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Throughout the remainder of the day； Bleeding Heart Yard was in
consternation； as the grim Pancks cruised in it； haranguing the
inhabitants on their backslidings in respect of payment； demanding his
bond； breathing notices to quit and executions； running down defaulters；
sending a swell of terror on before him； and leaving it in his wake。
Knots of people； impelled by a fatal attraction； lurked outside any
house in which he was known to be； listening for fragments of his
discourses to the inmates； and； when he was rumoured to be ing down
the stairs； often could not disperse so quickly but that he would be
prematurely in among them； demanding their own arrears； and rooting them
to the spot。 Throughout the remainder of the day； Mr Pancks's What were
they up to？ and What did they mean by it？ sounded all over the Yard。 Mr
Pancks wouldn't hear of excuses； wouldn't hear of plaints； wouldn't
hear of repairs； wouldn't hear of anything but unconditional money down。
Perspiring and puffing and darting about in eccentric directions； and
being hotter and dingier every moment； he lashed the tide of the yard
into a most agitated and turbid state。 It had not settled down into calm
water again full two hours after he had been seen fuming away on the
horizon at the top of the steps。
There were several small assemblages of the Bleeding Hearts at the
popular points of meeting in the Yard that night； among whom it was
universally agreed that Mr Pancks was a hard man to have to do with； and
that it was much to be regretted； so it was； that a gentleman like Mr
Casby should put his rents in his hands； and never know him in his true
light。 For （said the Bleeding Hearts）； if a gentleman with that head of
hair and them eyes took his rents into his own hands； ma'am； there
would be none of this worriting and wearing； and things would be very
different。
At which identical evening hour and minute； the Patriarch……who had
floated serenely through the Yard in the forenoon before the harrying
began； with the express design of getting up this trustfulness in his
shining bumps and silken locks……at which identical hour and minute；
that first…rate humbug of a thousand guns was heavily floundering in the
little Dock of his exhausted Tug at home； and was saying； as he turned
his thumbs：
'A very bad day's work； Pancks； very bad day's work。 It seems to me；
sir； and I must insist on making this observation forcibly in justice to
myself； that you ought to have got much more money； much more money。'
CHAPTER 24。 Fortune…Telling
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 mon 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！'
The mild Plornish was at first quite unable to get his mind away from Mr
F。's Aunt。 'For；' said he； to excuse himself； 'she is； I do assure you；
the winegariest party。'
At length； by a great effort； he detached himself from the subject
sufficiently to observe：
'But she's neither here nor there just at present。 The other lady； she's
Mr Casby's daughter； and if Mr Casby an't well off； none better； it an't
through any fault of Pancks。 For； as to Pancks； he does； he really does；
he does indeed！'
Mr Plornish； after his usual manner； was a little obscure； but
conscientiously emphatic。
'And what she e to our place for；' he pursued； 'was to leave word
that if Miss Dorrit would step up to that card……which it's Mr Casby's
house that is； and Pancks he has a office at the back； where he really
does； beyond belief……she would be glad for to engage her。 She was a old
and a dear friend； she said particular； of Mr Clennam； and hoped for to
prove herself a useful friend to his friend。 Them was her words。 Wishing
to know whether Miss Dorrit could e to…morrow morning； I said I would
see you； Miss； and inquire； and look round there to…night； to say yes；
or； if you was engaged to…morrow； when？'
'I can go to…morrow； thank you；' said Little Dorrit。 'This is very kind
of you； but you are always kind。'
Mr Plornish； with a modest disavowal of his merits； opened the room door
for her readmission； and followed her in with such an exceedingly bald
pretence of not having been out at all； that her father might
have observed it without being very suspicious。 In his affable
unconsciousness； however； he took no heed。 Plornish； after a little
conversation； in which he blended his former duty as a Collegian with
his present privilege as a humble outside friend； qualified again by his
low estate as a plasterer； took his leave； making the tour of the prison
before he left； and looking on at a game of skittles with the mixed
feelings of an old inhabitant who had his private reasons for believing
that it might be his destiny to e back again。
Early in the morning； Little Dorrit； leaving Maggy in high domestic
trust； set off for the Patriarchal tent。 She went by the Iron Bridge；
though it cost her a penny； and walked more slowly in that part of her
journey than in any other。 At five minutes before eight her hand was on
the Patriarchal knocker； which was quite as high as she could reach。
She gave Mrs Finching's card to the young woman who opened the door； and
the young woman told her that 'Miss Flora'……Flora having； on her return
to the parental roof； reinvested herself with the title under which she
had lived there……was not yet out of her bedroom； but she was to please
to walk up into Miss Flora's sitting…room。 She walked up into
Miss Flora's sitting…room； as in duty bound； and there found a
breakfast…table fortably laid for two； with a supplementary tray
upon it laid for one。 The young woman； disappearing for a few moments；
returned to say that she was to p