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- time：2023-11-29 06:16Morison had been urging his suit once more that evening,
- time：2023-11-29 06:13of small yellow spots upon it, and a mouldy odor about
- time：2023-11-29 05:41casting a regret toward the rat-catching and other pleasures
- time：2023-11-29 05:39did eat between meals, and I’m not going to begin. Not
- time：2023-11-29 05:35heavy rain set in, which was hardly sufficient to drive
- time：2023-11-29 05:33“Lors! why that’s the beauty on ’em. If a chap lays
- time：2023-11-29 05:31But at this moment Yap, who had been running on before,
- time：2023-11-29 05:13her, she sat still and shook her head sadly, as she looked
- time：2023-11-29 05:12in which they are here mentioned, expressing their respective
- time：2023-11-29 05:05Tom’s blood was thoroughly up: he went at Bob with a
- time：2023-11-29 04:52in every wash; but when Mrs. Glegg died, it would be found
- time：2023-11-29 04:51“Yes, yes, I know how it is with husbands — they’re
- time：2023-11-29 04:51tables, and lifting Helen Cumberly, carried her half-way
- time：2023-11-29 04:40as she advanced into the parlor where Mrs. Glegg was seated.
- time：2023-11-29 04:32I shouldn’t mind. And I’d take you in, if I saw you
- time：2023-11-29 04:26rough buck’s-horn handle, which they had so often grasped
- time：2023-11-29 04:04steps were ahead of him, and then a long brick tunnel in
- time：2023-11-29 03:52to the opposite bank. “Seize him, lad! seize him!”
- time：2023-11-29 03:47Kennel Yard, which was the very focus or heart of Bob’s
- time：2023-11-29 03:40Yap, Tom fell upon him, threw him down, and got his knees
- end of the apartment. A steady stream of dirty water was
- “Lors! why that’s the beauty on ’em. If a chap lays
- “Why, Jane, what can I do? Mr. Tulliver doesn’t like
- a most dreamlike and unpleasant confusion between the sacred
- unlocked the door at the foot of the steps. He turned,
- as they deserve to be hurt, and is troubled with no doubts
- could have denied that for a woman of fifty she had a very
- and a scarcely perceptible toss of her head, “I should
- the leadership of each to men whom he believed that he
- come into a house when all the rest are going away. I wonder
- the moving ray. Inhaling sibilantly, Max leaped after her.
- resentment was a feeble passion in Bob’s mind compared
- her strings and throws them languidly backward, a touching
- and adjusts their clasps with that pretty studied fortuity
- fit, often wandering along in the great flower garden that
- problem to the analytic mind. If, with a crushed heart
- his hands, as the little black snout made its arrowy course
- often observed, no woman had better clothes, it was not
- she had come to believe, since otherwise he would have
- who could get no sufficient purchase before, set his teeth
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