Nicholas Nickleby
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Very well.
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I shall call for you.
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She has accepted.
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I have a genuine interest in Shakespeare...
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especially after having been
to that dear little dull house he was born in.

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How fascinating. May I?
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Nickleby? Is that you?
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Nickleby, are you all alone?
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What luck!
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The drama begins.
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Her eyes in heaven...
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would through the airy region
stream so bright...

:58:03
that birds would sing,
and think it were not night.

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See how she leans her cheek
upon her hand.

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Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand...
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that I might touch that cheek!
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Ay, me!
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I should like to be your glove...
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as much to touch your cheek...
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as to grip your fingers.
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Bravo!
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- Don't hurry.
- Please do not detain me.

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Now, why do you keep up
this show of displeasure?

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Show? Nothing could be more sincerely felt.
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Indeed, you're prettier
when you are in a passion.

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I wish my brother were here. He'd be in a
passion from which you'd not soon recover.

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Linger with me just a moment
as they extinguish the lights.

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I will not.
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- Will you deny me everything I want?
- Lf everything you want is wrong.

:58:56
Please, let me rejoin my family.
My mother will be anxious.

:58:59
Your mother, child, is already anxious
that you should find a proper prospect.


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