'Little Dorrit,' part three

(Cross-posted at Dickensblog.)

I have here in my notes, "Flintwich doesn't pronounce his name right!" That was before I checked the book and realized that, in fact, the name is Flintwinch, and I've been reading it wrong for the past ten or fifteen years. *Blush*

Poor Affery trying to pour the tea is a scream! I do like the way Mrs. Clennam is overcrowing Rigaud/Blandois. Not that I'm a fan of her character at all, but he needs to be overcrowed, and frequently.

Hmm, nice little scene there with Arthur and Frederick Dorrit. I wonder exactly how much Frederick is supposed to know? (The book isn't quite clear on that, if I remember correctly.) Not much, I suppose, or he'd be like the butler in Spider-Man 3 blurting out, "Oh, guess what, I knew everything all along and could have set everyone straight long ago!" But you never know; Frederick is supposed to be pretty lost in the fog all the time, so it's just possible he knows quite a lot and it would never even occur to him to reveal it. And now I'm probably saying too much for those of you who don't know the story.

( So we'll leave that topic there. . . . )

Housekeeping

I feel the need to apologize for the spacing in that last post. I'm having a very hard time with HTML code in LiveJournal, and I don't know why. TypePad drives me bats on a regular basis, but at least it doesn't keep randomly changing my HTML on me. (At least, not this often.) Anyway, the spacing's going to have to stay the way it is, because I'm tired and can't wrestle with it anymore. Sorry about that. If you want to see how the entry SHOULD look, without weird spacing anomalies, please follow the Dickensblog link that I posted in it.