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T he debilitated old house in the city, wrapped in its mantle of soot, and leaning heavily on the crutches that had partaken of its decay and worn out with it, never knew a healthy or a cheerful inter
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T he debilitated old house in the city, wrapped in its mantle of soot, and leaning heavily on the crutches that had partaken of its decay and worn out with it, never knew a healthy or a cheerful inter
O n a healthy autumn day, the Marshalsea prisoner, weak but otherwise restored, sat listening to a voice that read to h…
T he changes of a fevered room are slow and fluctuating; but the changes of the fevered world are rapid and irrevocable…
A rthur continuing to lie very ill in the Marshalsea, and Mr Rugg descrying no break in the legal sky affording a hope …
T he sun had set, and the streets were dim in the dusty twilight, when the figure so long unused to them hurried on its…
T he last day of the appointed week touched the bars of the Marshalsea gate. Black, all night, since the gate had clash…
H aggard anxiety and remorse are bad companions to be barred up with. Brooding all day, and resting very little indeed …
T he opinion of the community outside the prison gates bore hard on Clennam as time went on, and he made no friends amo…
T he day was sunny, and the Marshalsea, with the hot noon striking upon it, was unwontedly quiet. Arthur Clennam droppe…
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