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लेखक: Charles Dickens

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They went into a dingy room lined with books and littered with
papers, where there was a blazing fire. A kettle steamed upon the
hob, and in the midst of the wreck of papers a table shone, with
plenty of wine upon it, and brandy, and rum, and sugar, and
lemons.
"You have had your bottle, I perceive, Sydney."
"Two to-night, I think. I have been dining with the day's client;
or seeing him dine--it's all one!"
"That was a rare point, Sydney, that you brought to bear upon the
identification. How did you come by it? When did it strike you?"
"I thought he was rather a handsome fellow, and I thought I
should have been much the same sort of fellow, if I had had any
luck."
Mr. Stryver laughed till he shook his precocious paunch.
"You and your luck, Sydney! Get to work, get to work."

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