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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens The Mystery of Edwin Drood — Chapter XVIII (1870)

Datchery, "of which they may indeed be proud. I would Ask His Honor (if I might be permitted) whether there are not many objects of great interest in the city which is under his beneficent sway?"
"We are, sir," returned Mr. Sapsea, "an ancient city, and an ecclesiastical city. We are a constitutional city, as it becomes such a city to be, and we uphold and maintain our glorious privileges."
"His Honor," said Mr. Datchery, bowing, "inspires me with a desire to know more of the city, and confirms me in my inclination to end my days in the city."
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens The Mystery of Edwin Drood — Chapter XVIII (1870)

Sapsea hailed, not sorry to show him a bright example of behaviour to superiors.
"Ah, Durdles! This is the mason, sir; one of our Cloisterham worthies; everybody here knows Durdles. Mr. Datchery, Durdles; a gentleman who is going to settle here."
"I wouldn't do it if I was him," growled Durdles. "We're a heavy lot."
"You surely don't speak for yourself, Mr. Durdles," returned Mr. Datchery, "any more than for His Honor."
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens The Mystery of Edwin Drood — Chapter XVIII (1870)

The Worshipful and the Worshipper then passed on together until they parted, with many ceremonies, at the Worshipful's door; even then, the Worshipper carried his hat under his arm, and gave his streaming white hair to the breeze.
Said Mr. Hatchery to himself that night, as he looked at his white hair in the gas-lighted looking-glass over the coffee-room chimney piece at the Crozier, and shook it out: "For a single buffer, of an easy temper, living idly on his means, I have had a rather busy afternoon!"
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