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One day, after I had been talking for a long time, and we had put up our books, and were preparing to leave, he stood for some time by the window, gazing with a 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." ONE AFTER I HAD BEEN TALKING FOR A LONG TIME AND WE HAD PUT UP OUR BOOKS AND WERE PREPARING TO LEAVE HE STOOD FOR SOME TIME BY THE WINDOW GAZING WITH A 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
n at the office. And I have known him sometimes to reply, with a kind of dry, sad humor, not as if he enjoyed the joke, but as if the joke must be made, that he saw no reason why I should be dull because the season was so. "And what do I know of Aurelia, or any other girl?" he says to me with that abstracted air; "I, whose Aurelias were of another century, and another zone." Then he falls into a silence which it seems quite profane to interrupt. But as we sit upon our high stools, at the desk, opposite each other, I leaning upon my elbows, and looking at him, he, with sidelong face, glancing out of the window, as if it commanded a boundless landscape, instead of a dim, dingy office court, I cannot refrain from saying: "Well!" He turns slowly, and I go chatting on,--a little too loquacious perhaps, about those young girls. But I know that Titbottom regards such an excess as venial, for his sadness is so sweet that you could believe it the reflection of a smile from long, long years ago. INGS TO TIT BOTTOM DURING THE DULL SEASON AT THE OFFICE AND I HAVE KNOWN HIM SOMETIMES TO REPLY WITH A KIND OF DRY SAD HUMOUR NOT AS IF HE ENJOYED THE JOKE BUT AS IF THE JOKE MUST BE MADE THAT HE SAW NO REASON WHY I SHOULD BE DULL BECAUSE THE SEASON WAS SO AND WHAT DO I KNOW OF AURELIA OR ANY OTHER GIRL HE SAYS TO ME WITH THAT ABSTRACTED AIR I WHOSE AURELIAS WERE OF ANOTHER CENTURY AND ANOTHER ZONE THEN HE FALLS INTO A SILENCE WHICH IT SEEMS QUITE PROFANE TO INTERRUPT BUT AS WE SIT UPON OUR HIGH STOOLS AT THE DESK OPPOSITE EACH OTHER I LEANING UPON MY ELBOWS AND LOOKING AT HIM HE WITH SIDELONG FACE GLANCING OUT OF THE WINDOW AS IF IT COMMANDED A BOUNDLESS LANDSCAPE INSTEAD OF A DIM DINGY OFFICE COURT I CANNOT REFRAIN FROM SAYING WELL HE TURNS SLOWLY AND I GO CHATTING ON A LITTLE TOO LOQUACIOUS PERHAPS ABOUT THOSE YOUNG GIRLS BUT I KNOW THAT TIT BOTTOM REGARDS SUCH AN EXCESS AS VENAL FOR HIS SADNESS IS SO SWEET THAT YOU COULD BELIEVE IT THE REFLECTION OF A SMILE FROM LONG LONG YEARS AGO
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