'Frederick, do you remember his name?'
Frederick doubted if he had ever heard it. No one could doubt that
Frederick was the last person upon earth to put such a question to,
with any hope of information.

'I mean,' said his brother, 'the gentleman who did that handsome
action with so much delicacy. Ha! Tush! The name has quite
escaped me. Mr Clennam, as I have happened to mention handsome and
delicate action, you may like, perhaps, to know what it was.'

'Very much,' said Arthur, withdrawing his eyes from the delicate
head beginning to droop and the pale face with a new solicitude
stealing over it.

'It is so generous, and shows so much fine feeling, that it is
almost a duty to mention it. I said at the time that I always
would mention it on every suitable occasion, without regard to
personal sensitiveness. A--well--a--it's of no use to disguise the
fact--you must know, Mr Clennam, that it does sometimes occur that
people who come here desire to offer some little--Testimonial--to
the Father of the place.'

To see her hand upon his arm in mute entreaty half-repressed, and
her timid little shrinking figure turning away, was to see a sad,
sad sight.

'Sometimes,' he went on in a low, soft voice, agitated, and
clearing his throat every now and then; 'sometimes--hem--it takes
one shape and sometimes another; but it is generally--ha--Money.