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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens,  Little Dorrit — Book 2, Chapter 12 (1857)

“ Bishop, who had just now made a third with Bar and Ferdinand, but whose innocence had again cut him out of the subject and washed him in sweet oil, was seen to approach Lord Decimus and glide into conversation.
‘I must get Merdle’s doctor to catch and secure him, I suppose,’ said Ferdinand; ‘and then I must lay hold of my illustrious kinsman, and decoy him if I can—drag him if I can’t—to the conference.’
‘Since you do me the honour,’ said Bar, with his sliest smile, to ask for my poor aid, it shall be yours with the greatest pleasure. I don’t think this is to be done by one man.
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens,  Little Dorrit — Book 2, Chapter 12 (1857)

“ Mr Merdle stood in one of his drawing-rooms, with his back to the fire, waiting for the arrival of his important guests. He seldom or never took the liberty of standing with his back to the fire unless he was quite alone. In the presence of the Chief Butler, he could not have done such a deed. He would have clasped himself by the wrists in that constabulary manner of his, and have paced up and down the hearthrug, or gone creeping about among the rich objects of furniture, if his oppressive retainer had appeared in the room at that very moment. ”
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens,  Little Dorrit — Book 2, Chapter 12 (1857)

“ The Chief Butler, the Avenging Spirit of this great man’s life, relaxed nothing of his severity. He looked on at these dinners when the bosom was not there, as he looked on at other dinners when the bosom was there; and his eye was a basilisk to Mr Merdle. He was a hard man, and would never bate an ounce of plate or a bottle of wine. He would not allow a dinner to be given, unless it was up to his mark. ”
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