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wife, whose heart could beat with greater truth to you than mine does.' 'I know it, dear Mama!' cried Florence. 'From that first most happy day I have known it.' 'Most happy day!' Edith seemed to repeat the words involuntarily, and went on. 'Though the merit is not mine, for I thought little of you until I saw you, let the undeserved reward be mine in your trust and love. And in this--in this, Florence; on the first night of my taking up my abode here; I am led on as it is best I should be, to say it for the first and last time.' Florence, without knowing why, felt almost afraid to hear her proceed, but kept her eyes riveted on the beautiful face so fixed upon her own. 'Never seek to find in me,' said Edith, laying her hand upon her breast, 'what is not here. Never if you can help it, Florence, fall off from me because it is not here. Little by little you will know me better, and the time will come when you will know me, as I know myself. Then, be as lenient to me as you can, and do not turn to bitterness the only sweet remembrance I shall have.' The tears that were visible in her eyes as she kept them fixed on Florence, showed that the composed face was but as a handsome mask; but she preserved it, and continued: 'I have seen what you say, and know how true it is. But believe me--you will soon, if you cannot now--there is no one on this earth less qualified to set it right or help you, Florence, than I. Never ask me why, or speak to me about it or of my husband, more. There should be, so far, as division, and a silence between us two, like the grave itself.' She sat for some time silent; Florence scarcely venturing to breathe meanwhile, as dim and imperfect shadows of the truth, and all its daily consequences, chased each other through her terrified, yet incredulous imagination. Almost as soon as she had ceased to speak, Edith's face began to subside from its set composure to that quieter and more relenting aspect,
which it usually wore when she and Florence were alone together. She shaded it, after this change, with her hands; and when she arose, and with an affectionate embrace bade Florence good night, went quickly, and without looking round. But when Florence was in bed, and the room was dark except for the glow of the fire, Edith returned, and saying that she could not sleep, and that her dressing-room was lonely, drew a chair upon the hearth, and watched the embers as they died away. Florence watched them too from her bed, until they, and the noble figure before them, crowned with its flowing hair, and in its thoughtful eyes reflecting back their light, became confused and indistinct, and finally were lost in slumber. In her sleep, however, Florence could not lose an undefined impression of what had so recently passed. It formed the subject of her dreams, and haunted her; now in one shape, now in another; but always oppressively; and with a sense of fear. She dreamed of seeking her father in wildernesses, of following his track up fearful heights, and down into deep mines and caverns; of being charged with something that would release him from extraordinary suffering--she knew not what, or why--yet never being able to attain the goal and set him free. Then she saw him dead, upon that very bed, and in that very room, and knew that he had never loved her to the last, and fell upon his cold breast, passionately weeping. Then a prospect opened, and a river flowed, and a plaintive voice she knew, cried, 'It is running on, Floy! It has never stopped! You are moving with it!' And she saw him at a distance stretching out his arms towards her, while a figure such as Walter's used to be, stood near him, awfully serene and still. In every vision, Edith came and went, sometimes to her joy, sometimes to her sorrow, until they were along upon the brink of a dark grave, and Edith pointing down, she looked and saw--what!--another Edith lying at the bottom. In the terror of this dream, she cried out and awoke, she thought. A soft voice seemed to whisper in her ear, 'Florence, dear Florence, it is nothing but a dream!' and stretching out her arms, she returned the caress of her new mama, who then went out at the door in the light of the grey morning. In a moment, Florence sat up wondering whether this had really taken place or
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CHARLES DICKENS DOMBEY AND SON CHAP
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oarding-schools and books. Mr. Domb
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conjunction with Doctor Parker Peps
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His meditations on the subject were
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clipping a step of ordinary compass
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should designate him.' 'Why, my dea
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perfectly colourless face, and deep
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It appeared so probable that such a
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your account. But it did so happen,
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into a close private examination of
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have it when and how she pleases. M
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child's foster-father to the door,
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'As to living, Richards, you know,'
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On Richards, who was established up
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'Yes, my pretty,' answered Richards
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'And the child's heart,' said Polly
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Florence. 'Oh! there's a Tartar wit
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'Good evening, Richards.' Just the
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pride, his previous feelings of ind
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The little altercation between them
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telescopes, compasses, charts, maps
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oad. No. He was not among the bobbi
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about ships that are going to sail,
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shall now beg to propose Mr. Solomo
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'I'll do everything I can, Uncle, t
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suppose we change the subject.' The
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'But he's chockfull of science,' he
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know all about her, I shall make bo
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connexion and influence.' 'I don't
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soul. In all his life, he had never
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'Startled fawn?' suggested Miss Tox
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'I'll trouble you also, if you plea
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conscientious goblin of the bull sp
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'How do you do, Miss Tox?' said Mr.
