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Chapter 11

           

           Thelegalgentleman,whosemelodiousnamewasBrass,mighthavecalleditcomfortalsobutfortwodrawbacks:onewas,thathecouldbynoexertionsiteasyinhischair,theseatofwhichwasveryhard,angular,slippery,andsloping;theother,thattobacco-smokealwayscausedhimgreatinternaldiscomposureandannoyance.ButashewasquiteacreatureofMrQuilp’sandhadathousandreasonsforconciliatinghisgoodopinion,hetriedtosmile,andnoddedhisacquiescencewiththebestgracehecouldassume.

           ThisBrasswasanattorneyofnoverygoodrepute,fromBevisMarksinthecityofLondon;hewasatall,meagreman,withanoselikeawen,aprotrudingforehead,retreatingeyes,andhairofadeepred.Heworealongblacksurtoutreachingnearlytohisankles,shortblacktrousers,highshoes,andcottonstockingsofabluishgrey.Hehadacringingmanner,butaveryharshvoice;andhisblandestsmilesweresoextremelyforbidding,thattohavehadhiscompanyundertheleastrepulsivecircumstances,onewouldhavewishedhimtobeoutoftemperthathemightonlyscowl.

           Quilplookedathislegaladviser,andseeingthathewaswinkingverymuchintheanguishofhispipe,thathesometimesshudderedwhenhehappenedtoinhaleitsfullflavour,andthatheconstantlyfannedthesmokefromhim,wasquiteoverjoyedandrubbedhishandswithglee.

           ‘Smokeaway,youdog,’saidQuilp,turningtotheboy;‘fillyourpipeagainandsmokeitfast,downtothelastwhiff,orI’llputthesealing-waxedendofitinthefireandrubitredhotuponyourtongue.

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