It is a very good thing for you, and very welcome under the circumstances to me.

He is a sensible man, and a trustworthy man, and a persevering man, and a pious man." What could I say when it had come to that?
Why, if it had been--a smothering instead of a wedding,' Mrs Flintwinch cast about in her mind with great pains for this form of expression, 'I couldn't have said a word upon it, against them two clever ones.' 'In good faith, I believe so.' 'And so you may, Arthur.' 'Affery, what girl was that in my mother's room just now ?' 'Girl ?' said Mrs Flintwinch in a rather sharp key.
'It was a girl, surely, whom I saw near you--almost hidden in the dark corner ?' 'Oh! She?
Little Dorrit?
She's nothing; she's a whim of--hers.' It was a peculiarity of Affery Flintwinch that she never spoke of Mrs Clennam by name.

'But there's another sort of girls than that about.

Have you forgot your old sweetheart?
Long and long ago, I'll be bound.' 'I suffered enough from my mother's separating us, to remember her.
I recollect her very well.' 'Have you got another ?' 'No.' 'Here's news for you, then.

She's well to do now, and a widow.