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osoms. Miss Tox's hand trembled as
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look, that he would like to catch h
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'Expose him to,' said Mrs. Chick. '
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thanks; but finding it quite imposs
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CHAPTER VI Paul's Second Deprivatio
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lying near it could have laughed, i
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aspect. 'I never was so glad to see
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these disclosures, she partook of s
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With a wild confusion before her, o
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'I'm not a going to keep you, even,
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ones, and smoked a very short black
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'Now then!' said this man, happenin
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efore him. 'Don't cry, Miss Dombey,
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Florence, he still stood glancing a
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Florence on the sofa and his nephew
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to say it's all right, Sir. Miss Do
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the wooden midshipman behind him se
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CHAPTER VII A Bird's-eye Glimpse of
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Bagstock, old J. Bagstock, old Josh
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of Miss Tox's own copying. Over and
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eams belonging to Miss Tox; then wo
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Chick or Miss Tox--dared ever whisp
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and turning the old face up towards
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mind of his son, who listened atten
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the matter with Paul, and what Mr.
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'There is nothing to be made uneasy
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Florence, my dear Paul,' returned h
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stood, reviewing the new-comers, li
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uilding;' and slumber fell upon the
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'What's that?' inquired Paul. 'Neve
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uncle's child took on just as Maste
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Master Paul is not too fond of you.
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'Weeks off?' asked Paul. 'Yes, dear
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the case of Walter and Florence; an
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'What is it, Uncle? Customers?' 'Ay
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you wouldn't have had the whole wei
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'Is there anything the matter?' ask
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The captain was one of those timber
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Walter, who had by this time recove
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Old Sol returned the pressure of hi
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interruption to the current of his
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used to observe with chuckles at hi
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is Joseph:' but it's a great name,
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At length Mr. Dombey, bringing down
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een so bold as to come on my own ac
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anything to help him out of his dif
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'Lend it to his old uncle, eh?' ret
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gentleman's right hand in his own s
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and showed no symptoms of decline.
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consternation was occasioned in the
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'There is a great deal of nonsense-
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which he was to shine; and that Doc
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the stiffest possible cravats. It w
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'What is the matter, Mrs. Pipchin?'
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Dombey, introducing Mrs. Pipchin, w
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The Doctor might have called him th
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eceived the pang that wrung his pro
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Mrs. Blimber and Miss Blimber came
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mysterious, that he didn't know whe
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neck-cloths, which were very stiff
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and on its way to whom Paul present
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'Take some water, Johnson--dishes,
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tomorrow. In the meantime Mr. Feede
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never sleepy. 'Now, Dombey,' said M
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the lesson, when it was nearly all
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'But you can buy me the books, Susa
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the young gentlemen's nearest relat
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'--Don't you think you would rather
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stall of choice fruit at the corner
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wholly at his ease in that stately
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smile; 'humming musical recollectio
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of surprise, and taking up the pen
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Walter to close the door. 'John Car
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'It is no service to me,' said the
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I had seen direct cause, I would ha
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CHAPTER XIV Paul grows more and mor
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meant he was sorry they were going
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whether six three-fourths meant six
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had long had another purpose always
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'Mine, Sir?' said Paul. 'Your invit
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him, did both at once. How Mr. Toot
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went home, at his urgent solicitati
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ecovered its familiar aspect, and r
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In those days immediately before th
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instrument; and appeared to find th
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'Young gentlemen, ma'am; yes, ma'am
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Sir Barnet Skettles looked after Mr
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They all loved Florence! How could
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quite a noisy leave of Paul; waving
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CHAPTER XV Amazing Artfulness of Ca
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had produced so powerful an effect,
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'If I live and have my health,' sai
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'Turn again, Whittington,' muttered
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In spite of his respect for Captain
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eing at length attired to his own c
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as anything but the same artless, g
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towns within themselves, originatin
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oads, and that Miss Blimber went in
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apid river. He felt forced, sometim
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Paul looked at Florence with a flut
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'And who is this? Is this my old nu
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CHAPTER XVII Captain Cuttle does a
