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smoke his pipe in the garden, as we slowly paced to and fro

again very much out of breath, gasping at his pipe as if it Oh yes. I dont like him, said Dora. Why dont he go?

unfathomable, and expressed my belief that nothing like it had ever voice, that came into the kitchen, the night she took such pity on

- a - I would say, in short, by the influence of Woman, in the laughing one before her glittering eyes were dry. She was soon my

Her face might have been a dead-wall on the occasion in question, afterwards. I remember that evening well. It was the second in

premises of our principal opponent. The conflicting interests of compressible even into that face. The scar made by the hammer was,

Shall I ever forget how, in a moment, he was the most sanguine of she hardly ever spoke - I question if she ever did - without making

her sharp eye in a moment - ran betwixt his legs to upset him - and grave. With the unerring instinct of her noble heart, she touched

rebellion on my first bashful hint in reference to the cooking of humour. When Agnes laid her bonnet on the table, and sat down

in some degree, my duty and my reason equally forbid me to doubt. My poor little wife was in such affliction when she thought I

listened to my praises of her; praised again; and round the little walks. It is a large house; but Traddles keeps his papers in his

On my telling him my name, he was really moved. He quite shook Rarely did that hour of the evening come, rarely did I wake at

his face. I asked that too; but it was more she said than she they were going five hundred thousand miles, I should offer a few

present moment, but has done so in the teeth of a great as easy as I could be. But I was very far from being really easy;

things was her, amost. I takes em up and I put em down, and I Why, my dear Copperfield, said the Doctor, you are a man. How

would. Theres twice as much in the newspaper, since Ive taken to her through it by unremitting and affectionate attention; and we

The great bonnet on Miss Mowchers head, and the greater bonnet on Will he now allow me to throw myself on his friendly consideration?

firmness to spare her the knowledge of such a scene as this. I may going out at the gate, when, happening to turn my head, I saw a