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Christmas Eve in Cloisterham. A few strange faces in the streets; a few other faces, half strange and half familiar, once the faces of Cloisterham children, now the faces of men and women who come ba
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Christmas Eve in Cloisterham. A few strange faces in the streets; a few other faces, half strange and half familiar, once the faces of Cloisterham children, now the faces of men and women who come ba
Although Mr. Crisparkle and John Jasper met daily under the Cathedral roof, nothing at any time passed between them hav…
Mr. Tartar’s chambers were the neatest, the cleanest, and the best-ordered chambers ever seen under the sun, moon, and …
Nothing occurred in the night to flutter the tired dove; and the dove arose refreshed. With Mr. Grewgious, when the cl…
Rosa no sooner came to herself than the whole of the late interview was before her. It even seemed as if it had pursue…
Again Miss Twinkleton has delivered her valedictory address, with the accompaniments of white-wine and pound-cake, and …
At about this time a stranger appeared in Cloisterham; a white-haired personage, with black eyebrows. Being buttoned u…
Full half a year had come and gone, and Mr. Crisparkle sat in a waiting-room in the London chief offices of the Haven o…
When John Jasper recovered from his fit or swoon, he found himself being tended by Mr. and Mrs. Tope, whom his visitor …
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