Nicholas Nickleby
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Please, sir, I think he's run away.
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And what possible reason
would any boy have...

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to run away from my establishment?
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Do you think he's run away?
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I hope so!
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Squeery...
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we best go find him.
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But if you lift one finger...
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to stop what's about to begin...
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you and I will fall out in a way...
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that will spoil your beauty.
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Take pattern by Smike if you dare, boys!
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You'll see what he'll get for hisself
when he's brought back.

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For brought back he will be.
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You go the north way, Squeery,
I'll take the west.

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Mr. Squeers!
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Please!
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I beg you, forgive the boy!
He is not in his right mind.

:33:23
That will soon be the least of his problems.
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Father, please don't let them find him.
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If they do, let him be dead...
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his last breath a free one.

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