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'Yes! said the client, falling back in his chair, and surveying the Firm with his hands in his pockets. 'Deep in love. 'And not with an heiress, sir? said Snitchey. 'Not with an heiress. 'Nor a rich lady? 'Nor a rich lady that I know of except in beauty and merit. 'A single lady, I trust? said Mr. Snitchey, with great expression. 'Certainly. 'It's not one of Dr.
One of the fireproof boxes, unpadlocked and opened, was upon it; a part of its contents lay strewn upon the table, and the rest was then in course of passing through the hands of Mr. Snitchey; who brought it to the candle, document by document; looked at every paper singly, as he produced it; shook his head, and handed it to Mr. Craggs; who looked it over also, shook his head, and laid it down.
Snitchey, 'brought against both spinsters and widows, but, in the majority of cases 'Cases! interposed the client, impatiently. 'Don't talk to me of cases. The general precedent is in a much larger volume than any of your law books. Besides, do you think I have lived six weeks in the Doctor's house for nothing? 'I think, sir, observed Mr.
Snitchey, 'and not know that you are deluded, practised upon, made the victim of his arts, and bent down prostrate to his will by some unaccountable fascination which it is impossible to explain and against which no warning of mine is of the least avail, all I can say is I pity you! At the very same moment Mrs. Craggs was oracular on the cross subject.
Nor, how Alfred Heathfield had been told the truth, too, in the course of that then current year; and Marion had seen him, and had promised him, as her brother, that on her birth-day, in the evening, Grace should know it from her lips at last. 'I beg your pardon, Doctor, said Mr. Snitchey, looking into the orchard, 'but have I liberty to come in?
Henceforth the star of my destiny is, Marion! 'Take care of the stairs, sir, replied Snitchey; 'for she don't shine there. Good night! 'Good night! So they both stood at the stair-head with a pair of office-candles, watching him down. When he had gone away, they stood looking at each other. 'What do you think of all this, Mr. Craggs? said Snitchey. Mr. Craggs shook his head.
Not alone; but, with a man of about thirty, or that time of life, negligently dressed, and somewhat haggard in the face, but well- made, well-attired, and well-looking, who sat in the armchair of state, with one hand in his breast, and the other in his dishevelled hair, pondering moodily. Messrs. Snitchey and Craggs sat opposite each other at a neighbouring desk.
'Now, Alfred, said the Doctor, 'for a word or two of business, while we are yet at breakfast. 'While we are yet at breakfast, said Snitchey and Craggs, who seemed to have no present idea of leaving off. Although Alfred had not been breakfasting, and seemed to have quite enough business on his hands as it was, he respectfully answered: 'If you please, sir.
'He's he's there's a little matter of business that keeps my partner rather late, said Mr. Craggs, looking uneasily about him. 'Oh-h! Business. Don't tell me! said Mrs. Snitchey. 'WE know what business means, said Mrs. Craggs. But their not knowing what it meant, was perhaps the reason why Mrs.
Snitchey's Bird of Paradise feather quivered so portentously, and why all the pendant bits on Mrs. Craggs's ear-rings shook like little bells. 'I wonder YOU could come away, Mr. Craggs, said his wife. 'Mr. Craggs is fortunate, I'm sure! said Mrs. Snitchey. 'That office so engrosses 'em, said Mrs. Craggs. 'A person with an office has no business to be married at all, said Mrs. Snitchey.
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