The weather being hot, he had no cravat, and wore his shirt collar wide open; so that every time he spoke something was seen to twitch and jerk up in his throat, like the little hammers in a harpsichord when the notes are struck. Perhaps it was the Truth feebly endeavouring to leap to his lips. If so, it never reached them.
Charles DickensAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer
- Nationality: english
- Born: February 7, 1812
- Died: June 9, 1870