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THE BATTLE OF LIFE. |
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away by man he was led away by that man; and that if ever she read a double purpose in a mortal eye, she read that purpose in Craggs's eye." Notwithstanding this, however, they were all very good friends in general: and Mrs. Snitchey and Mrs. |
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C r a g g s maintained a close bond of alliance against "the office," which they both considered a Blue cham-b e r, and com m o n enemy, full ofdangerous (because unknown) m a c h i n a-tions.
In this office, never-t h ele s s , |
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Snitchey and Craggs made honey for their several hives. Here sometimes they would linger, of a fine evening, at the window of their council-chamber overlooking the old battle-ground, and wonder (but that was generally at assize time, when much business had made them sentimental) at the \ folly of mankind, who couldn't always be at peace |
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with one another, and go to law comfortably. Here days, and weeks, and months, and years, passed over them; their calendar, the gradually diminishing number of brass nails in the leathern chairs, and the increasing
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bulk of papers on the tables. Here nearly three years' flight had thinned the one and swelled the other, since the breakfast in the orchard; when they sat together in consultation, at night. |
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