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　顾雍听罢神情凝重，沉吟许久说道：“休穆怀疑可有证据？”
　　此时，朱桓的脸已涨得象紫茄子一般，他闻言答道：“试问顾公，吴郡除了许贡府中有喋血的江湖客外，更复有其它？”
　　一直在闭目养神的张允睁开眼睛，须发俱张，大声道：“许贡他敢，难不成还反了他了？”当年许贡之所以能成功将前任吴郡太守盛宪赶跑，得到张氏的支持也是一大助力，现在张允听到许贡竟然以武力相胁迫，不禁倚老卖老喝斥起来。　我瞟了一眼激动得有些发颤的张允，心中暗嗤：瞧今天许贡摆的这阵式，他怕是要狗急跳墙了，又哪里还顾得上交情不交情的，张允真是老糊涂了。
　　自到了虎丘，在资历和实力上都远不如其他三姓的陆逊一直未曾出言，这时突然忿然起身，朝着台上的许贡大声喝道：“陆逊不才，敢问太守大人，因何在山下布重兵阻我等通行？”陆逊这一喊正可谓石破天惊。
　　许贡在台上其实早就瞧见这边的燥动，见陆逊年纪轻轻竟出言质问，哪里按耐得住，阴阴一笑道：“我道是谁，原来是陆门之乳臭小儿，不错，山下把住路的的兵士确是本大人的心腹，许某如此，非为其它，乃是想与各位英雄豪杰多多亲近几日，待孙策兵退之后，许某一定设下酒宴躬送大家。”

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Fanny, meanwhile, speaking only when she could not help it, was very earnestly trying to understand what Mr. and Miss Crawford were at. There was everything in the world _against_ their being serious but his words and manner. Everything natural, probable, reasonable, was against it; all their habits and ways of thinking, and all her own demerits. How could _she_ have excited serious attachment in a man who had seen so many, and been admired by so many, and flirted with so many, infinitely her superiors; who seemed so little open to serious impressions, even where pains had been taken to please him; who thought so slightly, so carelessly,
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so unfeelingly on all such points; who was everything to everybody, and seemed to find no one essential to him? And farther, how could it be supposed that his sister, with all her high and worldly notions of matrimony, would be forwarding anything of a serious nature in such a quarter? Nothing could be more unnatural in either. Fan

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Madame Defarge sat observing it, with such suppressed approval as was to be desired in the leader of the Saint Antoine women. One of her sisterhood knitted beside her. The short, rather plump wife of a starved grocer, and the mother of two children withal, this lieutenant had already earned the complimentary name of The Vengeance. ¡¡¡¡"Hark!" said The Vengeance.
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"Listen, then! Who comes?" ¡¡¡¡As if a train of powder laid from the outermost bound of Saint Antoine Quarter to the wine-shop door, had been suddenly fired, a fast-spreading murmur came rushing along. ¡¡¡¡"It is Defarge," said madame. "Silence, patriots!" ¡¡¡¡Defarge came in breathless, pulled off a red cap he wore, and looked around him! "Listen, everywhere!" said madame again. "Listen to him! Defarge stood, panting, against a background of eager eyes and open mouths, formed outside the door; all those within the wine-shop had sprung to their feet.

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'I am going with you, Master Copperfield, if you'll allow me the pleasure of a walk with an old acquaintance.' Saying this, with a jerk of his body, which might have been either propitiatory or derisive, he fell into step beside me. ¡¡¡¡'Uriah!' said I, as civilly as I could, after a silence. ¡¡¡¡'Master Copperfield!' said Uriah. ¡¡¡¡'To tell you the truth (at which you will not be offended), I came Out to walk alone, because I have had so much company.' ¡¡¡¡He looked at me sideways, and said with his hardest grin, 'You mean mother.' ¡¡¡¡'Why yes, I do,' said I.
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¡¡¡¡'Ah! But you know we're so very umble,' he returned. 'And having such a knowledge of our own umbleness, we must really take care that we're not pushed to the wall by them as isn't umble. All stratagems are fair in love, sir.' Raising his great hands until they touched his chin, he rubbed them softly, and softly chuckled; looking as like a malevolent baboon, I thought, as anything human could look. ¡¡¡¡'You see,' he said, still hugging himself in that unpleasant way, and shaking his head at me, 'you're quite a dangerous rival, Master Copperfield. You always was, you know.'

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¡¡¡¡`Yes, dearest.' ¡¡¡¡`Am I to believe this? From your manner I am to take it as true. O you cannot be out of your mind! You ought to be! Yet you are not... . My wife, my Tess - nothing in you warrants such a supposition as that?' ¡¡¡¡`I am not out of my mind,' she said. ¡¡¡¡`And yet--' He looked vacantly at her, to resume with dazed senses: `Why didn't you tell me before? Ah, yes, you would have told me, in a way - but I hindered you, I remember!' ¡¡¡¡These and other of his words were nothing but the perfunctory babble of the surface while the depths remained paralyzed. He turned away, and bent over a chair. Tess followed him to the middle of the room where he was, and stood there staring at him with eyes that did not weep. Presently she slid down upon her knees beside his foot, and from this position she crouched in a heap.