No Thoroughfare by Charles Dickens;Wilkie Collins
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"Certainly clever." "A good musician." (He had played very well, and sung very well, overnight.) "Unquestionably a good musician." "And talks well." "Yes," said George Vendale, ruminating, "and talks well. Do you know, Wilding, it oddly occurs to me, as I think about him, that he doesn't keep silence well!" "How do you mean? He is not obtrusively talkative." "No, and I don't mean that. But when he is silent, you can hardly help vaguely, though perhaps most unjustly, mistrusting him. Take people whom you know and like. Take any one you know and like." "Soon done, my good fellow," said Wilding. "I take you." "I didn't bargain for that, or foresee it," returned Vendale, laughing. "However, take me. Reflect for a moment. Is your approving knowledge of my interesting face mainly founded (however various the momentary expressions it may include) on my face when I am silent?" "I think it is," said Wilding. "I think so too. Now, you see, when Obenreizer speaks--in other words, |
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