Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, No. 726: November 24, 1877Various
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Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, No. 726: November 24, 1877
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Now, on this particular night, whether from over-exertion, exposure
to cold, or some other cause I know not, Mr Scrubbs happened to be
visited with certain premonitory symptoms of an approaching attack of
gout, whereupon he instinctively felt under his pillow for the valuable
specific I have referred to. He then remembered he had inadvertently
left it in the pocket of his greatcoat, which he had thrown upon the
sofa in the private sitting-room into which Mrs Scrubbs and himself had
been ushered on their arrival at the inn; whereupon, being unwilling to
disturb his better-half, who was in a profound sleep, he let himself
quietly out of bed, and throwing his dressing-gown over his shoulders,
proceeded to light his candle. Having done this, he gently opened the
door and sallied forth, leaving the door slightly ajar, in order that
he might the more easily find the room on his return.
It so chanced just about the time Mr Wormwood Scrubbs was proceeding
on the above mission, that Mrs Oliver Brown, who was too fatigued
to sleep, suddenly recollected that she had left her reticule with
her purse inside it on the table in the room where she and Mr Brown
had had their dinner; and wisely considering that it would not be
prudent to leave it there till morning, she resolved to descend to the
sitting-room and recover the bag at once; accordingly slipping out of
bed, she struck a light, and opening the bedroom door, stepped into the
corridor into which it led. She then proceeded to assure herself by a
reference to certain figures that were painted over the door-frames
of the several dormitories that the room she had just quitted was
number twenty-seven and no other; and having satisfied her mind on this
point, she left the door ajar, and gliding swiftly along the different
passages and down the cork-screw-shaped staircase, soon reached the
sitting-room, whence, having found the bag she was in search of, she
retraced her steps in the same rapid way, exercising her memory as
she went along by repeating the number of the room to which she was
returning.
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