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all,suchdreadandterror,thatMr.Lorry
feltitincumbentonhimtospeakawordortwoofreassurance.
“Courage,dearmiss!Courage!Business!Theworstwillbeover
inamomentitisbutpassingtheroom-door,andtheworstis
over.Then,allthegoodyoubringtohim,alltherelief,allthe
happinessyoubringtohim,begin.Letourgoodfriendhere,assist
youonthatside.That’swell,friendDefarge.Come,now.Business,
business!”Theywentupslowlyandsoftly.Thestaircasewas
short,andtheyweresoonatthetop.There,asithadanabrupt
turninit,theycameallatonceinsightofthreemen,whoseheads
werebentdownclosetogetheratthesideofadoor,andwhowere
intentlylookingintotheroomtowhichthedoorbelonged,
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throughsomechinksorholesinthewall.Onhearingfootsteps
closeathand,thesethreeturned,androse,andshowed
themselvestobethethreeofonenamewhohadbeendrinkingin