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We should be provident, and eat and drink whenever we can. Eh, Mr Crimple? The resident Director acquiesced rather sulkily, as if the gratification of replenishing his stomach had been impaired by the unsettlement of his preconceived opinions in reference to its situation.
Mr Crimple also departed on the business of the morning; and Jonas Chuzzlewit and Tigg were left alone. 'I learn from our friend, said Tigg, drawing his chair towards Jonas with a winning ease of manner, 'that you have been thinking 'Oh! Ecod then he'd no right to say so, cried Jonas, interrupting. 'I didn't tell HIM my thoughts.
It's extraordinary how little is known on these subjects generally. Where do you suppose, now' the doctor closed one eye, as he leaned back smilingly in his chair, and formed a triangle with his hands, of which his two thumbs composed the base 'where do you suppose Mr Crimple's stomach is? Mr Crimple, more agitated than before, clapped his hand immediately below his waistcoat.
She thought she would better humor him. She got up and went and sat in the chair as he directed. Ward, keeping the gun pointing her way, sneered at her in a way that made the soul of Billy Louise crimple. She faced him big-eyed, too amazed at the change in him to feel any fear that he would harm her. He had whiskers two inches long.
Mr Crimple, I believe you never take snuff? Injudicious. You should. Pending these remarks on the part of the doctor, and the lengthened and sonorous pinch with which he followed them up, Jonas took a seat at the board; as ungainly a man as ever he has been within the reader's knowledge.
"Go tell him yuh don't feel hard towards him. We want some supper." "Aw, gwan. I ain't forgive him, and I never will. Big Medicine stepped into the breach. With his face contorted into a grin to crimple one's spine, with a voice to make one's knees buckle, he went up to Happy Jack and thrust that horrible grin into Happy's very face.
Even at such a wanton board, and in such more than doubtful company, this might have proved a disagreeable experiment, but that Tigg and Crimple, studying to understand their man thoroughly, gave him what license he chose: knowing that the more he took, the better for their purpose.
'Commission to you, doctor, on four new policies, and a loan this morning, eh? said Crimple, looking, when they had finished lunch, over some papers brought in by the porter. 'Well done! 'Jobling, my dear friend, said Tigg, 'long life to you. 'No, no. Nonsense. Upon my word I've no right to draw the commission, said the doctor, 'I haven't really. It's picking your pocket.
In every one of Mr Crimple's joints, sir, there is more or less of the same deposit. Very good. If Mr Crimple neglects his meals, or fails to take his proper quantity of rest, that oil wanes, and becomes exhausted. What is the consequence? Mr Crimple's bones sink down into their sockets, sir, and Mr Crimple becomes a weazen, puny, stunted, miserable man!
It is engraved upon the top of all the letter paper, and it makes a scroll-work round the seal, and it shines out of the porter's buttons, and it is repeated twenty times in every circular and public notice wherein one David Crimple, Esquire, Secretary and resident Director, takes the liberty of inviting your attention to the accompanying statement of the advantages offered by the Anglo-Bengalee Disinterested Loan and Life Assurance Company; and fully proves to you that any connection on your part with that establishment must result in a perpetual Christmas Box and constantly increasing Bonus to yourself, and that nobody can run any risk by the transaction except the office, which, in its great liberality is pretty sure to lose.
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