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Chapter 27. The Pupil of the Marshalsea

           

           ‘Didyouknock?’‘Half-a-dozentimes.’

           Rousinghimself,Clennamobservedthattheprisonhadawakenedfromitsnoontidedoze,thattheinmateswereloiteringabouttheshadyyard,andthatitwaslateintheafternoon.Hehadbeenthinkingforhours.

           ‘Yourthingsiscome,’saidMrChivery,‘andmysonisgoingtocarry‘emup.Ishouldhavesent‘emupbutforhiswishingtocarry‘emhimself.Indeedhewouldhave‘emhimself,andsoIcouldn’tsend‘emup.MrClennam,couldIsayawordtoyou?’

           ‘Praycomein,’saidArthur;forMrChivery’sheadwasstillputinatthedooraverylittleway,andMrChiveryhadbutoneearuponhim,insteadofbotheyes.ThiswasnativedelicacyinMrChivery—truepoliteness;thoughhisexteriorhadverymuchofaturnkeyaboutit,andnottheleastofagentleman.

           ‘Thankyou,sir,’saidMrChivery,withoutadvancing;‘it’snooddsmecomingin.MrClennam,don’tyoutakenonoticeofmyson(ifyou’llbesogood)incaseyoufindhimcutupanywaysdifficult.Mysonhasa‘art,andmyson’s‘artisintherightplace.Meandhismotherknowswheretofindit,andwefinditsitiwatedcorrect.’

           Withthismysteriousspeech,MrChiverytookhisearawayandshutthedoor.Hemighthavebeengonetenminutes,whenhissonsucceededhim.

           ‘Here’syourportmanteau,’hesaidtoArthur,puttingitcarefullydown.

           ‘It’sverykindofyou.Iamashamedthatyoushouldhavethetrouble.

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