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Little Dorrit received a call that same evening from Mr Plornish, who, having intimated that he wished to speak to her privately, in a series of coughs so very noticeable as to favour the idea that her father, as regarded her seamstress occupation, was an illustration of the axiom that there are no such stone-blind men as those who will not see, obtained an audience with her on the common staircase outside the door.
‘There's been a lady at our place to-day, Miss Dorrit,' Plornish growled, ‘and another one along with her as is a old wixen if ever I met with such. The way she snapped a person's head off, dear me!'