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明白了，连长！”众人大声回答，虽然对于这样的条件非常不满，但是大家已经没有了逃离这里的想法了。
　　连长见没有人有异议了，就向雷大叫道：“雷！现在你带着这些垃圾们洗漱吧，五分钟后在操场集合，马上就要开饭了！”。
　　“是的！连长！”雷大声回答，然后他就带着同伴们快速跑回屋里拿出自己的洗漱用具，再像连长说的那样，尽力把自己手里的茶缸盛满水，而雷就站在那里紧盯着，以防有人不小心把水撒到地上，或者多盛水。
　　五分钟内洗完漱确实很紧张，但是大家还都在有条不乱中进行着，就在所有人都要盛完水的时候，雷听到隔壁传来了连长的咆哮之声：“雷！你他妈的快给我滚过来！”。
　　听连长的口气，那边又发生什么让他生气的事情了，雷不在管这边打水的人了，他迅速跑到隔壁站到连长面前两米处，大声回道：“你叫我！连长！”。
　　连长指着屋里东一个西一个的新兵，怒吼道：“你告诉我！是他妈的谁给的权力让这些垃圾在这里洗漱的？你难道就不知道垃圾只能在外面洗漱吗？”。

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Miss Crawford blundered most towards Fanny herself in her intentions to please. She meant to be giving her little heart a happy flutter, and filling her with sensations of delightful self-consequence; and, misinterpreting Fanny's blushes, still thought she must be doing so when she went to her after the two first dances, and said, with a significant look, "Perhaps _you_ can tell me why my brother goes to town to-morrow? He says he has business there, but will not tell me what. The first time he ever denied me his confidence! But this is what we all come to. All are supplanted
" ¡¡¡¡ Fanny protested her ignorance as steadily as her embarrassment allowed. ¡¡¡¡ "Well, then," replied Miss Crawford, laughing, "I must suppose it to be purely for the pleasure of conveying your brother, and of talking of you by the way."

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Never_ is a black word. But yes, in the _never_ of conversation, which means _not_ _very_ _often_, I do think it. For what is to be done in the church? Men love to distinguish themselves, and in either of the other lines distinction may be gained, but not in the church. A clergyman is nothing." ¡¡¡¡ "The _nothing_ of conversation has its gradations, I hope, as well as the _never_. A clergyman cannot be high in state or fashion. He must not head mobs, or set the ton in dress. But I cannot call that situation nothing which has the charge of all that is of the first importance
temporally and eternally, which has the guardianship of religion and morals, and consequently of the manners which result from their influence. No one here can call the _office_ nothing. If the man who holds it is so, it is by the neglect of his duty, by foregoing its just importance, and stepping out of his place to appear what he ought not to appear."

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He made all manner of gestures while he spoke, as if in incidental imitation of some few of the great diversity of signals that he had never seen. ¡¡¡¡"Clearly plots," said Jacques Three. "Transparently!" ¡¡¡¡"There is no doubt of the Jury?" inquired Madame Defarge, letting her eyes turn to him with a gloomy smile. ¡¡¡¡"Rely upon the patriotic Jury, dear citizeness. I answer for my fellow Jurymen." ¡¡¡¡"Now, let me see," said Madame Defarge, pondering again. "Yet once more! Can I spare this Doctor to my husband? I have no feeling either way. Can I spare him?" ¡¡¡¡"He would count as one head," observed Jacques Three, in a low voice. "
We really have not heads enough; it would be a pity, I think." ¡¡¡¡"He was signalling with her when I saw her," argued Madame Defarge; "I cannot speak of one without the other; and I must not be silent, and trust the case wholly to him, this little citizen here. For, I am not a bad witness." ¡¡¡¡The Vengeance and Jacques Three vied with each other in their fervent protestations that she was the most admirable and marvellous of witnesses. The little citizen, not to be outdone, declared her to be a celestial witness.

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¡¡¡¡"I thought, my father," said Lucie, excusing herself, with a pale face and in a faltering voice, "that I heard strange feet upon the stairs." ¡¡¡¡"My love, the staircase is as still as Death." ¡¡¡¡As he said the word, a blow was struck upon the door. ¡¡¡¡"Oh father, father. What can this be! Hide Charles. Save him!" ¡¡¡¡"My
and opened it. A rude clattering of feet over the floor, and four rough men in red caps, armed with sabres and pistols, entered the room. ¡¡¡¡"The Citizen Evremonde, called Darnay," said the first. ¡¡¡¡"Who seeks him?" answered Darnay. ¡¡¡¡"I seek him. We seek him. I know you, Evremonde; I saw you before the Tribunal to-day. You are again the prisoner of the Republic." ¡¡¡¡The four surrounded him, where he stood with his wife and child clinging to him.

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If ever child were stricken with sincere grief, I was. But I remember that this importance was a kind of satisfaction to me, when I walked in the playground that afternoon while the boys were in school. When I saw them glancing at me out of the windows, as they went up to their classes, I felt distinguished, and looked more melancholy, and walked slower. When school was over, and they came out and spoke to me, I felt it rather good in myself not to be proud to any of them, and to take exactly the same notice of them all, as before.
I was to go home next night; not by the mail, but by the heavy night-coach, which was called the Farmer, and was principally used by country-people travelling short intermediate distances upon the road. We had no story-telling that evening, and Traddles insisted on lending me his pillow. I don't know what good he thought it would do me, for I had one of my own: but it was all he had to lend, poor fellow, except a sheet of letter-paper full of skeletons; and that he gave me at parting, as a soother of my sorrows and a contribution to my peace of mind.

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Likewise by a most beautiful little girl (or I thought her so) with a necklace of blue beads on, who wouldn't let me kiss her when I offered to, but ran away and hid herself. By and by, when we had dined in a sumptuous manner off boiled dabs, melted butter, and potatoes, with a chop for me, a hairy man with a very good-natured face came home. As he called Peggotty 'Lass',
gave her a hearty smack on the cheek, I had no doubt, from the general propriety of her conduct, that he was her brother; and so he turned out - being presently introduced to me as Mr. Peggotty, the master of the house. ¡¡¡¡'Glad to see you, sir,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'You'll find us rough, sir, but you'll find us ready.' ¡¡¡¡I thanked him, and replied that I was sure I should be happy in such a delightful place. ¡¡¡¡'How's your Ma, sir?' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Did you leave her pretty jolly?' ¡¡¡¡I gave Mr. Peggotty to understand that she was as jolly as I could wish, and that she desired her compliments - which was a polite fiction on my part.

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"Hallo, Selina, what brings you up to Town?"
　　"Dentist," said LadySelina, rather indistinctly, owing to muffin. "And I thoughtas I was up, I might as well go and see that man in Harley Street about my arthritis. Youknow who I mean."
　　Although Harley Street contained several hundreds offashionable practitioners for all and every ailment, Luscombe did know whom she meant.
　　"Do you any good?" heasked.
　　"I rather think he did," said Lady Selina grudgingly. "Extraordinaryfellow. Took me by the neck when I wasn't expecting it, andwrung it like a chicken." She moved her neck gingerly.
　　"Hurt you?"