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Then why the devil don't you dine? I dined, myself, while those numskulls were deliberating which world you should belong to- this, or some other. Let me show you the nearest tavern to dine well at." ¡¡¡¡Drawing his arm through his own, he took him down Ludgate-hill to Fleet-street, and so, up a covered way, into a tavern. Here, they were shown into a little room, where Charles Darnay was soon recruiting his strength with a good plain dinner and good wine: while Carton sat opposite to him at the same table, with his separate bottle of port before him,
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and his fully half-insolent manner upon him. ¡¡¡¡"Do you feel, yet, that you belong to this terrestrial scheme again, Mr. Darnay?" ¡¡¡¡"I am frightfully confused regarding time and place; but I am so far mended as to feel that." ¡¡¡¡"It must be an immense satisfaction!" ¡¡¡¡He said it bitterly, and filled up his glass again: which was a large one.

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I now approach a period of my life, which I can never lose the remembrance of, while I remember anything: and the recollection of which has often, without my invocation, come before me like a ghost, and haunted happier times. ¡¡¡¡I had been out, one day, loitering somewhere, in the listless, meditative manner that my way of life engendered, when, turning the corner of a lane near our house, I came upon Mr. Murdstone walking with a gentleman. I was confused, and was going by them, when the gentleman cried: ¡¡¡¡'What! Brooks!'
oil painting¡¡¡¡'No, sir, David Copperfield,' I said. ¡¡¡¡'Don't tell me. You are Brooks,' said the gentleman. 'You are Brooks of Sheffield. That's your name.' ¡¡¡¡At these words, I observed the gentleman more attentively. His laugh coming to my remembrance too, I knew him to be Mr. Quinion, whom I had gone over to Lowestoft with Mr. Murdstone to see, before - it is no matter - I need not recall when.

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Do you remember what we said to each other this morning about telling our faults?' he asked abruptly, finding that she still remained immovable. `We spoke lightly perhaps, and you may well have done so. But for me it was no light promise. I want to make a confession to you, Love.' ¡¡¡¡This, from him, so unexpectedly apposite, had the effect upon her of a Providential interposition. ¡¡¡¡`You have to confess something?' she said quickly, and even with gladness and relief. ¡¡¡¡`You did not expect it? Ah - you thought too highly of me. Now listen. Put your head there, because I want you to forgive me, and not to be indignant with me for not telling you before, as perhaps I ought to have done.' ¡¡¡¡How strange it was! He seemed to be her double. She did not speak, and Clare went on--

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impressionism monet painting Resolutely, Luke strode into the arching hallway. Almost immediately two Gamorreans stepped up, blocking his path. One spokein voice that did not invite debate. "No chuba!" Luke raised his hand and pointed at the guards. Before either could draw aweapon, they were both clutching their own throats, choking, gasping. They fell totheir knees. Luke lowered his hand and walked on. The guards, suddenly able to breatheagain, slumped to the sand-drifted steps. They didn't follow. Around the next corner Luke was met by Bib Fortuna. Fortuna began speakingas he approached the young Jedi, but Luke never broke stride, so Bib had to reversehis direction in mid-sentence and hurry along with Skywalker in order to carry onconversation. "You must be the one called Skywalker. His Excellency will not see you." "I will speak to Jabba, now," Luke spoke evenly, never slowing. They passedseveral more guards at the next crossing, who fell in behind them.