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Bazzard was not formed to be starved, and Mr. Bazzard then pointed out that it was desirable that I should stand between him and a fate so perfectly unsuited to his formation. In that way Mr. Bazzard became my clerk, and he feels it very much. 'I am glad he is grateful, said Rosa. 'I didn't quite mean that, my dear. I mean, that he feels the degradation. There are some other geniuses that Mr.

'No, he goes his way, after office hours. In fact, he is off duty here, altogether, just at present; and a firm down-stairs, with which I have business relations, lend me a substitute. But it would be extremely difficult to replace Mr. Bazzard. 'He must be very fond of you, said Rosa. 'He bears up against it with commendable fortitude if he is, returned Mr.

Bazzard's secret; but the sweet presence at my table makes me so unusually expansive, that I feel I must impart it in inviolable confidence. What do you think Mr. Bazzard has done? 'O dear! cried Rosa, drawing her chair a little nearer, and her mind reverting to Jasper, 'nothing dreadful, I hope? 'He has written a play, said Mr. Grewgious, in a solemn whisper. 'A tragedy.

Grewgious had related the Bazzard history thus fully, at least quite as much for the recreation of his ward's mind from the subject that had driven her there, as for the gratification of his own tendency to be social and communicative.

On the evening of December 27, Grewgious visits Jasper. Now, Grewgious, as we know, was to be at Cloisterham at Christmas. True, he was engaged to dine on Christmas Day with Bazzard, his clerk; but, thoughtful as he was of the moody Bazzard, as Edwin was leaving Cloisterham he would excuse himself.

Rosa looked at him as if she would have liked him to be the recipient of a thousand dedications. 'Which again, naturally, rubs against the grain of Mr. Bazzard, said Mr. Grewgious. 'He is very short with me sometimes, and then I feel that he is meditating, "This blockhead is my master!

Grewgious rendered his difficulty a thousand times the greater by unexpectedly striking in with: 'No to be sure; he MAY not! After that, they all sat silent; the silence of Mr. Bazzard being occasioned by slumber. 'His responsibility is very great, though, said Mr. Grewgious at length, with his eyes on the fire. Edwin nodded assent, with HIS eyes on the fire.

Bazzard returned, accompanied by two waiters an immovable waiter, and a flying waiter; and the three brought in with them as much fog as gave a new roar to the fire. The flying waiter, who had brought everything on his shoulders, laid the cloth with amazing rapidity and dexterity; while the immovable waiter, who had brought nothing, found fault with him.

'Bazzard! said Mr. Grewgious, suddenly turning to him. 'I follow you, sir, returned Bazzard; who had done his work of consuming meat and drink in a workmanlike manner, though mostly in speechlessness. 'I drink to you, Bazzard; Mr. Edwin, success to Mr. Bazzard! 'Success to Mr.

Grewgious, on the entrance of his clerk: looking up from his papers as he arranged them for the night: 'what is in the wind besides fog? 'Mr. Drood, said Bazzard. 'What of him? 'Has called, said Bazzard. 'You might have shown him in. 'I am doing it, said Bazzard. The visitor came in accordingly. 'Dear me! said Mr. Grewgious, looking round his pair of office candles.

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