The Craze of Christina — page 11: what you’re looking at

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The Craze of Christina. 7 and health and good looks on his side as well, and the world is at his feet! And yet at this moment he almost wishes himself back again in his shabby back attic in the mean little street leading out of the Totten- ham-court Road! This half-formulated and wholly insensate desire, was principally on account of Docker. For to have unexpectedly inherited the hoarded- up wealth of a half-crazy old miser, who had never taken the faintest notice of him during his life, almost paled into insignificance beside the awful fact of having inherited his butler as well. Docker was not only terrible in his majestic solemnity, in the imperturbable gravity of his mien, in the cold contempt of his pale gray eye, in the immaculate whiteness and stiffness of his shirt-front and white tie—he was not only awe- inspiring by reason of these details—but he was in addition horrible to contemplate by reason of his immutability. _ There were certain very unpleasant condi- tions attached to the late Mr. Greville’s will, and Docker was one of them. Docker was like the eternal and everlasting Sphinx—he could never be removed. To the end of time Clifford believed that he would continue to fix those ConniclaoolkSs, eo)