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But if that had been his purpose it was defeated. Certainly at this moment the road bore very little likeness to itsappearance on the previous evening.There were a certain number of smallshops interspersed between private houses of the poorer class.I judged thatordinarily there would be a fair number of people passing up and down-mostlypeople of the poorer classes，with a good sprinkling of children playing onthe pavements and in the road.
At this moment there was a solid mass of people standing staring at oneparticular house or shop and it took little perspicuity to guess which thatwas.What we saw was a mass of average human beings looking with intenseinterest at the spot where another human being had been done to death. As we drew nearer this proved to be indeed the case. In front of a small dingy-looking shop with its shutters now closedstood a harassed-looking young policeman who was stolidly adjuring the crowdto "pass along there."

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everything real and imaginary--and put them round her neck, and seen and felt how full of William and Edmund they were, she was able, without an effort, to resolve on wearing Miss Crawford's necklace too. She acknowledged it to be right. Miss Crawford had a claim; and when it was no longer to encroach on, to interfere with the stronger claims, the truer kindness of another, she could do her justice even with pleasure to herself. The necklace really looked very well; and Fanny left her room at last, comfortably satisfied with herself and all about her. ¡¡
¡¡ Her aunt Bertram had recollected her on this occasion with an unusual degree of wakefulness. It had really occurred to her, unprompted, that Fanny, preparing for a ball, might be glad of better help than the upper housemaid's, and when dressed herself, she actually sent her own maid to assist her; too late, of course, to be of any

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The coachman drove round to a minute; another minute brought down the gentleman; and as the lady had, with a most scrupulous fear of being late, been many minutes seated in the drawing-room, Sir Thomas saw them off in as good time as his own correctly punctual habits required. ¡¡¡¡ "Now I must look at you, Fanny," said Edmund, with the kind smile of an affectionate brother, "and tell you how I like you; and as well as I can judge by this light,

you look very nicely indeed. What have you got on?" ¡¡¡¡ "The new dress that my uncle was so good as to give me on my cousin's marriage. I hope it is not too fine; but I thought I ought to wear it as soon as I could, and that I might not have such another opportunity all the winter. I hope you do not think me too fine."

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done. She felt that he had been very ill-used, and was quite unhappy in having to communicate what had passed. He joined her within five minutes after Julia's exit; and though she made the best of the story, he was evidently mortified and displeased in no common degree. At first he scarcely said anything; his looks only expressed his extreme surprise and vexation, and he walked to the gate and stood there, without seeming to know what to do. ¡¡
¡¡ "They desired me to stay--my cousin Maria charged me to say that you would find them at that knoll, or thereabouts." ¡¡¡¡ "I do not believe I shall go any farther," said he sullenly; "I see nothing of them. By the time I get to the knoll they may be gone somewhere else. I have had walking enough."

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If they are not in that room, they are gone, and can be pursued and brought back," said Madame Defarge to herself. ¡¡¡¡"As long as you don't know whether they are in that room or not, you are uncertain what to do," said Miss Pross to herself; "and you shall not know that, if I can prevent your knowing it; and know that, or not know that, you shall not leave here while I can hold you." ¡¡¡¡"I have been in the streets from the first, nothing has stopped me, I will tear you to pieces, but I will have you from that door," said Madame Defarge. ¡¡¡¡"
We are alone at the top of a high house in a solitary courtyard, we are not likely to be heard, and I pray for bodily strength to keep you here, while every minute you are here is worth a hundred thousand guineas to my darling," said Miss Pross. ¡¡¡¡Madame Defarge made at the door. Miss Pross, on the instinct of the moment, seized her round the waist in both her arms, and held her tight. It was in vain for Madame Defarge to struggle and to strike; Miss Pross, with the vigorous tenacity of love, always so much stronger than hate, clasped her tight, and even lifted her

