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Chillip was so alarmed by her abruptness as he told my mother afterwards that it was a mercy he didn't lose his presence of mind. But he repeated sweetly: 'Some local irritation, ma'am? 'Nonsense! replied my aunt, and corked herself again, at one blow. Mr. Chillip could do nothing after this, but sit and look at her feebly, as she sat and looked at the fire, until he was called upstairs again.
A charming woman indeed, sir, said Mr. Chillip; 'as amiable, I am sure, as it was possible to be! Mrs. Chillip's opinion is, that her spirit has been entirely broken since her marriage, and that she is all but melancholy mad. And the ladies, observed Mr. Chillip, timorously, 'are great observers, sir.
Chillip devoted to the delivery of this oration, my aunt eyed him narrowly. 'How is she? said my aunt, folding her arms with her bonnet still tied on one of them. 'Well, ma'am, she will soon be quite comfortable, I hope, returned Mr. Chillip. 'Quite as comfortable as we can expect a young mother to be, under these melancholy domestic circumstances.
Chillip, and of his holding her in such dread remembrance; and both she and Peggotty had a great deal to say about my poor mother's second husband, and 'that murdering woman of a sister', on whom I think no pain or penalty would have induced my aunt to bestow any Christian or Proper Name, or any other designation. My aunt and I, when we were left alone, talked far into the night.
There cannot be any objection to your seeing her presently, ma'am. It may do her good. 'And SHE. How is SHE? said my aunt, sharply. Mr. Chillip laid his head a little more on one side, and looked at my aunt like an amiable bird. 'The baby, said my aunt. 'How is she? 'Ma'am, returned Mr. Chillip, 'I apprehended you had known. It's a boy.
Bodgers late of this parish, and what the feelings of Mrs. Bodgers must have been, when affliction sore, long time Mr. Bodgers bore, and physicians were in vain. I wonder whether they called in Mr. Chillip, and he was in vain; and if so, how he likes to be reminded of it once a week. I look from Mr.
'And very much to be deplored it was, on all accounts! We are not ignorant, sir, said Mr. Chillip, slowly shaking his little head again, 'down in our part of the country, of your fame. There must be great excitement here, sir, said Mr. Chillip, tapping himself on the forehead with his forefinger. 'You must find it a trying occupation, sir!
Chillip told my mother, he was almost shocked; speaking in a professional point of view alone, he was almost shocked. But he sat and looked at her, notwithstanding, for nearly two hours, as she sat looking at the fire, until he was again called out. After another absence, he again returned. 'Well? said my aunt, taking out the cotton on that side again. 'Well, ma'am, returned Mr.
Chillip, in his Sunday neckcloth, to the pulpit; and think what a good place it would be to play in, and what a castle it would make, with another boy coming up the stairs to attack it, and having the velvet cushion with the tassels thrown down on his head.
Chillip's remark to me, only last week. And I assure you, sir, the ladies are great observers. Mrs. Chillip herself is a great observer! 'You anticipate, sir, said Mr. Chillip, his eyelids getting quite red with the unwonted stimulus in which he was indulging. 'One of Mrs. Chillip's most impressive remarks. Mrs.
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