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oexpressiveitwas,ofahopelessandlostcreature, thatafamishedtraveller,weariedoutbylonelywanderingina wilderness,wouldhaverememberedhomeandfriendsinsucha tonebeforelyingdowntodie. Someminutesofsilentworkhadpassed:andthehaggardeyes hadlookedupagain:notwithanyinterestorcuriosity,butwitha dullmechanicalperception,beforehand,thatthespotwherethe CharlesDickensElecBookClassics onlyvisitortheywereawareofhadstood,wasnotyetempty. “Iwant,”saidDefarge,whohadnotremovedhisgazefromthe shoemaker,“toletinalittlemorelighthere.Youcanbearalittle more?” Theshoemakerstoppedhisworklookedwithavacantairof listening,atthefloorononesideofhimthensimilarly,atthefloor ontheothersideofhimthen,upwardatthespeaker. “Whatdidyousay?” “Youcanbearalittlemorelight?”