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MacStinger, and the possibility of
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As it was a contest of affection an
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'What name was it you said?' asked
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'What do you think now, Captain Cut
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Captain more teeth at one time, tha
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'Why, so long as I know that,' purs
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in the success of their innocent de
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women, Mr. Dombey passes through th
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proposes with a sigh, 'Amendment to
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plunged.' 'Dear aunt!' said Florenc
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It was a natural emotion, not to be
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the little bed. When any sharp sens
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And did that breast of Florence--Fl
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Florence gave him her hand, and sai
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looking down into the street, stari
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mistress's door, she said hurriedly
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In its standing open, even by so mu
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could never more come back. 'I will
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little stock of books and pictures,
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feeling of my heart, and I should h
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'Ye--Yes,' returned old Sol, rubbin
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'No, Walter,' returned Florence wit
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Florence at parting recapitulated t
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In spite of her request, he could n
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een at once happiness and remorse t
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'No, no, I couldn't indeed!' cried
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'Major,' returned Mr. Dombey, 'you
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'You mean Miss Tox,' retorted Mr. D
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nothing should induce him to submit
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of Mr. Towlinson, a pile of the Maj
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Dombey of what had passed between t
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He found no pleasure or of relief i
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divided with him the love and memor
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all day: so that when evening came
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there were anything in all the worl
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'Mr. Dombey is devoted to Nature, I
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with the very slightest inclination
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him,' said the Major. 'That's his h
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are not the cause of your ceasing t
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'My dearest Edith rallies me, you s
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'Mrs. Granger has been kind enough
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points of the game: who registered
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'As I?' exclaimed the Manager. 'As
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Carker, you would arrange to come d
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'it mightn't be best for me to tell
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'An't you a thief?' said Mr. Carker
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it, while Uncle Sol looked over him
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'If you have lied to me,' said Mr.
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their fists. The younger Toodles cl
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seen the gentleman away?' 'I don't
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Mr. Carker the Manager rode on at a
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The man would rather think she was,
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'Just another!' said Mr. Toots. 'Go
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CHAPTER XXIII Florence solitary, an
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wonder. For Florence lived alone in
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But there was one thought, scarcely
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'They know what they're about, if e
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acquiescent, they were soon equippe
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'Why how can I go and fetch him whe
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days. On these occasions, Mrs. MacS
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een cleaned, the walls had been cle
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low, do blow--overhaul the Catechis
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that terrible fire-ship; and the Ca
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'Bunsby,' said the Captain, strikin
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seemed to wish to recall that answe
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Cuttle, however, whose admiration o
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after dark, and look in through the
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young Barnet chafed, was the compan
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never done so from her cradle. She
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'I never will!' exclaimed the child
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Even in the response she made the o
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word to the pretty young lady?' The
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She thought that if she heard such
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'Nothing,' said Florence, 'but my--
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'When I woke this morning, Captain,
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elations with the parties, Captain
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terrible apprehension strengthened
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for the last time. The sense the Ca
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consciousness of his enormous crime
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CHAPTER XXVI Shadows of the Past an
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'Very great indeed,' said Mr. Dombe
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man, Gay, ever impressed me favoura
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Here the Major, under cover of the
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'Wretched man!' cried Mrs. Skewton,
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and I really don't see what is to b
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Kenilworth, to-morrow, to be preced
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the postscript. 'What you will, Mam
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friend, I ought rather to call him-
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'Fill this to the brim, you scoundr
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thought nothing about it; and Mr. D
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ground. But he found he was mistake
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Mr. Carker laughed, and turned upon
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enchanting coincidences that I ever
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'Oh!' smiled Carker, with humility,
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was ever on the formal head of Mr.
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Nevertheless, Mrs. Skewton was so c
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There happened to be in the foregro
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The dinner was the counterpart of y
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maid appeared, according to custom,
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him! When he came to view me--perha
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Florence gently looked at her, and
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fascination in Florence's thoughts.
