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Little Dorrit

by Charles Dickens

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  1. 01Front matter~7 min
  2. 02CHAPTER 1. Sun and Shadow — part 1~25 min
  3. 03CHAPTER 1. Sun and Shadow — part 2~10 min
  4. 04CHAPTER 2 Fellow Travellers — part 1~25 min
  5. 05CHAPTER 2 Fellow Travellers — part 2~9 min
  6. 06CHAPTER 3. Home — part 1~25 min
  7. 07CHAPTER 3. Home — part 2~10 min
  8. 08CHAPTER 4. Mrs Flintwinch has a Dream~8 min
  9. 09CHAPTER 5. Family Affairs — part 1~25 min
  10. 10CHAPTER 5. Family Affairs — part 2~6 min
  11. 11CHAPTER 6. The Father of the Marshalsea — part 1~25 min
  12. 12CHAPTER 6. The Father of the Marshalsea — part 2~3 min
  13. 13CHAPTER 7. The Child of the Marshalsea — part 1~25 min
  14. 14CHAPTER 7. The Child of the Marshalsea — part 2~3 min
  15. 15CHAPTER 8. The Lock — part 1~24 min
  16. 16CHAPTER 8. The Lock — part 2~6 min
  17. 17CHAPTER 9. Little Mother — part 1~25 min
  18. 18CHAPTER 9. Little Mother — part 2~11 min
  19. 19CHAPTER 10. Containing the whole Science of Government — part 1~25 min
  20. 20CHAPTER 10. Containing the whole Science of Government — part 2~25 min
  21. 21CHAPTER 10. Containing the whole Science of Government — part 3~1 min
  22. 22CHAPTER 11. Let Loose — part 1~25 min
  23. 23CHAPTER 11. Let Loose — part 2~2 min
  24. 24CHAPTER 12. Bleeding Heart Yard~24 min
  25. 25CHAPTER 13. Patriarchal — part 1~25 min
  26. 26CHAPTER 13. Patriarchal — part 2~25 min
  27. 27CHAPTER 13. Patriarchal — part 3~10 min
  28. 28CHAPTER 14. Little Dorrit’s Party — part 1~25 min
  29. 29CHAPTER 14. Little Dorrit’s Party — part 2~7 min
  30. 30CHAPTER 15. Mrs Flintwinch has another Dream~24 min

A few words to begin

Thirty years ago, Marseilles lay burning in the sun, one day. A blazing sun upon a fierce August day was no greater rarity in southern France then, than at any other time, before or since. Everything in Marseilles, and about Marseilles, had stared at the fervid sky, and been stared at in return, until a staring habit had become universal there. Strangers were stared out of countenance by staring white houses, staring white walls, staring white streets, staring tracts of arid road, staring hills from which verdure was burnt away. The only things to be seen not fixedly staring and glaring were the vines drooping under their load of grapes. These did occasionally wink a little, as the hot air barely moved their faint leaves.

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