The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... daughter , sir . " " A daughter . A - a - matter of business - don't be distressed . Miss , if the poor lady had suffered so intensely before her little child was born , that she came to the determination of sparing the poor child the ...
... daughter , sir . " " A daughter . A - a - matter of business - don't be distressed . Miss , if the poor lady had suffered so intensely before her little child was born , that she came to the determination of sparing the poor child the ...
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... daughter's waist , and held her ; for he felt that she was sinking . " A - a - a - business , business ! " he urged , with a moisture that was not of business shining on his cheek . " Come in , come in ! " “ I am afraid of it , " she ...
... daughter's waist , and held her ; for he felt that she was sinking . " A - a - a - business , business ! " he urged , with a moisture that was not of business shining on his cheek . " Come in , come in ! " “ I am afraid of it , " she ...
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... daughter by the door . When he had stood , for a minute or two , by the side of Defarge , the shoemaker looked up . He showed no surprise at seeing another figure , but the unsteady fingers of one of his hands strayed to his lips as he ...
... daughter by the door . When he had stood , for a minute or two , by the side of Defarge , the shoemaker looked up . He showed no surprise at seeing another figure , but the unsteady fingers of one of his hands strayed to his lips as he ...
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... daughter ? " She sighed " No. " " Who are you ? " Not yet trusting the tones of her voice , she sat down on the bench beside him . He recoiled , but she laid her hand upon his arm . A strange thrill struck him when she did so , and ...
... daughter ? " She sighed " No. " " Who are you ? " Not yet trusting the tones of her voice , she sat down on the bench beside him . He recoiled , but she laid her hand upon his arm . A strange thrill struck him when she did so , and ...
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... daughter fell upon her knees before him , with her appealing hands upon his breast . 66 " O , sir , at another time you shall know my name , and who my mother was , and who my father , and how I never knew their hard , hard history ...
... daughter fell upon her knees before him , with her appealing hands upon his breast . 66 " O , sir , at another time you shall know my name , and who my mother was , and who my father , and how I never knew their hard , hard history ...
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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!