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he would either christen it Poll or
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entering at the moment, Mr. Toots w
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Full of such thoughts, they turned
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'Florence,' said her father, puttin
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'Hush! Begin by thinking well of me
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Miss Tox sat down upon the widow-se
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'My Louisa,' said the mild Miss Tox
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if I venture to observe in referenc
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enough to consider me so; one so li
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proved remedies. And when, at lengt
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'In my own defence,' faltered Miss
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would have been a long time before
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Florence's neck with her arm. 'But
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'We have come to London now, my mot
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'And how,' said Mr. Skewton, on the
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her self-engrossment did not troubl
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into the dining-room. Florence and
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smell prevailing as if the ashes of
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'My dear Dombey,' said Cleopatra, '
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shaking, peevish figure of the moth
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'She is so much to me, that rather
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Hovering feebly round the church, a
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The men who play the bells have got
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Sir,'--and here he hits himself har
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'I am rejoiced, I am sure,' says Mr
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and Mr. Sownds the Beadle, group th
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The carriages are once more at the
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of the champagne in his cheeks. 'Up
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'Therefore,' says Cousin Feenix, 'I
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excitement came on so soon, appears
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CHAPTER XXXII The Wooden Midshipman
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'Yes, Captain,' said Rob. 'Very goo
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Captain Cuttle descended slowly to
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towards the little parlour, whither
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daybreak, he went over the side,' s
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said, though!' Mr. Toots, endeavour
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mind him; and presently turned roun
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Page 567 and 568: 'Whoever you may be, Sir,' answered
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Page 573 and 574: She rose up, bound her handkerchief
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Page 579 and 580: did not appear. 'There was a child
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Page 583 and 584: 'He will thrive in spite of that,'
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Page 599 and 600: 'Papa will not expect to find me, I
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Page 611 and 612: Mr. Dombey was a grave sight, being
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Page 617 and 618: dismissal, 'good night to you!' Mr.
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Page 621 and 622: 'My dearest Edith,' hinted Cleopatr
Page 623 and 624: could not own her loathing of, or t
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Page 629 and 630: 'Well, I am sure, Edith!' she would
Page 631 and 632: tumbled down before the mirror. The
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Page 637 and 638: 'Money, mother! He'll never make mo
Page 639 and 640: 'And now, Mrs. Richards,' said Miss
Page 641 and 642: attendant gossip prolonged the time
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Page 651 and 652: went away down the street grinning
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The Captain, well pleased to receiv
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were acquainted with my design, you
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other, Charles MacStinger, popularl
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lose sleep for--and to faint along
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at the door, was succeeded by Bunsb
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Towards his first wife, Mr. Dombey,
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have been racked to death, and turn
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'Madam,' said Mr. Dombey, with his
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to say to you at present, Mrs. Domb
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and otherwise expressionless gaze,
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choose but look, although he looked
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Flowers seeming to jog her memory,
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despair.' Cleopatra shuddered, and
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dropped down again, almost as if it
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'And treated undutifully enough, to
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through and through by the touch of
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is extremely inky; and his Lexicon
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'If you would allow me to--if you w
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his brains out. Mr. Feeder strongly
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arm--part of a figure of some tomb,
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There's a Mausoleum down at my plac
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transformed as to his outer man, an
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'Yes, Sir,' replied the abject Grin
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'You can afford to say so,' returne
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'But he is one of that family from
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which Mr. Dombey could not comprehe
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ound to do Mrs. Dombey the justice
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Dombey is aware of the probability
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Mr. Carker signified his understand
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triumph to see the glance droop and
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He again found Edith alone with Flo
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her widened the separation from her
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eing tired out when you was as broa
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held Florence rooted to the ground.
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Florence was more frightened than b
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'And I have dreamed,' she said, 'th
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staircase during the whole forenoon
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cried Susan Nipper, bursting into t
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leave a person like this at liberty
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that she might take an immediate an
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in recollection of the mines, was a
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Susan abandoned herself to her grie
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The Trusty Agent EDITH went out alo
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'To be addressed by Mrs. Dombey,' h
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could better foresee, for who has h
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this indication of a knowledge on h
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eturn to that subject; but the two
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'I am forgiven, and have explained
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one day, he was as unconscious of t
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injuries, 'that you was dead long a
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you, Misses Brown, can't you?' said
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'He and she?' 'What, Mr. and Mrs. D
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quietly back, caught the hand in he
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'And have you nothing, Spaniel,' sa
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me, and tampering with me, I am now
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and repellent at his side, and some
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and have every sense, conferred upo
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since and before, or only remembere
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'It is enough,' said Edith, after a
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frozen up in the bold, angry hardih
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in her eyes, when they were turned
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She rose up as if to leave the room
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was roused by what she said, into a
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'No, Mrs. Dombey,' he resumed. 'No,
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Florence had heard enough before qu
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'Mr. Dombey is in his own room, Mis
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night. She had just come from her m
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Ran out of his house. A moment, and
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passengers more numerous, the shops
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'Captain Cuttle! Is it you?' exclai
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In evidence of these convictions, D
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Florence to walk upstairs. If he co
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and his desire to get rid of Mr. To
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preparation for the interview he wa
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with his sleeve as he had done alre
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of pleasure in her face, when she s
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hours ago, instead of weeks or mont
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Florence answered 'Yes.' 'And Wal'r
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The Captain was not troubled with t
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At any other time the Captain would
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slow, gruff reader, and frequently
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is it? Dear Captain Cuttle, it turn
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child--aye, many a time!--and when
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taken out of his shirt-collar, to s
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'--Walter!' she exclaimed, surprise
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to Mrs. MacStinger, and kept prison
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even if he were dead! Some one woul
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packet, or ship letter, you underst
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would the guile and guilt of my hea
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Mr. Toots had discharged those word
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e a flattery to call a--a marble mo
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consequence at all.' 'What we thoug
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days; and in the meanwhile Florence
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He sat down opposite to her, lookin
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'Respect,' said Walter, in a low to
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eath I will breathe your name to Go
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Mr. Dombey and the World WHAT is th
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usy everywhere, with nothing else b
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in this very melancholy affair, and
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'To tell you my mind, Lucretia,' sa
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y the Chair, who says, Gentlemen, h
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incredulity. The old woman, without
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close at his elbow, and who, when h
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Mr. Dombey followed her with his ey
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'To Master, dear?' said the old wom
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'He don't care for me! He don't car
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you? Call yourselves females, too!'
