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المؤلف: Charles Dickens

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"I always observed that their pride bitterly resented the younger
brother's (as I call him) having crossed swords with a peasant,
and that peasant a boy. The only consideration that appeared to
affect the mind of either of them was the consideration that this
was highly degrading to the family, and was ridiculous. As often
as I caught the younger brother's eyes, their expression reminded
me that he disliked me deeply, for knowing what I knew from the
boy. He was smoother and more polite to me than the elder; but I
saw this. I also saw that I was an incumbrance in the mind of the
elder, too.
"My patient died, two hours before midnight--at a time, by my
watch, answering almost to the minute when I had first seen her.
I was alone with her, when her forlorn young head drooped gently
on one side, and all her earthly wrongs and sorrows ended.

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