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Yazar: Charles Dickens

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Sullenly enough, the jackal loosened his dress, went into an
adjoining room, and came back with a large jug of cold water, a
basin, and a towel or two. Steeping the towels in the water, and
partially wringing them out, he folded them on his head in a
manner hideous to behold, sat down at the table, and said, "Now I
am ready!"
"Not much boiling down to be done to-night, Memory," said Mr.
Stryver, gaily, as he looked among his papers.
"How much?"
"Only two sets of them."
"Give me the worst first."
"There they are, Sydney. Fire away!"

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