Little Dorrit Vol.1 f.042 recto

But now came the [???] most remarkable part of [her ????] the dream. She felt so afraid of her
husband, [?that ?????? ?] that [?standing?] [?standing?] being on the staircase, she had not the power to retreat to her room but stood
there (which she [?could have?] might easily have done [???? he ????] before he had fastened the door), but stood there staring. Consequently
when he came up the staircase to bed, candle in hand, he came full upon her. He looked astonished, but said not a word.
He kept his eyes upon her, and kept advancing; and she, completely under his influence, kept retiring before him [?backward?].
Thus, she walking backward and he walking forward, they came into their own room. [????] They [?no?]
sooner did were no sooner shut in there, than Mr Flintwinch took her by the throat, and shook her until she was black in the face.

“Why, Affery, woman—Affery!” said Mr Flintwinch. “What have you been dreaming of? Wake up, wake
up! What’s the matter?”

“The—the matter, Jeremiah?” gasped Mrs Flintwinch, [?? looking about her ??] rolling her eyes.

“Why, Affery, woman—Affery! [???] You have been getting out of bed in your sleep, my dear! I come up,
after falling having fallen asleep myself, below, and find you in your wrapper here, [?dreaming of some??] with the nightmare.
[what was ??????] Affery, woman, [???? of?]” said Mr Flintwinch, with a [??????? ???? ??????] ?fr????? friendly grin on his expressive
countenance [????], “if you [????] ever have a dream of this sort again, [?I must give you?] it’ll be a sign of your
being in want of physic. And I’ll give you such a dose, old woman—such a dose!”

Mrs Flintwinch thanked him and crept into bed.