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When Mr. Sapsea has nothing better to do, towards evening, and finds the contemplation of his own profundity becoming a little monotonous in spite of the vastness of the subject, he often takes an air
Although Mr. Crisparkle and John Jasper met daily under the Cathedral roof, nothing at any time passed between them hav…
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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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