The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... voice , looking down from his box . " What do you say , Tom ? " They both listened . " I say a horse at a canter coming up , Joe . " " I say a horse at a gallop , Tom , " returned the guard , leaving his hold of the door , and mounting ...
... voice , looking down from his box . " What do you say , Tom ? " They both listened . " I say a horse at a canter coming up , Joe . " " I say a horse at a gallop , Tom , " returned the guard , leaving his hold of the door , and mounting ...
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... voice called from the mist , " Is that the Dover mail ? ” " Never you mind what it is ? " the guard retorted . " What are you ? " " Is that the Dover mail ? " 66 Why do you want to know ? " " I want a passenger , if it is . ” " What ...
... voice called from the mist , " Is that the Dover mail ? ” " Never you mind what it is ? " the guard retorted . " What are you ? " " Is that the Dover mail ? " 66 Why do you want to know ? " " I want a passenger , if it is . ” " What ...
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... voice , if it is Jerry , " growled the guard to himself . " He's hoarser than suits me , is Jerry . " ) " Yes , Mr. Lorry . " " What is the matter ? " " A despatch sent after you from over yonder . T. and Co. " " I know this messenger ...
... voice , if it is Jerry , " growled the guard to himself . " He's hoarser than suits me , is Jerry . " ) " Yes , Mr. Lorry . " " What is the matter ? " " A despatch sent after you from over yonder . T. and Co. " " I know this messenger ...
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... voice ; a little foreign in its accent , but a very little indeed . " I kiss your hand , miss , " said Mr. Lorry , with the manners of an earlier date , as he made his formal bow again , and took his seat . " I received a letter from ...
... voice ; a little foreign in its accent , but a very little indeed . " I kiss your hand , miss , " said Mr. Lorry , with the manners of an earlier date , as he made his formal bow again , and took his seat . " I received a letter from ...
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... through his . She said , in a low , distinct , awe - stricken voice , as if she were saying it in a dream , " I am going to see his Ghost ! It will be his Ghost- not him ! " Mr. Lorry quietly chafed the hands that held his arm.
... through his . She said , in a low , distinct , awe - stricken voice , as if she were saying it in a dream , " I am going to see his Ghost ! It will be his Ghost- not him ! " Mr. Lorry quietly chafed the hands that held his arm.
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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!