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368ַַ:a g 9 559 v i p<`Halloa' the guard replied.`What o'clock do you make it, Joe?'`Ten minutes, good, past eleven.'`And all I can say of it is,' laughed Stryver with a vexed laugh, `that this--ha, ha!--beats everything past, present, and to come.'

`So much the better. His name?'

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`Well! About two leagues beyond the summit of that hill above the village.'

`What is it, brother? What's it about?'

Now, which of the multitude of faces that showed themselves before him was the true face of the buried person, the shadows of the night did not indicate; but they were all the faces of a man of five-and-forty by years, and they differed principally in the passions they expressed, and in the ghastliness of their worn and wasted state. Pride, contempt, defiance, stubbornness, submission, lamentation, succeeded one another; so did varieties of sunken cheek, cadaverous colour, emaciated hands and figures. But the face was in the main one face, and every head was prematurely white. A hundred times the dozing passenger inquired of this spectre:

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`Then you shall likewise know why. I am a disappointed drudge, sir. I care for no man on earth, and no man on earth cares for me.'

The turnkey fired the little pile, which blazed high and hot. Stooping again to come out at the low-arched door, they left it burning, and retraced their way to the court-yard; seeming to recover their sense of hearing as they came down, until they were in the raging flood once more.

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She was pale and trembling. He came to her relief with a fixed despair of himself which made the interview unlike any other that could have been holden.

`Will you go out?' "

<`That's quartering,' said Jerry. `Barbarous!'`I had to get into the front rank; I was not born there, was I?'

`You think so?' said Mr. Stryver. `Well! you have been present all day,, and you ought to know. You are a man of business, too.

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`And mind you!' said Mr. Cruncher. `No games tomorrow! If I, as a honest tradesman, succeed in providing a jinte of meat or two, none of your not touching of it, and sticking to bread. If I, as a honest tradesman, am able to provide a little beer, none of your declaring on water. When you go to Rome, do as Rome does. Rome will be a ugly customer to you, if you don't. `I'm your Rome, you know.'

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368ַŮӹ೦Ŷ󳦵 ֤ `What d'ye mean? What are you hooroaring at? What do you want to conwey to your own father, you young Rip? This boy is a getting too many for me!' said Mr. Cruncher, surveying him. `Him and his hooroars. Don't let me hear no more of you, or you shall feel some more of me. D'ye hear?' ϸ

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368ַ۱ֳ 15״ `I will, Mr. Carton.' ϸ

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