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           Amomentbefore,Ithoughthimwanderinginhismind,ashehadbeenformanyhours—Ithinkhehadnoconsciousnessofpaininhisshortillness—whenIsawhimturnhimselfinhisbedandtrytoopenit.’

           ‘Wasyourfather,then,notwanderinginhismindwhenhetriedtoopenit?’

           ‘No.Hewasquitesensibleatthattime.’

           MrsClennamshookherhead;whetherindismissalofthedeceasedoropposingherselftoherson’sopinion,wasnotclearlyexpressed.

           ‘Aftermyfather’sdeathIopeneditmyself,thinkingtheremightbe,foranythingIknew,somememorandumthere.However,asIneednottellyou,mother,therewasnothingbuttheoldsilkwatch-paperworkedinbeads,whichyoufound(nodoubt)initsplacebetweenthecases,whereIfoundandleftit.’

           MrsClennamsignifiedassent;thenadded,‘Nomoreofbusinessonthisday,’andthenadded,‘Affery,itisnineo’clock.’

           Uponthis,theoldwomanclearedthelittletable,wentoutoftheroom,andquicklyreturnedwithatrayonwhichwasadishoflittlerusksandasmallprecisepatofbutter,cool,symmetrical,white,andplump.Theoldmanwhohadbeenstandingbythedoorinoneattitudeduringthewholeinterview,lookingatthemotherup-stairsashehadlookedatthesondown-stairs,wentoutatthesametime,and,afteralongerabsence,returnedwithanothertrayonwhichwasthegreaterpartofabottleofportwine(which,tojudgebyhispanting,hehadbroughtfromthecellar),alemon,asugar-basin,andaspicebox.

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