The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy - five . Environed by them , while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded , those two of the large jaws , and those other two of the plain and the fair faces , trod ...
... close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy - five . Environed by them , while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded , those two of the large jaws , and those other two of the plain and the fair faces , trod ...
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... close company with it . If any one of the three had had the hardihood to propose to another to walk on a little ahead into the mist and darkness , he would have put himself in a fair way of getting shot instantly as a high- wayman . The ...
... close company with it . If any one of the three had had the hardihood to propose to another to walk on a little ahead into the mist and darkness , he would have put himself in a fair way of getting shot instantly as a high- wayman . The ...
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Charles Dickens. step , getting in ; the two other passengers were close behind him , and about to follow . He remained on the step , half in the coach and half out of it ; they remained in the road below him . They all looked from the ...
Charles Dickens. step , getting in ; the two other passengers were close behind him , and about to follow . He remained on the step , half in the coach and half out of it ; they remained in the road below him . They all looked from the ...
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... close ; there's nothing wrong . " " I hope there ain't , but I can't make so ' Nation sure of that , " said the guard , in gruff soliloquy . " Hallo you ! " " Well ! And hallo you ! " said Jerry , more hoarsely than before . " Come on ...
... close ; there's nothing wrong . " " I hope there ain't , but I can't make so ' Nation sure of that , " said the guard , in gruff soliloquy . " Hallo you ! " " Well ! And hallo you ! " said Jerry , more hoarsely than before . " Come on ...
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... close , and were of a fine texture ; his shoes and buckles , too , though plain , were trim . He wore an odd little sleek crisp flaxen wig , setting very close to his head which wig , it is to be presumed , was made of hair , but which ...
... close , and were of a fine texture ; his shoes and buckles , too , though plain , were trim . He wore an odd little sleek crisp flaxen wig , setting very close to his head which wig , it is to be presumed , was made of hair , but which ...
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Page 12 - WONDERFUL fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it!