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There was a queer scared expression on her face. "Miss Grey-"I stopped."Is anything the matter?" She looked at me. "I was thinking，"she said，"about D." "About D?"I stared at her stupidly. "Yes.The next murder.Something must be done.It's got to be stopped." Clarke came out of the room behind me. He said: "What's got to be stopped，Thora?" "These awful murders." "Yes."His jaw thrust itself out aggressively."I want to talk to M. Poirot some time......Is Crome any good?"He shot the words outunexpectedly.
oil paintings I replied that he was supposed to be a very clever officer. My voice was perhaps not as enthusiastic as it might have been. "HE's got a damned offensive manner，"said Clarke."Looks as though heknows everything-and what does he know?Nothing at all as far as I can makeout." He was silent for a minute or two.Then he said:

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As I said，Megan Barnard's words，and still more the crisp businessliketone in which they were uttered，made me jump. Poirot，however，merely bowed his head gravely. "A la bonne heure，"he said."You are intelligent，mademoiselle." Megan Barnard said，still in the same detached tone: "I was extremely fond of Betty.But my fondness didn't blind me fromseeing exactly the kind of silly little fool she was-and even telling her soupon occasions!Sisters are like that." "And did she pay any attention to your advice?"
oil paintings "Probably not，"said Megan cynically. "Will you，mademoiselle，be precise." The girl hesitated for a minute or two. Poirot said with a slight smile: "I will help you.I heard what you said to Hastings.That your sister wasa bright，happy girl with no men friends.It was-un peu-the opposite that wastrue，was it not?" Megan said slowly:

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¡¡¡¡ "Your degree of respect for honesty, rich or poor, is precisely what I have no manner of concern with. I do not mean to be poor. Poverty is exactly what I have determined against. Honesty, in the something between, in the middle state of worldly circumstances, is all that I am anxious for your not looking down on." ¡¡¡¡ "But I do look down upon it, if it might have been higher. I must look down upon anything contented with obscurity when it might rise to distinction." ¡¡¡¡ "But how may it rise? How may my honesty at least rise to any distinction?" ¡¡¡¡ This was not so
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very easy a question to answer, and occasioned an "Oh!" of some length from the fair lady before she could add, "You ought to be in parliament, or you should have gone into the army ten years ago." ¡¡¡¡ "_That_ is not much to the purpose now; and as to my being in parliament, I believe I must wait till there is an especial assembly for the representation of younger sons who have little to live on. No, Miss Crawford," he added, in a more serious tone, "there _are_ distinctions which I should be miserable if I thought myself without any chance-- absolutely without chance or possibility of obtaining-- but they are of a different character."

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The right of a lively mind, Fanny, seizing whatever may contribute to its own amusement or that of others; perfectly allowable, when untinctured by ill-humour or roughness; and there is not a shadow of either in the countenance or manner of Miss Crawford: nothing sharp, or loud, or coarse. She is perfectly feminine, except m the instances we have been speaking of. There she cannot be justified. I am glad you saw it all as I did." ¡¡¡¡ Having formed her mind and gained her affections, he had a good chance of her thinking like him; though at this period, and on this subject, ther
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e began now to be some danger of dissimilarity, for he was in a line of admiration of Miss Crawford, which might lead him where Fanny could not follow. Miss Crawford's attractions did not lessen. The harp arrived, and rather added to her beauty, wit, and good-humour; for she played with the greatest obligingness, with an expression and taste which were peculiarly becoming, and there was something clever to be said at the close of every air. Edmund was at the Parsonage every day, to be indulged with his favourite instrument: one morning secured an invitation for the next; for the lady could not be unwilling to have a listener, and every thing was soon in a fair train.

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How did you learn to keep still? That is what troubles me - for the sharp words fly out before I know what I'm about; and the more I say the worse I get, till it's a pleasure to hurt people's feelings, and say dreadful things. `Tell me how you do it, Marmee dear.' ¡¡¡¡`My good mother used to help me--' ¡¡¡¡`As you do us--' interrupted Jo, with a grateful kiss. ¡¡¡¡`But I lost her when I was a little older than you are, and for years had to struggle on alone, for I was too
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proud to confess my weakness to anyone else. I had a hard time, Jo, and shed a good many bitter tears over my failures; for, in spite of my efforts, I never seemed to get on. Then your father came, and I was so happy that I found it easy to be good. But by and by, when I had four little daughters round me, and we were poor, then the old trouble began again; for I am not patient by nature, and it tried me very much to see my children wanting anything.'

