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over any good and innocent person to any bad and guilty one; prisons gorged with people who had committed no offence, and could obtain no bearing; these things became the established order and nature of appointed things, and seemed to be ancient usage before they were many weeks old. Above all, one hideous figure grew as familiar as if it had been before the general gaze from the foundations of the world- the figure of the sharp female called La Guillotine. ¡¡¡¡It was the popular theme for jests; it was the best cure for headache,

it ifallibly prevented the hair from turning grey, it imparted a peculiar delicacy to the complexion, it was the National Razor which shaved close: who kissed La Guillotine, looked through the little window and sneezed into the sack. It was the sign of the regeneration of the human race. It superseded the Cross. Models of it were worn on breasts from which the Cross was discarded, and it was bowed down to and believed in where the Cross was denied.
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When I awoke in the morning I thought very much of little Em'ly, and her emotion last night, after Martha had left. I felt as if I had come into the knowledge of those domestic weaknesses and tendernesses in a sacred confidence, and that to disclose them, even to Steerforth, would be wrong. I had no gentler feeling towards anyone than towards the pretty creature who had been my playmate, and whom I have always been persuaded, and shall always be persuaded, to my dying day, I then devotedly loved. The repetition to any ears - even to Steerforth's - of what she had been unable to repress when her heart lay open to me by an accident,
I felt would be a rough deed, unworthy of myself, unworthy of the light of our pure childhood, which I always saw encircling her head. I made a resolution, therefore, to keep it in my own breast; and there it gave her image a new grace.

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When she came to herself, or when Miss Betsey had restored her, whichever it was, she found the latter standing at the window. The twilight was by this time shading down into darkness; and dimly as they saw each other, they could not have done that without the aid of the fire.
¡¡¡¡'Well?' said Miss Betsey, coming back to her chair, as if she had only been taking a casual look at the prospect; 'and when do you expect -' ¡¡¡¡'I am all in a tremble,' faltered my mother. 'I don't know what's the matter. I shall die, I am sure!' ¡¡¡¡'No, no, no,' said Miss Betsey. 'Have some tea.' ¡¡¡¡'Oh dear me, dear me, do you think it will do me any good?' cried my mother in a helpless manner. ¡¡¡¡'Of course it will,' said Miss Betsey. 'It's nothing but fancy. What do you call your girl?'

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Wedge broke in the transmission. "Well, we're running out of shaft, too." At that instant the Falcon scraped through an even smaller opening, this timeinjuring her auxiliary thrusters. "That was too close," muttered Calrissian. "Gdzhng dzn," nodded the copilot. Ackbar stared wild-eyed out the observation window. He was looking downonto the deck of the Super Star Destroyer; only miles away. Fires burst over theentire stern, and the Imperial warship was listing badly to starboard. "We've knocked out their forward shields," Ackbar said into the comlink. "Fireat the bridge." Green Leader's group swooped in low, from bottomside, up from the Death Star, "Glad to help out, Home-one," called Green Leader. "Firing proton torpedoes," Green Wing advised.