Book 2

, chap. xiii.]

[Illustration: LITTLE DORRIT USED TO SIT AND MUSE HERE, MUCH AS SHE HAD BEEN USED TO WHILE AWAY THE TIME ON HER BALCONY IN VENICE. SEATED THUS ONE DAY, SHE WAS SOFTLY TOUCHED ON THE SHOULDER, AND FANNY SAID, "WELL, MY DEAR," AND TOOK HER SEAT AT HER SIDE--