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of my Mind, to doing, or not doing any Thing that presented; or to going this Way, or that Way, I never fail'd to obey the secret Dictate; though I knew no other Reason for it, than that such a Pressure, or such a Hint hung upon my Mind: I could give many Examples of the Success of this Conduct in the Course of my Life; but more especially in the latter Part of my inhabiting this unhappy Island; besides many Occasions which it is very likely I might have taken Notice of, if I had seen with the same Eyes then, that I saw with now: But 'tis never too late to be wise; and I cannot but advise all considering Men, whose Lives are attended with such extraordinary Incidents as mine, or even though not so extraordinary, not to slight such secret Intimations of Providence, let them come from what invisible Intelligence they will, that' I shall not discuss, and perhaps cannot account for; but certainly they are a Proof of the Converse of Spirits, and the secret Communication between those embody'd, and those unembody'd; and such a Proof as can never be withstood: Of which I shall have Occasion to give some very remarkable Instances, in the Remainder of my solitary Residence in this dismal Place.
believe the Reader of this will not think strange, if I confess that these Anxieties, these constant Dangers I liv'd in, and the Concern that was now upon me, put an End to all Invention, and to all the Contrivances that I had laid for my future Accommodations and Conveniencies. I had the Care of my Safety more now upon my Hands, than that of my Food. I car'd not to drive a Nail, or chop a Stick of Wood now, for fear the Noise I should make should be heard; much less would I fire a Gun, for the same Reason; and above all, I was intollerably uneasy at making any Fire, least the Smoke which is visible at a great Distance in the Day should betray me; and for this Reason I remov'd that Part of my Business which requir'd Fire; such as burning of Pots, and Pipes, etc. into my new Apartment in the Woods, where after I had been some time, I found to my unspeakable Consolation, a meer natural Cave in the Earth, which went in a vast way, and where, I dare say, no Savage, had he been at the Mouth of it, would be so hardy as to venture in, nor indeed, would any Man else; but one who like me, wanted nothing so much as a safe Retreat

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upon this Scripture, I will deliver thee, and the Impossibility of my Deliverance lay much upon my Mind in Barr of my ever expecting it: But as I was discouraging my self with such Thoughts, it occurr'd to my Mind, that I pored so much upon my Deliverance from the main Affliction, that I disregarded the Deliverance I had receiv'd; and I was, as it were, made to ask my self such Questions as these, viz. Have I not been deliver'd, and wonderfully too, from Sickness? from the most expect greater Deliverance?
This touch'd my Heart very much, and immediately I kneel'd down and gave God Thanks aloud, for my Recovery from my Sickness.
July 4. In the Morning I took the Bible, and beginning at the New Testament, I began seriously to read it, and impos'd upon my self to read a while every Morning and every Night, not tying my self to the Number of Chapters, but as long as my Thoughts

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go to Sea? Upon that I told him some of my Story; at the End of which he burst out with a strange kind of Passion, What had I done, says he, that such an unhappy Wretch should come into my Ship? I would not set my Foot in the same Ship with thee again for a Thousand Pounds. This indeed was, as I said, an Excursion of his Spirits which were yet agitated by the Sense of his Loss, and was farther than he could have Authority to go. However he afterwards talk'd very gravely to me, exhorted me to go back to my Father, and not tempt Providence to my Ruine; told me I might see a visible Hand of Heaven against me, And young Man, said he, depend upon it, if you do not go back, where-ever you go, you will meet with nothing but Disasters and
We parted soon after; for I made him little Answer, and I saw him no more; which way he went, I know not. As for me, having some Money in my Pocket, I travelled to London by Land; and there, as well as on the Road, had many Struggles with my self, what Course of Life I should take, and whether I should go Home, or go to Sea.
As to going Home, Shame opposed the best Motions that offered to my Thoughts; and it immediately occurr'd to me how I should be laugh'd at among the Neighbours, and

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you! How should I? Weep away. As far as I can see, it will be your chief diversion hereafter; unless Linton make amends for other losses: and your provident parent appears to fancy he may. His letters of advice and consolation entertained me vastly. In his last he recommended my jewel to be careful of his; and kind to her when he got her. Careful and kind--that's paternal. But Linton requires his whole stock of care and kindness for himself. Linton can play the little tyrant well. He'll undertake to torture any number of cats, if their teeth be drawn and their claws pared. You'll be able to tell his uncle fine tales of his kindness, when you get home again, I assure you.'
`You're right there!' I said; `explain your son's character. Show his resemblance
I don't much mind speaking of his amiable qualities now,' he answered; `because she must either accept him or remain a prisoner, and you along with her, till your master dies. I can detain you both, quite concealed, here. If you doubt, encourage her to retract her word, and you'll have an opportunity of judging!'
`I'll not retract my word,' said Catherine. `I'll marry him within this hour, if I may go to Thrushcross Grange afterwards. Mr Heathcliff, you're a cruel man, but you're not a fiend; and you won't, from mere malice, destroy irrevocably all my happiness. If papa thought I had left him on purpose, and if he died before I returned, could I bear to live? I've given over crying: but I'm going to kneel here, at your knee; and I'll not get up, and I'll not take my eyes from your face till you look back at me! No, don't turn away! do look! You'll see nothing to provoke you. I don't hate you. I'm not angry that you struck me. Have you never loved anybody in all your life, uncle? never? Ah! you must look once. I'm so wretched, you can't help

