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s.Crunchermaybea-floppin’atthepresenttime.” “There,there,there!Ihopesheis,mydearman,”criedthe distractedMissPross,“andIhopeshefindsitansweringher expectations.” “Forbidit,”proceededMr.Cruncher,withadditionalsolemnity, additionalslowness,andadditionaltendencytoholdforthand holdout,“asanythingwotIhaveeversaidordoneshouldbe wisitedonmyearnestwishesforthempoorcreetursnow!Forbid itasweshouldn’tallflop(ifitwasanywaysconwenient)toget’em outo’thisheredismalrisk!Forbidit,miss!WotIsay,for-BIDit!” CharlesDickensElecBookClassics ThiswasMr.Cruncher’sconclusionafteraprotractedbutvain endeavourtofindabetterone. AndstillMadameDefarge,pursuingherwayalongthestreets, camenearerandnearer. “Ifweevergetbacktoournativeland,”saidMissPross,“you mayrelyuponmytellingMrs.CruncherasmuchasImaybeable