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consideration of Fanny's swimming eyes, nothing more was said on the first day than to drink their good health; but on the second it led to something farther. William was kindly commended and his promotion hoped for. "And there is no reason to suppose," added Sir Thomas, "but that his visits to us may now be tolerably frequent. As to Edmund, we must learn to do without him. This will be the last winter of his belonging to us, as he has done." ¡¡¡¡
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"Yes," said Lady Bertram, "but I wish he was not going away. They are all going away, I think. I wish they would stay at home." ¡¡¡¡ This wish was levelled principally at Julia, who had just applied for permission to go to town with Maria; and as Sir Thomas thought it best for each daughter that the permission should be granted, Lady Bertram, though in her own good-nature she would not have prevented it, was lamenting the change it made in

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¡¡¡¡An accidental circumstance cemented the intimacy between Steerforth and me, in a manner that inspired me with great pride and satisfaction, though it sometimes led to inconvenience. It happened on one occasion, when he was doing me the honour of talking to me in the playground, that I hazarded the observation that something or somebody - I forget what now - was like something or somebody in Peregrine Pickle. He said nothing at the time;
oil paintingbut when I was going to bed at night, asked me if I had got that book? ¡¡¡¡I told him no, and explained how it was that I had read it, and all those other books of which I have made mention. ¡¡¡¡'And do you recollect them?' Steerforth said. ¡¡¡¡'Oh yes,' I replied; I had a good memory, and I believed I recollected them very well. ¡¡¡¡'Then I tell you what, young Copperfield,' said Steerforth, 'you shall tell 'em to me. I can't get to sleep very early at night, and I generally wake rather early in the morning. We'll go over 'em one after another. We'll make some regular Arabian Nights of it.'

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Angel, I live entirely for you. I love you too much to blame you for going away, and I know it was necessary you should find a farm. Do not think I shall say a word of sting or bitterness. Only come back to me. I am desolate without you, my darling, O, so desolate! I do not mind having to work: but if you will send me one little line, and say, `I am coming soon', I will bide on, Angel - O, so cheerfully! ¡¡¡¡It has been so much my religion ever since we were married to be faithful to you in every thought and look, that even when a man speaks a compliment to me before I am aware, it seems wronging you. Have you never felt one little bit of what you used to feel when we were at the dairy? If you have, how can you keep away from me? I am the same woman, Angel, as you fell in love with; yes, the very same! - not the one you disliked

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very strange indeed! First the Army & Navy Stores and now here.Very unusual places those particular two people chose! But no! She was wrong. Miss Marpletook a second and stronger pair of glasses from her bag. Yes, she had been mistaken. Therewas a certain similarity, of course. That long straight blonde hair; but this was not BessSedgwick. It was someone years younger. Of course! It was the daughter! The young girl whohad come into Bertram's with Lady Selina Hazy's friend, Colonel Luscombe. But the man was the same man who had beenlunching with Lady Sedgwick in the Army & Navy Stores. No doubt about it, the samehandsome, hawklike look, the same leanness, the same predatory toughness and – yes, the same strong, virile attraction.

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him all of a sudden, which she attributed to the gravity of the moment, the import oftheir mission. But then she sensed a change in him, too, a difference of substancethat seemed to radiate from his very core—something that she alone could see. "What is it, Luke?" she whispered. She suddenly wanted to hold him; shecould not have said why. "Nothing. I'll tell you someday," he murmured quietly. It was distinctly notnothing, though. "All right," she answered, not pushing. "I'll wait." She wondered. Maybehe was just dressed differently—that was probably it. Suited up all in black now—itmade him look older. Older, that was it. Han, Chewie, Lando, Wedge, and several others crowded around Luke all atonce, with greetings and diverse sorts of hubbub. The assembly as a whole broke upinto multiple such small groups. It was a time for last farewells and good graces. Artoo beeped a singsong little observation to a somewhat less sanguine Threepio.