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¡¡¡¡`Oh dear, I'm so sorry, for you'll get to liking it better and better, and will waste time and money, and grow like those dreadful boys. I did hope you'd stay respectable, and be a satisfaction to your friends,' said Jo, shaking her head. ¡¡¡¡`Can't a fellow take a little innocent amusement now and then without losing his respectability?' asked Laurie, looking nettled. ¡¡¡¡`That depends upon how and where he takes it. I don't like Ned and his set, and wish you'd keep
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out of it. Mother won't let us have him at our house, though he wants to come; and if you grow like him she won't be willing to have us frolic together as we do now.' ¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡¡`Won't she?' asked Laurie, anxiously. ¡¡¡¡`No, she can't bear fashionable young men, and she'd shut us all up in bandboxes rather than have us associate with them.' ¡¡¡¡`Well, she needn't get out her bandboxes yet; I'm not a fashionable party, and don't mean to be; but I do like harmless larks now and then, don't you?' ¡¡¡¡`Yes, nobody minds them, so lark away, but don't get wild, will you? or there will be an end of all our good times.'

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This little explanation with Mr. Knightley gave Emma considerable pleasure. It was one of the agreeable recollections of the ball, which she walked about the lawn the next morning to enjoy.--She was extremely glad that they had come to so good an understanding respecting the Eltons, and that their opinions of both husband an
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d wife were so much alike; and his praise of Harriet, his concession in her favour, was peculiarly gratifying. The impertinence of the Eltons, which for a few minutes had threatened to ruin the rest of her evening, had been the occasion of some of its highest satisfactions; and she looked forward to another happy result--the cure of Harriet's infatuation.-- From Harriet's manner of speaking of the circumstance before they quitted the ballroom, she had strong hopes. It seemed as if her eyes were suddenly opened, and she were enabled to see that Mr. Elton was not the superior creature

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higher powers of mind be unfelt by the parents. They continued together with unabated regard however, till the marriage of Miss Campbell, who by that chance, that luck which so often defies anticipation in matrimonial affairs, giving attraction to what is moderate rather than to what is superior, engaged the affections of Mr. Dixon, a young man, rich and agreeable, almost as soon as they were acquainted; and was eligibly and happily settled, while
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Jane Fairfax had yet her bread to earn. 　　 This event had very lately taken place; too lately for any thing to be yet attempted by her less fortunate friend towards entering on her path of duty; though she had now reached the age which her own judgment had fixed on for beginning. She had long resolved that one-and-twenty should be the period. With the fortitude of a devoted novitiate, she had resolved at one-and-twenty to complete the sacrifice, and retire from all the pleasures of life, of rational intercourse, equal society, peace and hope, to penance and mortification for ever.

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address,not Sarah,but some familiar spirit. "I never forget,"she said.'remember that.I've never forgotten anything -notan action,not a name,not a face......" There was nothing in the words themselves,but the venom with which they werespoken made Sarah retreat a step.And then Mrs Boynton laughed -itwas,definitely,rather a horrible laugh. Sarah shrugged her shoulders."You poor old thing,"she said. She turned away.As she went towards the lift she almost collided withRaymond Boynton.On an impulse she spoke quickly. "Goodbye.I hope you"ll have a lovely time.Perhaps we"ll meet again someday."
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She smiled at him,a warm,friendly smile,and passed quickly on. Raymond stood as though turned to stone.So lost in his own thoughts was hethat a small man with big moustaches,endeavouring to pass out of the lift,had tospeak several times. "Pardon." At last it penetrated.Raymond stepped aside. "So sorry,"he said."I -I was thinking." Carol came towards him. "Ray,get Jinny,will you?She went back to her room.We're going to start." "Right.I"ll tell her she's got to come straight away."

