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'Why, no, Mr Montague, no, returned the doctor. 'We will not say that in the present case, for this gentleman is very far from it. 'So much the better, retorted Tigg. 'So much the more adaptable to the Anglo-Bengalee. Bullamy, clear the table and take the things out by the other door. Mr Crimple, business. 'Shall I introduce him? asked Jobling.
Jobling, my good fellow, I am glad to see you. 'How are you? A little worn with business, eh? If so, rest. A little feverish from wine, humph? If so, water. Nothing at all the matter, and quite comfortable? Then take some lunch. A very wholesome thing at this time of day to strengthen the gastric juices with lunch, Mr Montague. 'Bullamy! said the Chairman, ringing the little bell. 'Sir!
The exposure of the Assurance office; the flight of Crimple and Bullamy with the plunder, and among the rest, as he feared, with his own bill, which he had not found in the pocket-book of the murdered man, and which with Mr Pecksniff's money had probably been remitted to one or other of those trusty friends for safe deposit at the banker's; his immense losses, and peril of being still called to account as a partner in the broken firm; all these things rose in his mind at one time and always, but he could not contemplate them.
Immediately afterwards he became speechless, and was ultimately buried at Brixton. 'By your leave there! cried Bullamy, without. 'By your leave! Refreshment for the Board-room! 'Ha! said the doctor, jocularly, as he rubbed his hands, and drew his chair nearer to the table. 'The true Life Assurance, Mr Montague. The best Policy in the world, my dear sir.
By your leave! He soon returned with the gentleman in question; and at both openings of the board-room door at his coming in and at his going out simple clients were seen to stretch their necks and stand upon their toes, thirsting to catch the slightest glimpse of that mysterious chamber. 'Jobling, my dear friend! said Mr Tigg, 'how are you? Bullamy, wait outside. Crimple, don't leave us.
'There's a good deal to be looked into first. 'You shall look, said Montague, slapping him on the back, 'into anything and everything you please. But you'll join us, I am convinced. You were made for it. Bullamy! Obedient to the summons and the little bell, the waistcoat appeared.
Bullamy cleared his throat, and bustled out into the office, crying 'The Chairman of the Board wishes to see the Medical Officer. By your leave there!
He was honourably connected with that very occasion though. 'Oh! said Tigg, smoothing his moustache, as he cast his eyes upon the name. 'I recollect. No. He has not been here. The words were on his lips, when Bullamy entered, and presented a card to the Medical Officer. 'Talk of the what's his name observed the doctor rising. 'And he's sure to appear, eh? said Tigg.
The chairman having taken his seat with great solemnity, the secretary supported him on his right hand, and the porter stood bolt upright behind them, forming a warm background of waistcoat. This was the board: everything else being a light-hearted little fiction. 'Bullamy! said Mr Tigg. 'Sir! replied the porter. 'Let the Medical Officer know, with my compliments, that I wish to see him.
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