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LITTLE DORRIT
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By and by the noise of the key…
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They were about thirty in company…
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Mr. Arthur Clennam took up his hat…
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She then put on the spectacles…
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As the city clocks struck nine…
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She stetched out her arm…
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Thirty years ago…
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The baby was handed down…
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The old man turned in…
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The morning light was in no hurry to climb…
HQ
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Thus they emerged upon the Iron Bridge…
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The Circumlocution Office
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07:16 |
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Arthur Clennam put his forms in his pocket.
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07:13 |
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A late, dull autumn night was closing in…
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In London itself, though in the old rustic…
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The mention of Mr. Casby…
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The return of Mr. Casby with his daughter…
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He left the house miserably enough…
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Arthur Clennam rose hastily…
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'Little Dorrit,' said Clennam…
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On a wintry afternoon at twilight…
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The time being come…
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Clennam could not help speculating…
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Before breakfast in the morning…
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Little Dorrit had not attained her twenty…
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And so he left her…
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'I have a son…'
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They spoke no more…
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Mr. Clennam did not increase in favour…
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