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المؤلف: Charles Dickens

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"I am highly gratified," said Mr. Lorry, "though, upon my honour,
I had no intention of rendering those trifling articles of
remembrance invisible to any one. Dear me! This is an occasion
that makes a man speculate on all he has lost. Dear, dear, dear!
To think that there might have been a Mrs. Lorry, any time these
fifty years almost!"
"Not at all!" From Miss Pross.
"You think there never might have been a Mrs. Lorry?" asked the
gentleman of that name.
"Pooh!" rejoined Miss Pross; "you were a bachelor in your
cradle."
"Well!" observed Mr. Lorry, beamingly adjusting his little wig,
"that seems probable, too."
"And you were cut out for a bachelor," pursued Miss Pross,
"before you were put in your cradle."

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