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`Heathcliff, you may come forward,' cried Mr Hindley, enjoying his discomfiture, and gratified to see what a forbidding young blackguard he would be compelled to present himself. `You may come and wish Miss Catherine welcome, like the other servants.'
Cathy, catching a glimpse of her friend in his concealment, flew to embrace him; she bestowed seven or eight kisses on his cheek within the second, and then stopped, and drawing back, burst into a laugh, exclaiming, `Why, how very black and cross you look! and how--how funny and grim! But that's because I'm used to Edgar and Isabella Linton. Well, Heathcliff, have you forgotten me?'
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She had some reason to put the question, for shame and pride threw double gloom over his countenance, and kept him immovable.
`Shake hands, Heathcliff,' said Mr Earnshaw, condescendingly; `once in a way, that is permitted.'
`I shall not,' replied the boy, finding his tongue at last; `I shall not stand to be laughed at. I shall not bear it!'
And he would have broken from the circle, but Miss Cathy seized him again.
`I did not mean to laugh at you,' she said; `I could not hinder myself: Heathcliff, shake hands at least! What are you sulky for? It was only that you looked odd. If you wash your face and brush your hair, it will be all right: but you are so dirty!'
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ought to have crushed it: now you should blush to allude to it. You
think of Mr. Rochester?'
It was true. I confessed it by silence.
'Are you going to seek Mr. Rochester?'
'I must find out what is become of him.'
'It remains for me, then,' he said, 'to remember you in my prayers,
and to entreat God for you, in all earnestness, that you may not
indeed become a castaway. I had thought I recognised in you one of the
chosen. But God sees not as man sees: His will be done.'
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He opened the gate, passed through it, and strayed away down the
glen. He was soon out of sight.
On re-entering the parlour, I found Diana standing at the window,
looking very thoughtful. Diana was a great deal taller than I:. she
put her hand on my shoulder, and, stooping, examined my face.
'Jane,' she said, 'you are always agitated and pale now. I am
sure there is something the matter. Tell me what business St. John and
you have on hands. I have watched you this half hour from the
window; you must forgive my being such a spy, but for a long time I
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conscious of an aspect in the last degree ghastly, wild, and
weather-beaten. The two ladies, their brother, Mr. St. John, the old
servant, were all gazing at me.
'St. John, who is it?' I heard one ask.
'I cannot tell: I found her at the door,' was the reply.
'She does look white,' said Hannah.
'As white as clay or death,' was responded. 'She will fall: let her
sit.'
And indeed my head swam: I dropped, but a chair received me. I
still possessed my senses, though just now I could not speak.
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'Perhaps a little water would restore her. Hannah, fetch some.
But she is worn to nothing. How very thin, and how very bloodless!'
'A mere spectre!'
'Is she ill, or only famished?'
'Famished, I think. Hannah, is that milk? Give it me, and a piece
of bread.'
Diana (I knew her by the long curls which I saw drooping between me
and the fire as she bent over me) broke some bread, dipped it in milk,
and put it to my lips. Her face was near mine: I saw there was pity in
it, and I felt sympathy in her hurried breathing. In her simple words,
too, the same balm-like emotion spoke: 'Try to eat.'
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and could find you nowhere, nor the master either; and then, at twelve
o'clock, saw you come in with him.'
'Well, never mind that now,' I interrupted impatiently; 'it is
enough that all was right.'
'I hope all will be right in the end,' she said: 'but believe me,
you cannot be too careful. Try and keep Mr. Rochester at a distance:
distrust yourself as well as him. Gentlemen in his station are not
accustomed to marry their governesses.'
I was growing truly irritated: happily, Adele ran in.
'Let me go,- let me go to Millcote too!' she cried. 'Mr.
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Rochester won't: though there is so much room in the new carriage. Beg
him to let me go, mademoiselle.'
