‘Know him! Better far than all the Reverend Parsons put together know him.’ Mrs. Tope’s care has spread a very neat, clean breakfast ready for her lodger. Before sitting down to it, he opens his corner-cupboard door; takes his bit of chalk from its shelf; adds one thick line to the score, extending from the top of the cupboard door to the bottom; and then falls to with an appetite.
The Mystery of Edwin Drood
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Charles Dickens
