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'Oh no,' said Ralph; 'come when you like, in a hackney coach - I'll pay for it. Good night - a - a - God bless you.'
The blessing seemed to stick in Mr Ralph Nickleby's throat, as if it were not used to the thoroughfare, and didn't know the way out. But it got out somehow, though awkwardly enough; and having disposed of it, he shook hands with his two relatives, and abruptly left them.

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There are many lives of much pain, hardship, and suffering, which, havingno stirring interest for any but those who lead them, and disregarded by persons who do not want thought or feeling, but who pamper their compassion and need high stimulants to rouse it.

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'What's the water in French, sir?'
'L'Eau,' replied Nicholas.
'Ah!' said Mr Lillyvick, shaking his head mournfully, 'I thought as much. Lo, eh? I don't think anything of that language - nothing at all.'

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[...], and it was an aggravating circumstance if a tax collector had been too polite to a teacher.

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'My conduct, Pugstyles,' said Mr Gregsbury, looking round upon the depuation with gracious magnanimity - 'My conduct has been, and ever will be, regulated by a sincere regard for the truereal interests of this great and happy country. Whether I look at home or abroad, whether I behold the peaceful industrious communities of our island home, her rivers covered with steamboats, her roads with locomotives, her streets with cabs, her skies with balloons of apower and magnitude hitherto unknown in the history of aeronauties in this or any other nation - I say, whether I look merely at home, or stretching my eues further, contemplate the boundless prospect of conquest and possession - achieved by British perseverance and British valour - wgich is outspread before me, I clasp my hands, and turning my eyes to the broad expanse above my head, exclaim, 'Thank Heaven, I am a Briton!''

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'Why - dear me, how stupid I am,' replied Miss Petowker, hesitating. 'What do you call it when Lords break off door-knockers and beat policemen, and play at coaches with other people's money, and all that sort of thing?'
'Aristocratic? suggested the collector.
'Ah! Aristocratic,' replied Miss Petowker; something very aristocratic about him, isn't there?'

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It was pleasant to see how the company looked on, quite absorbed in the sight, and to behold the nods and winks with which they expressed their gratification at finding so much humanity in a tax-gatherer.

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[...], while every doorway is blocked up and rendered nearly impassable by a motley collection of children av porter pots of all sizes, from the baby inarms and the half-pint pot, to the full-grown girl and the half-gallon can.

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Beatten a schoolmaster!b'Cod it's the best thing a've heerd this twonty year!

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Now, young man, you just have the kindness to take yourself off to the school-room, and take the boys off with you, and don't you stir out of there till you have leave given you, or you and I may fall out in a way that'll såoil your beauty, handsome as you think yourself, and so I tell you.

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