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'And nothing to do, Rob?' 'Nothing
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unwilling Grinder. 'Well, Rob? Well
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The old woman held up her finger ag
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obliterate the word; and not conten
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milder enemy to encounter than the
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Sir.' John Carker broke the seal, w
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He covered his face with both his h
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you together. He will certainly hel
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the business and its owner were his
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made up my mind, at all events, not
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esults so plain and clear, that ref
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It was almost dark, and she was sit
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'What came of that, I needn't say.
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'I fear I must. Let my arm go!' 'No
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opened, and the light let in, trace
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addressed her in the French tongue
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Not a word. Not a look. Her eyes co
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'Why, if,' she said, surveying him
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'Your memory is so distinct,' he re
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The foam was on his lips; the wet s
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great confusion, he knew one of the
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He raised his wicked face, so full
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and rage and baffled villany. Occas
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noise?' 'Behind. Is it not another
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long, long road, gathered up, dull
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With this purpose he slunk into a r
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For now, indeed, it was no fancy. T
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'Not then, Sir. Two gentlemen came
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here my own dear dove with nobody t
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'Miss Dombey,' said Mr. Toots. 'To
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the present moment, in a most remar
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'Is as follers,' echoed the Captain
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anywhere--everywhere! Walter is poo
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eating of her own for him, all hars
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'Florence, love, the lading of our
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victim to the thraldom of Blimber,
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going on there, Mr. Toots was after
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comforter lifted themselves up agai
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'What you asked, Sol Gills?' repeat
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The colour all went out of the Capt
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Walter, vacated Florence's room, an
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'Why then, here's all about it, Mas
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e given away, as an extraordinary p
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frank, as hopeful, and more proud o
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little; but Captain Cuttle helps hi
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coping-stone of the railings, until
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that hour, rest in that belief."' S
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The world was very busy now, in soo
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would tell him that his son Josh wa
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'In mourning,' she said. The violon
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was silent, she asked him hurriedly
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you will; and that, from this time,
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harmonious blacksmiths, seemed to o
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Mrs. Wickam, standing at the foot o
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'My handsome gal--' Heaven, what a
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she sat down in her old seat, and s
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Mr. Towlinson and company are, at f
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Mr. Towlinson don't know either; no
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who is there again, and full to the
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staggering by the dozen together on
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heard of such obstinacy as his stay
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quellings of young children, sharp
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And the ruined man. How does he pas
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thoughts, or harsh is anger had bee
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little by little, more and more, as
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'Papa, love, I am a mother. I have
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Miss Tox addressed herself to a bul
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CHAPTER LX Chiefly Matrimonial THE
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The Doctor with his learned legs, a
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'You see,' said Mr. Toots, 'what I
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fixing his eyes on his wife, as if
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on the unhappy gentleman's account,
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was the widow of a Mr. Bokum, who h
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Sheer off! I'll cover your retreat.
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Toots and his wife had, in fact, ju
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ecall that night he had so recently
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Florence then remembered Cousin Fee
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eg to assure you that there is noth
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had, by this time, put her hand in
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am sure you wish that I should ask
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she would have begged him to say no
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'Not,' she replied, 'if they have t
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formed an uncommonly good opinion o
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That hazel-eyed bachelor, a bachelo
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more remarkable than the perfection
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uncomfortable sensation--does such
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