Within, were a few wooden partitions, behind which such

customers as found it more convenient to take away their dinners in

stomachs than in their hands, Packed their purchases in solitude. Fanny

opening her reticule, as they surveyed these things, produced from that

repository a shilling and handed it to Uncle. Uncle, after not looking

at it a little while, divined its object, and muttering 'Dinner? Ha!

Yes, yes, yes!' slowly vanished from them into the mist.

'Now, Amy,' said her sister, 'come with me, if you are not too tired to

walk to Harley Street, Cavendish Square.'

The air with which she threw off this distinguished address and the toss

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she gave to her new bonnet (which was more gauzy than serviceable), made

her sister wonder; however, she expressed her readiness to go to Harley

Street, and thither they directed their steps. Arrived at that grand

destination, Fanny singled out the handsomest house, and knocking at the

door, inquired for Mrs Merdle. The footman who opened the door, although

he had powder on his head and was backed up by two other footmen

likewise powdered, not only admitted Mrs Merdle to be at home, but asked

Fanny to walk in.

Fanny walked in, taking her sister with her; and they

went up-stairs with powder going before and powder stopping behind,

and were left in a spacious semicircular drawing-room, one of several

drawing-rooms, where there was a parrot on the outside of a golden cage

holding on by its beak, with its scaly legs in the air, and putting

itself into many strange upside-down postures. This peculiarity has been

observed in birds of quite another feather, climbing upon golden wires.

The room was far more splendid than anything Little Dorrit had ever

imagined, and would have been splendid and costly in any eyes. She

looked in amazement at her sister and would have asked a question,

but that Fanny with a warning frown pointed to a curtained doorway of

communication with another room. The curtain shook next moment, and a

lady, raising it with a heavily ringed hand, dropped it behind her again

as she entered.

The lady was not young and fresh from the hand of Nature, but was young

and fresh from the hand of her maid. She had large unfeeling handsome

eyes, and dark unfeeling handsome hair, and a broad unfeeling handsome

bosom, and was made the most of in every particular. Either because she

had a cold, or because it suited her face, she wore a rich white

fillet tied over her head and under her chin. And if ever there were

an unfeeling handsome chin that looked as if, for certain, it had never

been, in familiar parlance, 'chucked' by the hand of man, it was the

chin curbed up so tight and close by that laced bridle. 'Mrs Merdle,' said Fanny.