’Oyes!’saidArthurClennam。
’Well，sir，thisisMrsPlornish’sfather。’
’Indeed？Iamgladtoseehim。’
’Youwouldbemoregladifyouknewhismanygoodqualities，MrClennam。’
’IhopeIshallcometoknowthemthroughknowinghim，’saidArthur，secretlypityingthebowedandsubmissivefigure。