The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... poor men use to say , " in one of his despatches . In All the Year Round the new story was published . The germ of the idea , " a vague fancy , " had occurred to Dickens when acting with his friends and children , in Wilkie Collins's ...
... poor men use to say , " in one of his despatches . In All the Year Round the new story was published . The germ of the idea , " a vague fancy , " had occurred to Dickens when acting with his friends and children , in Wilkie Collins's ...
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... poor father , whom I never saw - so long dead- " " Mr. Lorry moved in his chair , and cast a troubled look towards the hospital procession of negro cupids . As if they had any help for anybody in their absurd baskets ! " -rendered it ...
... poor father , whom I never saw - so long dead- " " Mr. Lorry moved in his chair , and cast a troubled look towards the hospital procession of negro cupids . As if they had any help for anybody in their absurd baskets ! " -rendered it ...
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... poor lady had suffered so intensely before her little child was born , that she came to the determination of sparing the poor child the inheritance of any part of the agony she had known the pains of , by rearing her in the belief that ...
... poor lady had suffered so intensely before her little child was born , that she came to the determination of sparing the poor child the inheritance of any part of the agony she had known the pains of , by rearing her in the belief that ...
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... poor wronged gentleman , and , with a fair sea voyage , and a fair land journey , you will be soon at his dear side . ” She repeated in the same tone , sunk to a whisper , “ I have been free , I have been happy , yet his Ghost has never ...
... poor wronged gentleman , and , with a fair sea voyage , and a fair land journey , you will be soon at his dear side . ” She repeated in the same tone , sunk to a whisper , “ I have been free , I have been happy , yet his Ghost has never ...
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... poor young lady , by laying a brawny hand upon his chest , and sending him flying back against the nearest wall . ( " I really think this must be a man ! " was Mr. Lorry's breathless reflection , simultaneously with his coming against ...
... poor young lady , by laying a brawny hand upon his chest , and sending him flying back against the nearest wall . ( " I really think this must be a man ! " was Mr. Lorry's breathless reflection , simultaneously with his coming against ...
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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!