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So I went to the door and opened it without removing the chain. "Who is there?" I asked. Then a voice inquired, "Is this Mr. Samuel Chillip's?" It was a somewhat hoarse, gruff voice, but its tone was subdued and quiet. It threatened nothing unpleasant. "Yes, I am Mr. Chillip," I said. "Can I speak with you a moment?" "About what? Who are you?"
'What is your part of the country now? I asked, seating myself near him. 'I am established within a few miles of Bury St. Edmund's, sir, said Mr. Chillip. 'Mrs. Chillip, coming into a little property in that neighbourhood, under her father's will, I bought a practice down there, in which you will be glad to hear I am doing well. My daughter is growing quite a tall lass now, sir, said Mr.
Chillip, looking mildly at my aunt with his head on one side, and making her a little bow, said, in allusion to the jewellers' cotton, as he softly touched his left ear: 'Some local irritation, ma'am? 'What! replied my aunt, pulling the cotton out of one ear like a cork. Mr.
Chillip, stirring it, 'but I can't resist so extraordinary an occasion. You have no family, sir? I shook my head. 'I was aware that you sustained a bereavement, sir, some time ago, said Mr. Chillip. 'I heard it from your father-in-law's sister. Very decided character there, sir? 'Why, yes, said I, 'decided enough. Where did you see her, Mr. Chillip? 'Are you not aware, sir, returned Mr.
Chillip, fortifying himself with another sip of negus, 'between you and me, sir, that her mother died of it or that tyranny, gloom, and worry have made Mrs. Murdstone nearly imbecile. She was a lively young woman, sir, before marriage, and their gloom and austerity destroyed her. They go about with her, now, more like her keepers than her husband and sister-in-law. That was Mrs.
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