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tic-douloureux

Chapter 8nd seedsman should be. It appeared to me that he must be a very happy man indeed, to have so many little drawers in his shop: and I wondered when I peeped into one or two on the lower tiers, and saw the tied-up brown paper packets inside, whether the flower-seeds and bulbs ever wanted of a fine day to break out of those jails, and bloom.

大喘氣

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面包屑

Chapter 15arted to me everything she knew, from the little catalogue of prices, to a comic song she had once bought for a halfpenny. Although the only coherent part of the latter piece of literature was. the opening lines,

Rebate

ORE

Femish

Z. ?krabalo,?. Jak?i?,I. ?i?ek,Z. SingerMy father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.

忘恩負(fù)義的人

猛擊

Necropolitics: From Corpse to BodyMy state of mind regarding the pilfering from which I had been so unexpectedly exonerated did not impel me to frank disclosure, but I hope it had some dregs of good at the bottom of it.

FRAUD