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Charles Dickens: Little Dorritt (abridged)

Read by Anton Lesser

Charles Dickens: Little Dorritt (abridged)
Sprawling, and lacking a strong central character, Little Dorrit isn’t one of Dickens’s best, but with Anton Lesser’s magical voice, who cares?

The Observer

Charles Dickens: Little Dorritt (abridged)

Read by Anton Lesser

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Sprawling, and lacking a strong central character, Little Dorrit isn’t one of Dickens’s best, but with Anton Lesser’s magical voice, who cares?

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In Little Dorrit, Charles Dickens created one of his most penetrating satires on the weaknesses of government in the Victorian era. He chose Marshalsea debtors’ prison as the setting, where his own father had been imprisoned. The story revolves around a complex mystery involving conspiracy, debt and a disputed will that results in unexpected consequences for the main characters.

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Charles Dickens: Little Dorrit
Work length10:32:12
LITTLE DORRIT
Track length7:01
By and by the noise of the key…
Track length8:09
They were about thirty in company…
Track length6:56
Mr. Arthur Clennam took up his hat…
Track length5:24
She then put on the spectacles…
Track length6:33
As the city clocks struck nine…
Track length5:02
She stetched out her arm…
Track length4:30
Thirty years ago…
Track length5:27
The baby was handed down…
Track length5:45
The old man turned in…
Track length6:29
The morning light was in no hurry to climb…
Track length4:53
Thus they emerged upon the Iron Bridge…
Track length5:46
The Circumlocution Office
Track length7:16
Arthur Clennam put his forms in his pocket.
Track length7:13
A late, dull autumn night was closing in…
Track length8:18
In London itself, though in the old rustic…
Track length7:31
The mention of Mr. Casby…
Track length7:01
The return of Mr. Casby with his daughter…
Track length7:46
He left the house miserably enough…
Track length6:06
Arthur Clennam rose hastily…
Track length6:37
'Little Dorrit,' said Clennam…
Track length6:23
On a wintry afternoon at twilight…
Track length4:47
The time being come…
Track length5:03
Clennam could not help speculating…
Track length4:56
Before breakfast in the morning…
Track length7:46
Little Dorrit had not attained her twenty…
Track length8:23
And so he left her…
Track length6:38
'I have a son…'
Track length5:32
They spoke no more…
Track length5:35
Mr. Clennam did not increase in favour…
Track length5:52
Mr. Meagles called on Clennam…
Track length6:36
The Patriarch, meanwhile…
Track length6:15
Little Dorrit received a call…
Track length7:31
When dinner time came…
Track length7:28
The private residence…
Track length5:56
Clennam returned home one evening…
Track length5:40
The visitors had had a minute or two…
Track length7:54
They were now by an avenue of trees.
Track length5:18
The House in the city…
Track length7:23
Mr. Flintwinch panted up to the door…
Track length8:22
Mrs. Plornish's father…
Track length4:28
Fanny began to cry herself…
Track length8:02
Maggy sat at her work…
Track length7:12
Resigning herself to inevitable fate…
Track length6:48
It was at this time…
Track length8:23
And now the day arrived…
Track length6:07
In the autumn of the year…
Track length6:01
The young gentleman…
Track length5:37
After finishing his veal…
Track length5:41
The tired company had broken up…
Track length7:28
they were a goodly company…
Track length6:27
A Letter from Little Dorrit
Track length7:13
So the valet was instructed…
Track length5:47
Mrs. General's view was…
Track length6:57
To be in the halting state of Mr. Henry Gowan…
Track length6:44
Minnie was too much disturbed…
Track length5:59
At dinner time Mr. Sparkler made a splendid…
Track length5:56
While the waters of Venice…
Track length4:21
'Arthur, my dear boy…'
Track length5:21
The whole vista had no one in it…
Track length4:48
The shady waiting rooms…
Track length5:57
The amazement, suspicion, resentment, and…
Track length6:23
The famous name of Merdle…
Track length7:44
Mr. Pancks was making a very porcupine…
Track length5:55
When it became known to the Britons…
Track length8:01
Mr. Dorrit, on being informed…
Track length8:27
The term of Mr. Dorrit's visit…
Track length5:58
John Chivery, in his best clothes…
Track length5:57
The sun had gone down full four hours…
Track length5:53
He took very little supper…
Track length7:09
He looked confusedly about him…
Track length6:49
The passengers were landing from the packet…
Track length4:56
A sufficiently expressive hint of suspicion…
Track length5:27
Arthur Clennam had made his unavailing…
Track length6:59
Left alone, Clennam entered on a weary…
Track length7:56
Fully three months had passed…
Track length5:54
The dinner party was at the great…
Track length6:08
With a precursory sound of hurried breath…
Track length4:49
Though Mr. Rugg saw plainly…
Track length5:41
The day was sunny…
Track length5:42
As if the difficulty were contagious…
Track length6:21
Imprisonment began to tell upon him.
Track length5:07
Cavalletto got up again as before…
Track length7:29
Brooding all day…
Track length7:50
It had grown darker…
Track length5:35
The last day of the appointed week…
Track length5:26
After gazing at her in silence…
Track length4:44
Mrs. Clennam's face changed.
Track length5:50
She had already more than once struck…
Track length5:20
'That Frederick Dorrit was the beginning of…'
Track length6:43
'My brother Ephraim, the lunatic keeper…'
Track length6:12
The sun had set…
Track length8:01
Little Dorrit tried not to show it…
Track length5:55
Arthur continuing to lie very ill…
Track length4:21
The Patriarch, approaching with his usual…
Track length4:19
The changes of a fevered room…
Track length7:28
The faithful John was on duty…
Track length7:26
On a healthy autumn day...
Track length8:05
'There are only three branches of my subject…'
Track length7:54

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