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  • gett (11)in #tunnel • 6 days ago
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    [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #10/20

    Below there!” I started up, looked from that door, and saw this Some one else standing by the red light near the tunnel, waving as I just now showed you. The voice seemed hoarse…
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  • gett (11)in #discharge • 14 days ago
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    [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #9/20

    In the discharge of his duties I observed him to be remarkably exact and vigilant, breaking off his discourse at a syllable, and remaining silent until what he had to do was…
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    • gett (11)in #light • 22 days ago
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      [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #8/20

      That light was part of his charge? Was it not? He answered in a low voice: ‘Don’t you know it is?’ The monstrous thought came into my mind as I perused the fixed eyes and the…
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      • gett (11)in #shadowed • last month
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        [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #7/20

        One would have thought, considering the nature of the ground, that he could not have doubted from what quarter the voice came; but, instead of looking up to where I stood on the…
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        • gett (11)in #wilhelm • 2 months ago
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          [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #6/20

          He sat upon the side of my bed, and looking at me, said: ‘Wilhelm, I have reason to think I have got some strange illness upon me.’ I then perceived that there was a very…
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          • gett (11)in #genoese • 2 months ago
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            [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #5/20

            Why, surely, over and over again! Are you cold?’ (She shivered.) ‘No, dear – but – he terrifies me: are you sure that he need come again?’ ‘The surer for the question, Clara!’…
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            • gett (11)in #bella • 2 months ago
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              [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #4/20

              She soon accustomed herself to that grim palazzo, and would sing, and play the harp, and copy the old pictures, and stroll with master under the green trees and vines, all day.…
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              • gett (11)in #face • 2 months ago
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                [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #3/20

                Not a face she ever saw, or at all like a face she ever saw. Doing nothing in the dream but looking at her fixedly, out of darkness.’ ‘Does the dream come back?’ ‘Never. The…
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                • gett (11)in #haunted • 2 months ago
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                  [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #2/20

                  When I want to see the conjurer, I pay to see a professed one, and have my money’s worth. Very strange things do happen without ghosts. Ghosts! Giovanni Baptista, tell your story…
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                  • gett (11)in #dusk • 3 months ago
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                    [Literature] Charles Dickens: To Be Read at Dusk #1/20

                    To Be Read at Dusk One, two, three, four, five. There were five of them. Five couriers, sitting on a bench outside the convent on the summit of the Great St Bernard in…
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