'That I will, Adele'; and I hastened away with her, glad to quit my
gloomy monitress. The carriage was ready: they were bringing it
round to the front, and my master was pacing the pavement, Pilot
following him backwards and forwards.
'Adele may accompany us, may she not, sir?'
'I told her no. I'll have no brats!- I'll have only you.'
'Do let her go, Mr. Rochester, if you please: it would be better.'
'Not it: she will be a restraint.'
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always been kept locked) open slowly, and give passage to the form
of Grace Poole, in prim cap, white apron, and handkerchief; when I
watched her glide along the gallery, her quiet tread muffled in a list
slipper; when I saw her look into the bustling, topsy-turvy bedrooms,-
just say a word, perhaps, to the charwoman about the proper way to
polish a grate, or clean a marble mantelpiece, or take stains from
papered walls, and then pass on. She would thus descend to the kitchen
once a day, eat her dinner, smoke a moderate pipe on the hearth, and
go back, carrying her pot of porter with her, for her private
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solace, in her own gloomy, upper haunt. Only one hour in the
twenty-four did she pass with her fellow-servants below; all the
rest of her time was spent in some low-ceiled, oaken chamber of the
second storey: there she sat and sewed- and probably laughed
drearily to herself,- as companionless as a prisoner in his dungeon.
The strangest thing of all was, that not a soul in the house,
except me, noticed her habits, or seemed to marvel at them: no one
discussed her position or employment; no one pitied her solitude or
isolation. I once, indeed, overheard part of a dialogue between Leah
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his own. 'I am not fond of the prattle of children,' he continued;
'for, old bachelor as I am, I have no pleasant associations
connected with their lisp. It would be intolerable to me to pass a
whole evening tete-a-tete with a brat. Don't draw that chair farther
off, Miss Eyre; sit down exactly where I placed it- if you please,
that is. Confound these civilities! I continually forget them. Nor
do I particularly affect simple-minded old ladies. By the bye, I
must have mine in mind; it won't do to neglect her; she is a
Fairfax, or wed to one; and blood is said to be thicker than water.'
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He rang, and despatched an invitation to Mrs. Fairfax, who soon
arrived, knitting-basket in hand.
'Good evening, madam; I sent to you for a charitable purpose. I
have forbidden Adele to talk to me about her presents, and she is
bursting with repletion; have the goodness to serve her as auditress
and interlocutrice; it will be one of the most benevolent acts you
ever performed.'
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have more, they are apt to be careless and lose them. And, O ma'am!
I wish the woollen stockings were better looked to!- when I was here
last, I went into the kitchen-garden and examined the clothes drying
on the line; there was a quantity of black hose in a very bad state of
repair: from the size of the holes in them I was sure they had not
been well mended from time to time.'
He paused.
'Your directions shall be attended to, sir,' said Miss Temple.
'And, ma'am,' he continued, 'the laundress tells me some of the
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limit them to one.'
'I think I can explain that circumstance, sir. Agnes and
Catherine Johnstone were invited to take tea with some friends at
Lowton last Thursday, and I gave them leave to put on clean tuckers
for the occasion.'
Mr. Brocklehurst nodded.
'Well, for once it may pass; but please not to let the circumstance
occur too often. And there is another thing which surprised me; I
find, in settling accounts with the housekeeper, that a lunch,
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　　文慧丈夫说:你们可没见过啊，一个大老爷们儿，那叫伤心啊，他说想你呀！哈哈哈！哎哟，那话我都不好意思说出口啊。
　　文慧说:说嘛，有什么不能说的？
　　文慧丈夫说:那我可真说了，他说想你想得天天抱着你的枕头，就那个……哈哈哈……
　　文丽的脸“腾”地红了。
　　文慧说:你个没正经的！
　　文慧丈夫说:他说他错了，他不识好歹，找文丽这样的好媳妇不容易，人又漂亮又能干。他请求文丽原谅他这一回，给他个改错的机会，他下次要是再这么对待媳妇，他就是……
　　文秀说:就是混蛋！
　　文慧丈夫:嗨，四川话人家叫龟儿子。
　　文丽高兴起来，说:真的吗？
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　文慧丈夫说:我还能骗你们吗？他说到这儿，我还不信。我对他说，姓佟的，我可告诉你，这回我本来是来拿你条胳膊的。你既然悔过了，我就暂时把那个胳膊寄放在你那膀子上，你要是再犯到我手里，可别怪我翻脸不认人啊。
　　文秀说:哎，怪了，佟志吃这一套啊。
　　文母说:这叫一物降一物啊。
　　文慧丈夫说:不过，我也没逼得太死，给他姓佟的一点面子嘛。我没让他来接文丽，我说文丽不用你接，怕你丢了文丽的人。他感动得都要哭了，你们想想，一个大男人，别往死里整嘛oil painting for sale

