The Mystery of Edwin Drood by Charles Dickens
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brought back and cruelly punished), the flight was always of her
planning and leading. Each time she dressed as a boy, and showed the daring of a man. I take it we were seven years old when we first decamped; but I remember, when I lost the pocket-knife with which she was to have cut her hair short, how desperately she tried to tear it out, or bite it off. I have nothing further to say, sir, except that I hope you will bear with me and make allowance for me.' 'Of that, Mr. Neville, you may be sure,' returned the Minor Canon. 'I don't preach more than I can help, and I will not repay your confidence with a sermon. But I entreat you to bear in mind, very seriously and steadily, that if I am to do you any good, it can only be with your own assistance; and that you can only render that, efficiently, by seeking aid from Heaven.' 'I will try to do my part, sir.' 'And, Mr. Neville, I will try to do mine. Here is my hand on it. May God bless our endeavours!' They were now standing at his house-door, and a cheerful sound of voices and laughter was heard within. 'We will take one more turn before going in,' said Mr. Crisparkle, 'for I want to ask you a question. When you said you were in a changed mind concerning me, you spoke, not only for yourself, but for your sister too?' 'Undoubtedly I did, sir.' |
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