head), that he is to pretend to have been first
struck with me in that Inn Yard.'
'Why?' asked Little Dorrit.
'Why? Good gracious, my love!' (again very much in the tone of You
stupid little creature) 'how can you ask? Don't you see that I may have
become a rather desirable match for a noddle? And don't you see that she
puts the deception upon us, and makes a pretence, while she shifts it
from her own shoulders (very good shoulders they are too, I must say),'
observed Miss Fanny, glancing complacently at herself, 'of considering
our feelings?'
'But we can always go back to the plain truth.'
'Yes, but if you please we won't,' retorted Fanny. 'No; I am not going
to have that done, Amy. The pretext is none of mine; it's hers, and she
shall have enough of it.'
In the triumphant exaltation of her feelings, Miss Fanny, using her
Spanish fan with one hand, squeezed her sister's waist with the other,
as if she were crushing Mrs Merdle.
'No,' repeated Fanny. 'She shall find me go her way. She took it, and
I'll follow it. And, with the blessing of fate and fortune, I'll go on
improving that woman's acquaintance until I have given her maid,
before her eyes, things from my dressmaker's ten times as handsome and
expensive as she once gave me from hers!'
Little Dorrit was silent; sensible that she was not to be heard on
any question affecting the family dignity, and unwilling to lose to no
purpose her sister's newly and unexpectedly restored favour. She could
not concur, but she was silent. Fanny well knew what she was thinking
of; so well, that she soon asked her.
Her reply was, 'Do you mean to encourage Mr Sparkler, Fanny?'
'Encourage him, my dear?' said her sister, smiling contemptuously, 'that
depends upon what you call encourage. No, I don't mean to encourage him.
But I'll make a slave of him.'
Little Dorrit glanced seriously and doubtfully in her face, but Fanny
was not to be so brought to a check. She furled her fan of black and
gold, and used it to tap her sister's nose; with the air of a proud
beauty and a great spirit, who toyed with and playfully instructed a
homely companion.
'I shall make him fetch and carry, my dear, and I shall make him subject
to me. And if I don't make his mother subject to me, too, it shall not
be my fault.'
'Do you think--dear Fanny, don't be offended, we are so comfortable
together now--that you can quite see the end of that course?'
'I can't say I have so much as loo
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