In which we witness a sombre morning visit between Arthur Clennam and his austere mother, Mrs Clennam, where matters of family business, suspicion, and unspoken grievances hang heavily in the air, framed by the gloomy surroundings of their ancestral home. We also catch a quiet glimpse of Little Dorrit’s modest existence and punctual but mysterious presence within those shadowed walls, as Arthur’s curiosity about her quietly unfurls.