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文母抬头看着女儿，声音平静地说:老辈人都说生女儿是一张桌子四条腿。
　　文丽问:这是什么意思？
　　文母说:这生闺女啊，就没说只生一个两个的，非得凑够四条腿这一张桌子才算完哪。我那会儿生你们姐仨，也想要个儿子啊，亲戚五六的就都劝了，说再生肯定还是闺女，我不信啊，真想给你添个弟弟呀。结果你猜怎么着，怀了，没保住，还真是个女胎。唉，你说你要是有个妹妹，你就不会是现在这德性了吧
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文丽脸色茫然，说:我本来也没打算要啊。
　　文母说:打定主意了干吗还回家，上医院啊！
　　文丽说:我不烦佟志吗。
　　文母说:怎么，你有身子他还那什么你？我说这小子，打从结婚那天起看着就生性，瞧那阵把你折腾成啥样儿！现在工厂又没什么事儿，是不是见天缠着你？哎哟，闺女，你可受大罪了吧！
　　文丽烦了，说:妈，我这心里乱着呢，你帮着拿个主意，别老打岔行吗？
　　文母看文丽一眼，放下手中的药箱，说:你说妈还能陪你几年？以后，再大的事也自个掂量着办吧。
　　文丽伤感了，说:妈！我最不爱听你说这种话了。
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　文丽说:去！你当我是病人啊！
　　大庄玩笑说:就你这分量，真到上产床那天，没个起重机恐怕不行。大庄又笑了笑说:哎，你说这儿子有啥好啊，能吃能闹的。一天到晚鼻青脸肿的，我天天骂我老婆！你说我咋就生不了个闺女呢。
　　随后过来的佟志瞪了大庄一眼，说:你就显摆吧。
　　燕妮在后面推着妈妈的腰，佟志在一旁搀着文丽，文丽蹒跚前行，走过的人看着都乐。快到医务室时，燕妮说:妈妈我推不动啦，小弟弟什么时候出来呀？
　　文丽答应着说:快啦快啦。
　　燕妮松了手，文丽也停下来，抬头看看天，白晃晃的太阳直刺人眼，文丽觉得一阵天悬地转，身体一晃，不自由主朝旁边要倒。幸亏佟志没有松手，赶紧扶住，吓得说不出话了。佟志扶着文丽进了医务室，又把燕妮送到托儿所，回来接文丽。他扶着文丽散步，说:这回行，林医生也说是儿子，你高兴吧？
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　文丽问:难不成你不高兴？
　　佟志嘿嘿笑，说:咱还是回家吧。
　　文丽点点头:行，该回家喝铁剂了。
　　佟志扶着文丽回了家，文丽坐下来，捧着医务室拿回的铁剂喝，喝一口呕一口，她忍不住了说:跟吃铁钉子一样，你说咱儿子那把会不会变成铁钩子啊。文丽说着笑了。佟志却不能开心，因为医生说文丽缺营养，家里没东西给文丽吃。佟志要往外走。
　　文丽问:你去哪儿？还拉个脸，给谁看啊！
　　佟志说:儿子吃你的肉喝你的血，你吃什么呀？
　　文丽说:不就没鸡蛋嘛，我还不爱吃呢。我现在闻不得鸡蛋，跟鸡屎一样。呕……说着文丽要吐，佟志赶紧端过小盆。文丽只是干呕了几声。
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　　“你凑什么热闹！”甄一然刚迈出几步，又意识到了什么，忙回头问，“你什么意思？为什么要求处分？”
　　“我……”小马头垂着更低了，“我以为要枪毙老常，就……就把他……”
　　甄一然忙问：“你把他怎么了？”
　　“我把他放走了！”小马嘟哝着。
　　“你……”甄一然勃然大怒，“你胡闹！”
　　甄一然快步向关着常发的窑洞走。
　　甄一然气冲冲地走向窑洞。他们来到关常发的窑洞门前，甄一然突然止步，所有的警卫员也都停了下来。他们分明听到了窑洞里传出的呼噜声，打得山响。甄一然一脚踹开门冲了进去。
　　常发四仰八叉地展躺在土炕上睡得正香。
　　小马奇怪地揉着后脑勺：“不对呀，我……我分明送他走了。”
　　甄一然转过身，背对常发，冲墙喊了一声：“这是谁家的闺女？”
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　如同听到作战命令一般，常发呼的一声跃了起来，脑袋差点儿撞到了窑顶。“在……在哪儿？”常发怔怔地望着，眼睛一眨一眨，他看清了甄一然：“甄书记……”
　　甄一然忍着笑，脸沉得更黑：“你有胆，你不是跑了吗？”
　　“我想跑来着，可小马不让！”常发把目光转向愣愣的小马，“他说……我要跑了就是汉奸！就真的该枪毙了！”
　　“他说的不对，是我让他跑他不跑！”小马低声说。
　　常发望向小马：“不对，是我怕死，想当逃兵，小马给我念了一切行动听指挥，我才答应留下的！小马，你做了好人，为啥不敢承认？”
　　小马感激地：“老常……”
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