stringed　lute；　and　a　hat　of
state　very　high　and　hard。　When　the　prudent　Mrs　Chivery　perceived　that
in　addition　to　these　adornments　her　John　carried　a　pair　of　white　kid
gloves；　and　a　cane　like　a　little　finger…post；　surmounted　by　an　ivory
hand　marshalling　him　the　way　that　he　should　go；　and　when　she　saw　him；　in
this　heavy　marching　order；　turn　the　corner　to　the　right；　she　remarked　to
Mr　Chivery；　who　was　at　home　at　the　time；　that　she　thought　she　knew　which
way　the　wind　blew。

The　Collegians　were　entertaining　a　considerable　number　of　visitors　that
Sunday　afternoon；　and　their　Father　kept　his　room　for　the　purpose　of
receiving　presentations。　After　making　the　tour　of　the　yard；　Little
Dorrit's　lover　with　a　hurried　heart　went　up…stairs；　and　knocked　with　his
knuckles　at　the　Father's　door。

'e　in；　e　in！'　said　a　gracious　voice。　The　Father's　voice；　her
father's；　the　Marshalsea's　father's。　He　was　seated　in　his　black　velvet
cap；　with　his　newspaper；　three…and…sixpence　accidentally　left　on　the
table；　and　two　chairs　arranged。　Everything　prepared　for　holding　his
Court。

'Ah；　Young　John！　How　do　you　do；　how　do　you　do！'

'Pretty　well；　I　thank　you；　sir。　I　hope　you　are　the　same。'

'Yes；　John　Chivery；　yes。　Nothing　to　plain　of。'

'I　have　taken　the　liberty；　sir；　of……'

'Eh？'　The　Father　of　the　Marshalsea　always　lifted　up　his　eyebrows　at　this
point；　and　became　amiably　distraught　and　smilingly　absent　in　mind。

'……A　few　cigars；　sir。'

'Oh！'　（For　the　moment；　excessively　surprised。）　'Thank　you；　Young　John；
thank　you。　But　really；　I　am　afraid　I　am　too……No？　Well　then；　I　will　say
no　more　about　it。　Put　them　on　the　mantelshelf；　if　you　please；　Young
John。　And　sit　down；　sit　down。　You　are　not　a　stranger；　John。'

'Thank　you；　sir；　I　am　sure……Miss；'　here　Young　John　turned　the　great　hat
round　and　round　upon　his　left…hand；　like　a　slowly　twirling　mouse…cage；
'Miss　Amy　quite　well；　sir？'　'Yes；　John；　yes；　very　well。　She　is　out。'
'Indeed；　sir？'

'Yes；　John。　Miss　Amy　is　gone　for　an　airing。　My　young　people　all　go　out　a
good　deal。　But　at　their　time　of　life；　it's　natural；　John。'

'Very　much　so；　I　am　sure；　sir。'

'An　airing。　An　airing。　Yes。'　He　was　blandly　tapping　his　fingers　on
the　table；　and　casting　his　eyes　up　at　the　window。　'Amy　has　gone　for
an　airing　on　the　Iron　Bridge。　She　has　bee　quite　partial　to　the　Iron
Bridge　of　late；　and　seems　to　like　to　walk　there　better　than　anywhere。'
He　returned　to　conversation。　'Your　father　is　not　on　duty　at　present；　I
think；　John？'

'No；　sir；　he　es　on　later　in　the　afternoon。'　Another　twirl　of　the
great　hat；　and　then　Young　John　said；　rising；　'I　am　afraid　I　must　wish
you　good　day；　sir。'

'So　soon？　Good　day；　Young　John。　Nay；　nay；'　with　the　utmost
condescension；　'never　mind　your　glove；　John。　Shake　hands　with　it　on。　You
are　no　stranger　here；　you　know。'

Highly　gratified　by　the　kindness　of　his　reception；　Young　John　descended
the　staircase。　On　his　way　down　he　met