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¡¡¡¡Mr. Stryver had left them in the passages, to shoulder his way back to the robing-room. Another person, who had not joined the group, or interchanged a word with any one of them, but who had been leaning against the wall where its shadow was darkest, had silently strolled out after the rest, and had looked on until the coach drove away. He now stepped up to where Mr. Lorry and Mr. Darnay stood upon the pavement. ¡¡
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¡¡"So, Mr. Lorry! Men of business may speak to Mr. Darnay now?" ¡¡¡¡Nobody had made any acknowledgment of Mr. Carton's part in the day's proceedings; nobody had known of it. He was unrobed, and was none the better for it in appearance. ¡¡¡¡"If you knew what a conflict goes on in the business mind, when the business mind is divided between good-natured impulse and business appearances, you would be amused, Mr. Darnay."
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Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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'Doen't fear me being any hindrance to you, I have no more to say, ma'am,' he remarked, as he moved towards the door. 'I come beer with no hope, and I take away no hope. I have done what I thowt should be done, but I never looked fur any good to come of my stan'ning where I do. This has been too evil a house fur me and mine, fur me to be in my right senses and expect it.' ¡¡¡¡With this, we departed; leaving her standing by her elbow-chair,
oil painting a picture of a noble presence and a handsome face. ¡¡¡¡We had, on our way out, to cross a paved hall, with glass sides and roof, over which a vine was trained. Its leaves and shoots were green then, and the day being sunny, a pair of glass doors leading to the garden were thrown open. Rosa Dartle, entering this way with a noiseless step, when we were close to them, addressed herself to me: ¡¡¡¡'You do well,' she said, 'indeed, to bring this fellow here!'
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'Doen't fear me being any hindrance to you, I have no more to say, ma'am,' he remarked, as he moved towards the door. 'I come beer with no hope, and I take away no hope. I have done what I thowt should be done, but I never looked fur any good to come of my stan'ning where I do. This has been too evil a house fur me and mine, fur me to be in my right senses and expect it.' ¡¡¡¡With this, we departed; leaving her standing by her elbow-chair,
oil painting a picture of a noble presence and a handsome face. ¡¡¡¡We had, on our way out, to cross a paved hall, with glass sides and roof, over which a vine was trained. Its leaves and shoots were green then, and the day being sunny, a pair of glass doors leading to the garden were thrown open. Rosa Dartle, entering this way with a noiseless step, when we were close to them, addressed herself to me: ¡¡¡¡'You do well,' she said, 'indeed, to bring this fellow here!'
Monday, December 10, 2007
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chinese flower painting What would I have given, to have been sent to the hardest school that ever was kept! - to have been taught something, anyhow, anywhere! No such hope dawned upon me. They disliked me; and they sullenly, sternly, steadily, overlooked me. I think Mr. Murdstone's means were straitened at about this time; but it is little to the purpose. He could not bear me; and in putting me from him he tried, as I believe, to put away the notion that I had any claim upon him - and succeeded. ¡¡¡¡I was not actively ill-used. I was not beaten, or starved;
oil painting but the wrong that was done to me had no intervals of relenting, and was done in a systematic, passionless manner. Day after day, week after week, month after month, I was coldly neglected. I wonder sometimes, when I think of it, what they would have done if I had been taken with an illness; whether I should have lain down in my lonely room, and languished through it in my usual solitary way, or whether anybody would have helped me out.
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chinese flower painting What would I have given, to have been sent to the hardest school that ever was kept! - to have been taught something, anyhow, anywhere! No such hope dawned upon me. They disliked me; and they sullenly, sternly, steadily, overlooked me. I think Mr. Murdstone's means were straitened at about this time; but it is little to the purpose. He could not bear me; and in putting me from him he tried, as I believe, to put away the notion that I had any claim upon him - and succeeded. ¡¡¡¡I was not actively ill-used. I was not beaten, or starved;
oil painting but the wrong that was done to me had no intervals of relenting, and was done in a systematic, passionless manner. Day after day, week after week, month after month, I was coldly neglected. I wonder sometimes, when I think of it, what they would have done if I had been taken with an illness; whether I should have lain down in my lonely room, and languished through it in my usual solitary way, or whether anybody would have helped me out.
Friday, November 23, 2007
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Angel, suddenly recollecting that Tess was overhearing this gloomy tale, went to shut the door between the passage and the ante-room to the inner parlour where she was; but his wife, flinging a shawl round her, had come to the outer room and was listening to the man's narrative, her eyes resting absently on the luggage and the drops of rain glistening upon it. ¡¡¡¡`And, more than this, there's Marian; she's been found dead drunk by the withy-bed - a girl who hev never been known to touch anything before except shilling ale; though, to be sure, 'a was always a good trencher-woman, as her face showed. It seems as if the maids had all gone out o' their minds!' ¡¡¡¡`And Izz?' asked Tess. ¡¡¡¡`Izz is about house as usual; but 'a do say 'a can guess how it happened; and she seems to be very low in mind about it, poor maid, as well she mid be. And so you see, sir, as all this happened just when we was packing your few traps and your Mis'ess's night-rail and dressing things into the cart, why, it belated me.
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Angel, suddenly recollecting that Tess was overhearing this gloomy tale, went to shut the door between the passage and the ante-room to the inner parlour where she was; but his wife, flinging a shawl round her, had come to the outer room and was listening to the man's narrative, her eyes resting absently on the luggage and the drops of rain glistening upon it. ¡¡¡¡`And, more than this, there's Marian; she's been found dead drunk by the withy-bed - a girl who hev never been known to touch anything before except shilling ale; though, to be sure, 'a was always a good trencher-woman, as her face showed. It seems as if the maids had all gone out o' their minds!' ¡¡¡¡`And Izz?' asked Tess. ¡¡¡¡`Izz is about house as usual; but 'a do say 'a can guess how it happened; and she seems to be very low in mind about it, poor maid, as well she mid be. And so you see, sir, as all this happened just when we was packing your few traps and your Mis'ess's night-rail and dressing things into the cart, why, it belated me.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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chinese flower painting Lando's plan? What is he doing here?" Chewie barked extensively. Han shook his head. "Is Luke crazy? Why'd you listen to him? That kidcan't even take care of himself, let alone rescue anyone." "Rowr ahragh awf ahraroww rowh rohngr grgrff rf rf." "A Jedi Knight? Come on. I'm out of it for a little while and everybody getsdelusions…" Chewbacca growled insistently. Han nodded dubiously in the blackness. "I'll believe it when I see it—" hecommented, walking stoutly into the wall. "If you'll excuse the expression." The iron main gate of Jabba's palace scraped open harshly, oiled only with sandand time. Standing outside in the dusty gale, staring into the black cavernousentranceway, was Luke Skywalker.
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chinese flower painting Lando's plan? What is he doing here?" Chewie barked extensively. Han shook his head. "Is Luke crazy? Why'd you listen to him? That kidcan't even take care of himself, let alone rescue anyone." "Rowr ahragh awf ahraroww rowh rohngr grgrff rf rf." "A Jedi Knight? Come on. I'm out of it for a little while and everybody getsdelusions…" Chewbacca growled insistently. Han nodded dubiously in the blackness. "I'll believe it when I see it—" hecommented, walking stoutly into the wall. "If you'll excuse the expression." The iron main gate of Jabba's palace scraped open harshly, oiled only with sandand time. Standing outside in the dusty gale, staring into the black cavernousentranceway, was Luke Skywalker.
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