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was made of hair, but which looked far more as though it were
spun from filaments of silk or glass. His linen, though not of a
fineness in accordance with his stockings, was as white as the tops
of the waves that broke upon the neighbouring beach, or the
specks of sail that glinted in the sunlight far at sea. A face
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habitually suppressed and quieted, was still lighted up under the
quaint wig by a pair of moist bright eyes that it must have cost
their owner, in years gone by, some pains to drill to the composed
and reserved of Tellson’s Bank. He had a healthy
colour in his cheeks, and his face, though lined, bore few traces of
anxiety. But, perhaps the confidential bachelor clerks in Tellson’s
Bank were principally occupied with the cares of other people;
and perhaps second-hand cares, like second-hand clothes, come
easily off and on, Completing his resemblance to a man who was
sitting for his portrait, Mr. Lorry dropped off to sleep. The arrival
of his breakfast roused him, and he said to the drawer, as he
moved his chair to it:
“I wish accommodation prepared for a young lady who may
come here at any time today. She may ask for Mr. Jarvis Lorry, or
she may only ask for a gentleman from Tellson’s Bank. Please to
let me know.”
“Yes, sir. Tellson’s Bank in London, sir?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, sir. We have oftentimes the honour to entertain your
gentlemen in their travelling backwards and forwards betwixt
London and Paris, sir. A vast deal of travelling, sir, in Tellson and
Company’s House.”
“Yes. We are quite a French House, as well as an English one.”
“Yes, sir. Not much in the habit of such travelling yourself, I
think, sir?”
“Not of late years. It is fifteen years since we—since I—came
last from France.”
“Indeed, sir? That was before my time here, sir. Before our
people’s time here, sir. The George was in other hands at that
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time, sir.”
“I believe so.”
“But I would hold a pretty wager, sir, that a House like Tellson
and Company was flourishing, a matter of fifty, not to speak of
fifteen years ago?”
“You might treble that, and say a hundred and fifty, yet not be
far from the truth.”
“Indeed, sir!”
Rounding his mouth and both his eyes, as he stepped backward
from the table, the waiter shifted his napkin from his right arm to
his left, dropping into a comfortable attitude, and stood surveying
the guest while he ate and drank, as from an observatory or watchtower. According to the immemorial usage of waiters in all ages.
When Mr. Lorry had finished his breakfast, he went out for a
stroll on the beach. The little narrow, crooked town of Dover hid
itself away from the beach, and ran its head into the chalk cliffs,
like a marine ostrich. The beach was a desert of heaps of sea and
stones tumbling wildly about, and the sea did what it liked, and
what it liked was destruction. It thundered at the town, and
thundered at the cliffs, and brought the coast down, madly. The
air among the houses was of so strong a piscatory flavour that one
might have supposed sick fish went up to be dipped in it, as sick
people went down to be dipped into the sea. A little fishing was
done in the port, and a quantity of strolling about by night, and
looking seaward: particularly at those times when the tide made,
and was near flood. Small tradesmen, who did no business
whatever, sometimes unaccountably realised large fortunes, and it
was remarkable that nobody in the neighbourhood could endure a
lamplighter.
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As the day declined into the afternoon, and the air, which had
been at intervals clear enough to allow the French coast to be
seen, became again charged with mist and vapour, Mr. Lorry’s
thoughts seemed to cloud too. When it was dark, and he sat before
the coffee-room fire, awaiting his dinner as he had awaited his
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