Chapter 64

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Even if Lydgate had been inclined to be quite open about his affairs, he knew that it would have hardly been in Mr. Farebrother's power to give him the help he immediately wanted. With the year's bills coming in from his tradesmen, with Dover's threatening hold on his furniture, and with nothing to depend on but slow dribbling payments from patients who must not be offended - for the handsome fees he had had from Freshitt Hall and Lowick Manor had been easily absorbed - nothing less than a thousand pounds would have freed him from actual embarrassment, and left a residue which, according to the favorite phrase of hopefulness in such circumstances, would have given him "time to look about him." Naturally, the merry Christmas bringing the happy New Year, when fellow-citizens expect to be p

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