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A careless clerk passed, whistling. But the great tide of life had ebbed. We heard its roar far away, and the sound stole into that silent street like the murmur of the ocean into an inland dell. A CARELESS CLERK PASSED WHISTLING BUT THE GREAT TIDE OF LIFE HAD EBBED WE HEARD ITS ROAR FAR AWAY AND THE SOUND STOLE INTO THAT SILENT STREET LIKE THE MURMUR OF THE OCEAN INTO AN INLAND DELL
something more than the dark court, and said slowly: "Perhaps you would have different impressions of things, if you saw them through my spectacles." There was no change in his expression. He still looked from the window, and I said: "Titbottom, I did not know that you used glasses. I have never seen you wearing spectacles." "No, I don't often wear them. I am not very fond of looking through them. But sometimes an irresistible necessity compels me to put them on, and I cannot help seeing." Titbottom sighed. "Is it so grievous a fate to see?" inquired I. "Yes; through my spectacles," he said, turning slowly, and looking at me with wan solemnity. It grew dark as we stood in the office talking, and, taking our hats, we went out together. The narrow street of business was deserted. The heavy iron shutters were gloomily closed over the windows. From one or two offices struggled the dim gleam of an early candle, by whose light some perplexed accountant sat belated, and hunting for his error. DROOPING INTENTNESS AS IF HE REALLY SAW SOMETHING MORE THAN THE DARK COURT AND SAID SLOWLY PERHAPS YOU WOULD HAVE DIFFERENT IMPRESSIONS OF THINGS IF YOU SAW THEM THROUGH MY SPECTACLES THERE WAS NO CHANGE IN HIS EXPRESSION HE STILL LOOKED FROM THE WINDOW AND I SAID TIT BOTTOM I DID NOT KNOW THAT YOU USED GLASSES I HAVE NEVER SEEN YOU WEARING SPECTACLES NO I DON'T OFTEN WEAR THEM I AM NOT VERY FOND OF LOOKING THROUGH THEM BUT SOMETIMES AN IRRESISTIBLE NECESSITY COMPELS ME TO PUT THEM ON AND I CANNOT HELP SEEING TIT BOTTOM SIGHED IS IT SO GRIEVOUS A FATE TO SEE INQUIRED I YES THROUGH MY SPECTACLES HE SAID TURNING SLOWLY AND LOOKING AT ME WITH WAN SOLEMNITY IT GREW DARK AS WE STOOD IN THE OFFICE TALKING AND TAKING OUR HATS WE WENT OUT TOGETHER THE NARROW STREET OF BUSINESS WAS DESERTED THE HEAVY IRON SHUTTERS WERE GLOOMILY CLOSED OVER THE WINDOWS FROM ONE OR TWO OFFICES STRUGGLED THE DIM GLEAM OF AN EARLY CANDLE BY WHOSE LIGHT SOME PERPLEXED ACCOUNTANT SAT BELATED AND HUNTING FOR HIS ERROR
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