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Chapter 9. Little Mother

           Thedirtygatewaywiththewindandrainwhistlingthroughit,andthebasketofmuddypotatoeswaitingtobespiltagainortakenup,neverseemedthecommonholeitreallywas,whenhelookedbacktoitbytheselights.Never,never!

           Theywereveryneartheendoftheirwalk,andtheynowcameoutofthegatewaytofinishit.NothingwouldserveMaggybutthattheymuststopatagrocer’swindow,shortoftheirdestination,forhertoshowherlearning.Shecouldreadafterasort;andpickedoutthefatfiguresintheticketsofprices,forthemostpartcorrectly.Shealsostumbled,withalargebalanceofsuccessagainstherfailures,throughvariousphilanthropicrecommendationstoTryourMixture,TryourFamilyBlack,TryourOrange-flavouredPekoe,challengingcompetitionattheheadofFloweryTeas;andvariouscautionstothepublicagainstspuriousestablishmentsandadulteratedarticles.WhenhesawhowpleasurebroughtarosytintintoLittleDorrit’sfacewhenMaggymadeahit,hefeltthathecouldhavestoodtheremakingalibraryofthegrocer’swindowuntiltherainandwindweretired.

           Thecourt-yardreceivedthematlast,andtherehesaidgoodbyetoLittleDorrit.Littleasshehadalwayslooked,shelookedlessthaneverwhenhesawhergoingintotheMarshalsealodgepassage,thelittlemotherattendedbyherbigchild.

           Thecagedooropened,andwhenthesmallbird,rearedincaptivity,hadtamelyflutteredin,hesawitshutagain;andthenhecameaway.

           

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