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He had a fixed idea, I guessed by several observations he let fall, that, as his nephew resembled him in person, he would resemble him in mind; for Linton's letters bore few or no indications of his defective character. And I, through pardonable weakness, refrained from correcting the error; asking myself what good there would be in disturbing his last moments with information that he had neither power nor opportunity to turn to account.
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We deferred our excursion till the afternoon; a golden afternoon of August: every breath from the hills so full of life, that it seemed whoever respired it, though dying, might revive. Catherine's face was just like the landscape--shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession; but the shadows rested longer, and the sunshine was more transient; and her poor little heart reproached itself for even that passing forgetfulness of its cares.
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¡¡¡¡We used to walk about that dim old flat at Yarmouth in a loving manner, hours and hours. The days sported by us, as if Time had not grown up himself yet, but were a child too, and always at play. I told Em'ly I adored her, and that unless she confessed she adored me I should be reduced to the necessity of killing myself with a sword. She said she did, and I have no doubt she did. ¡¡¡¡As to any sense of inequality, or youthfulness, or other difficulty in our way, little Em'ly and I had no such trouble, because we had no future. We made no more provision for growing older, than we did for growing younger. We were the admiration of Mrs. Gummidge and Peggotty, who used to whisper of an evening when we sat, lovingly, on our little locker side by
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side, 'Lor! wasn't it beautiful!' Mr. Peggotty smiled at us from behind his pipe, and Ham grinned all the evening and did nothing else. They had something of the sort of pleasure in us, I suppose, that they might have had in a pretty toy, or a pocket model of the Colosseum. ¡¡¡¡I soon found out that Mrs. Gummidge did not always make herself so agreeable as she might have been expected to do, under the circumstances of her residence with Mr. Peggotty. Mrs. Gummidge's was rather a fretful disposition, and she whimpered more sometimes than was comfortable for other parties in so small an establishment. I was very sorry for her; but there were moments when it would have been more agreeable, I thought, if Mrs. Gummidge had had a convenient apartment of her own to retire to, and had stopped there until her spirits revived.

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¡¡¡¡The light, bold, fluttering little figure turned and came back safe to me, and I soon laughed at my fears, and at the cry I had uttered; fruitlessly in any case, for there was no one near. But there have been times since, in my manhood, many times there have been, when I have thought, Is it possible, among the possibilities of hidden things, that in the sudden rashness of the child and her wild look so far off, there was any merciful attraction of her into danger, any tempting her towards him permitted on the part of her dead father, that her life might have a chance of ending that day? There has been a time since when I have
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wondered whether, if the life before her could have been revealed to me at a glance, and so revealed as that a child could fully comprehend it, and if her preservation could have depended on a motion of my hand, I ought to have held it up to save her. There has been a time since - I do not say it lasted long, but it has been - when I have asked myself the question, would it have been better for little Em'ly to have had the waters close above her head that morning in my sight; and when I have answered Yes, it would have been. ¡¡¡¡This may be premature. I have set it down too soon, perhaps. But let it stand.

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a little, and settle my matters; for it is a long while since I have been at home, and you know one has always a world of little odd things to do after one has been away for any time; and then I have had Cartwright to settle with. Lord! I have been as busy as a bee ever since dinner. But pray, Colonel, how came you to conjure out that I should be in town to-day?" 　　
oil painting "I had the pleasure of hearing it at Mr. Palmer's, where I have been dining." 　　 "Oh, you did; well, and how do they all do at their house? How does Charlotte do? I warrant you she is a fine size by this time." 　　 "Mrs. Palmer appeared quite well; and I am commissioned to tell you, that you will certainly see her to-morrow." 　　 "Ay, to be sure, I thought as much. Well, Colonel, I have brought two young ladies with me, you see- that is, you see but one of them now, but there is another somewhere. Your friend, Miss Marianne, too- which you will not be sorry to hear. I do not know what you and Mr. Willoughby will do between you about her. Ay, it is a fine thing to be young and handsome.

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Of course, if it would make you reproach yourself ... but you do like me very much, Sue? Say you do! Say that you do a quarter, a tenth, as much as I do you, and I'll be content!" ¡¡¡¡ "I've let you kiss me, and that tells enough." ¡¡¡¡ "Just once or so!" ¡¡¡¡ "Well--don't be a greedy boy." ¡¡¡¡ He leant back, and did not look at her for a long time. That episode in her past history of which she had told him-- of the poor Christminster graduate whom she had handled thus, returned to Jude's mind; and he saw himself as a possible second in such a torturing destiny. ¡¡¡¡ "This is a queer elopement!" he murmured. "Perhaps you are making a cat's paw of me with Phillotson all this time. Upon my word it almost seems so--to see you sitting up there so prim!" ¡¡¡¡ "Now you mustn't be angry--I won't let you!" she coaxed, turning and moving nearer to him. "You did kiss me just now, you know; and I didn't
oil paintingdislike you to, I own it, Jude. Only I don't want to let you do it again, just yet--considering how we are circumstanced, don't you see!" ¡¡¡¡ He could never resist her when she pleaded (as she well knew). And they sat side by side with joined hands, till she aroused herself at some thought. ¡¡¡¡ "I can't possibly go to that Temperance Inn, after your telegraphing that message!" ¡¡¡¡ "Why not?" ¡¡¡¡ "You can see well enough!" ¡¡¡¡ "Very well; there'll be some other one open, no doubt. I have sometimes thought, since your marrying Phillotson because of a stupid scandal, that under the affectation of independent views you are as enslaved to the social code as any woman I know!"