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"My dear," I said, "you must know that our friend, Mr. Titbottom, is the happy possessor of a pair of wonderful spectacles. I have never seen them, indeed; and, from what he says, I should be rather afraid of being seen by them. Most short sighted persons are very glad to have the help of glasses; but Mr. Titbottom seems to find very little pleasure in his." MY DEAR I SAID YOU MUST KNOW THAT OUR FRIEND MISTER TIT BOTTOM IS THE HAPPY POSSESSOR OF A PAIR OF WONDERFUL SPECTACLES I HAVE NEVER SEEN THEM INDEED AND FROM WHAT HE SAYS I SHOULD BE RATHER AFRAID OF BEING SEEN BY THEM MOST SHORT SIGHTED PERSONS ARE VERY GLAD TO HAVE THE HELP OF GLASSES BUT MISTER TIT BOTTAM SEEMS TO FIND VERY LITTLE PLEASURE IN HIS
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. 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. "You will come and dine with us, Titbottom?" He assented by continuing to walk with me, and I think we were both glad when we reached the house, and Prue came to meet us, saying: "Do you know I hoped you would bring Mr. Titbottom to dine?" Titbottom smiled gently, and answered: "He might have brought his spectacles with him, and have been a happier man for it." Prue looked a little puzzled.  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 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 YOU WILL COME AND DINE WITH US TIT BOTTOM HE ASSENTED BY CONTINUING TO WALK WITH ME AND I THINK WE WERE BOTH GLAD WHEN WE REACHED THE HOUSE AND PRUE CAME TO MEET US SAYING DO YOU KNOW I HOPED YOU WOULD BRING MISTER TIT BOTTOM TO DINE TIT BOTTOM SMILED GENTLY AND ANSWERED HE MIGHT HAVE BROUGHT HIS SPECTACLES WITH HIM AND HAVE BEEN A HAPPIER MAN FOR IT PRUE LOOKED A LITTLE PUZZLED
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