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The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client – Charles Dickens (1812—1870)
The  son of a government clerk, Charles Dickens was born at Portsea in 1812. His  family moved to London shortly after his birth. The early London life of the  Dickens family was utilized in several of the son’s novels, especially in David  Copperfield. His first great success was with the Pickwick Papers, which  appeared serially in 1836.
The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client – Then  followed the novels which have become celebrated and are read the world over.  Dickens was an indefatigable writer, editor and, later in life, a public  reader. He wrote a number of short stories, of which The Old Man’s Tale of the  Queer Client is probably the most skilfully constructed and best written. It is  related by one of the characters in the Pickwick Papers.
The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer  Client
From  the Pickwick Papers
“TT  matters little,” said the old man, “where, or how, I picked up A this brief  history. If I were to relate it in the order in which it reached me, I should  commence in the middle, and when I had arrived at the conclusion, go back for a  beginning. It is enough for me to say that some of its circumstances passed  before my own eyes. For the remainder I know them to have happened, and there  are some persons yet living who will remember them but too well.
“In  the Borough High Street, near St. George’s Church, and on the same side of the  way, stands, as most people know, the smallest of our debtor’s prisons, the  Marshalsea. Although in later times it has been a very different place from the  sink of filth and dirt it once was, even its improved condition holds out but  little temptation to the extravagant, or consolation to the provident. The  condemned felon has as good a yard for air and exercise in Newgate, as the  insolvent debtor in the Marshalsea Prison.

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 12

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“`What now, what now?` said the old man. `What fresh misery is this? What do you want here?`“ `A word with you,` replied Heyling. As he spoke, he seated himself at the other end...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 11

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“At length, late one night, Heyling, of whom nothing had been seen for many weeks before, appeared at his attorney`s private residence, and sent up word that a gentleman wished to see him instantly....

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 10

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“ `But the costs, my dear sir, the costs of all this,` reasoned the attorney when he had recovered from his momentary surprise. `If the defendant be a man of straw, who is to...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 9

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“Three years had elapsed, when a gentleman alighted from a private carriage at the door of a London attorney, then well known as a man of no great nicety in his professional dealings; and...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 8

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“The tale told itself at once; some scattered garments lay on the beach; a human head was just visible above the waves at a little distance from the shore; and an old man, wringing...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 7

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“When the fever left him, and consciousness returned, he awoke to find himself rich and free: to hear that the parent who would have let him die in jail—would! who had let those who...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 6

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From the huge whirlpool which the sinking wreck occasioned, arose a shriek so loud and shrill—the death-cry of a hundred drowning creatures, blended into one fierce yell—that it rung far above the war-cry of...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 5

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“The deepest despair, and passion scarcely human, had made such fierce ravages on his face and form, in that one night, that his companions in misfortune shrunk affrighted from him as he passed by....

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 4

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“She had fainted one evening in her husband`s arms, and he had borne her to the open window, to revive her with the air, when the light of the moon falling full upon her...

The Old Man`s Tale of the Queer Client part 3

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“The father and mother looked on upon this, and upon each other, with thoughts of agony they dared not breathe in words. The healthy, strong-made man, who could have borne almost any fatigue of...

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