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Chapter 13. Patriarchal

           

           ‘He’llbeatnolosshere,then.—Youhaveonlytobearalittlepainlikeabravefellow,myfriend,andtobethankfulthatallgoesaswellasitdoes,’headded,inthattongue,‘andyou’llwalkagaintoamarvel.Now,letusseewhetherthere’sanythingelsethematter,andhowourribsare?’

           Therewasnothingelsethematter,andourribsweresound.Clennamremaineduntileverythingpossibletobedonehadbeenskilfullyandpromptlydone—thepoorbelatedwandererinastrangelandmovinglybesoughtthatfavourofhim—andlingeredbythebedtowhichhewasinduetimeremoved,untilhehadfallenintoadoze.Eventhenhewroteafewwordsforhimonhiscard,withapromisetoreturnto-morrow,andleftittobegiventohimwhenheshouldawake.

           Alltheseproceedingsoccupiedsolongthatitstruckeleveno’clockatnightashecameoutattheHospitalGate.HehadhiredalodgingforthepresentinCoventGarden,andhetookthenearestwaytothatquarter,bySnowHillandHolborn.

           Lefttohimselfagain,afterthesolicitudeandcompassionofhislastadventure,hewasnaturallyinathoughtfulmood.Asnaturally,hecouldnotwalkonthinkingfortenminuteswithoutrecallingFlora.Shenecessarilyrecalledtohimhislife,withallitsmisdirectionandlittlehappiness.

           Whenhegottohislodging,hesatdownbeforethedyingfire,ashehadstoodatthewindowofhisoldroomlookingoutupontheblackenedforestofchimneys,andturnedhisgazebackuponthegloomyvistabywhichhehadcometothatstageinhisexistence.Solong,sobare,soblank.

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