The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... knew how or why , none dared to ask . Macallister , a mouton , or prison spy , causes , despite his verbose futile digressions , a shudder which cannot be for- gotten . The date of his experiences was 1755-1760 , sufficiently near the ...
... knew how or why , none dared to ask . Macallister , a mouton , or prison spy , causes , despite his verbose futile digressions , a shudder which cannot be for- gotten . The date of his experiences was 1755-1760 , sufficiently near the ...
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... knew about them ) , opened before him , and he went in among them with the great keys and the feebly - burning candle , and found them safe , and strong , and sound , and still , just as he had last seen them . But , though the bank was ...
... knew about them ) , opened before him , and he went in among them with the great keys and the feebly - burning candle , and found them safe , and strong , and sound , and still , just as he had last seen them . But , though the bank was ...
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... knew so well . Hush ! Let us draw further back . Hush ! " She had moved from the wall of the garret , very near to the bench on which he sat . There was something awful in his unconsciousness of the figure that could have put out its ...
... knew so well . Hush ! Let us draw further back . Hush ! " She had moved from the wall of the garret , very near to the bench on which he sat . There was something awful in his unconsciousness of the figure that could have put out its ...
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... knew , this is not the face she knew , this is not a voice she ever heard . No , no . She was - and He was - before the slow years of the North Tower - ages ago . What is your name , my gentle angel ? " Hailing his softened tone and ...
... knew , this is not the face she knew , this is not a voice she ever heard . No , no . She was - and He was - before the slow years of the North Tower - ages ago . What is your name , my gentle angel ? " Hailing his softened tone and ...
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... knew , this is not the face she knew , this is not a voice she ever heard . No , no . She was - and He was - before the slow years of the North Tower - ages ago . What is your name , my gentle angel ? " Hailing his softened tone and ...
... knew , this is not the face she knew , this is not a voice she ever heard . No , no . She was - and He was - before the slow years of the North Tower - ages ago . What is your name , my gentle angel ? " Hailing his softened tone and ...
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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!