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He told the worthy Mrs Chivery, after turning these things over in his

mind--he did that, indeed, while she was yet speaking--that he might be

relied upon to do his utmost at all times to promote the happiness of

Miss Dorrit, and to further the wishes of her heart if it were in his

power to do so, and if he could discover what they were. At the same

time he cautioned her against assumptions and appearances; enjoined

strict silence and secrecy, lest Miss Dorrit should be made unhappy; and

particularly advised her to endeavour to win her son's confidence and so

to make quite sure of the state of the case. Mrs Chivery considered the

latter precaution superfluous, but said she would try. She shook her

head as if she had not derived all the comfort she had fondly expected

from this interview, but thanked him nevertheless for the trouble he had

kindly taken. They then parted good friends, and Arthur walked away.

The crowd in the street jostling the crowd in his mind, and the two

crowds making a confusion, he avoided London Bridge, and turned off in

the quieter direction of the Iron Bridge. He had scarcely set foot upon

it, when he saw Little Dorrit walking on before him. It was a pleasant

day, with a light breeze blowing, and she seemed to have that minute

come there for air. He had left her in her father's room within an hour.

It was a timely chance, favourable to his wish of observing her face

and manner when no one else was by. He quickened his pace; but before he

reached her, she turned her head. 'Have I startled you?' he asked. 'I thought I knew the step,' she answered, hesitating. 'And did you know it, Little Dorrit? You could hardly have expected

mine.' 'I did not expect any. But when I heard a step, I thought it--sounded

like yours.' 'Are you going further?'

'No, sir, I am only walking her for a little change.'

They walked together, and she recovered her confiding manner with him,

and looked up in his face as she said, after glancing around: 'It is so strange.

Perhaps you can hardly understand it. I sometimes

have a sensation as if it was almost unfeeling to walk here.'

'Unfeeling?' 'To see the river, and so much sky, and so many objects, and such change

and motion. Then to go back, you know, and find him in the same cramped

place.' 'Ah yes! But going back, you must remember that you take with you the

spirit and influence of such things to cheer him.'