Холодный дом

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           Toocapriciousandimperiousinallshedoestobethecauseofmuchsurpriseinthoseaboutherastoanythingshedoes,thiswoman,looselymuffled,goesoutintothemoonlight.Mercuryattendswiththekey.Havingopenedthegarden-gate,hedeliversthekeyintohisLady’shandsatherrequestandisbiddentogoback.Shewillwalktheresometimetoeaseherachinghead.Shemaybeanhour,shemaybemore.Sheneedsnofurtherescort.Thegateshutsuponitsspringwithaclash,andheleavesherpassingonintothedarkshadeofsometrees.Afinenight,andabrightlargemoon,andmultitudesofstars.Mr.Tulkinghorn,inrepairingtohiscellarandinopeningandshuttingthoseresoundingdoors,hastocrossalittleprison-likeyard.Helooksupcasually,thinkingwhatafinenight,whatabrightlargemoon,whatmultitudesofstars!Aquietnight,too.Averyquietnight.Whenthemoonshinesverybrilliantly,asolitudeandstillnessseemtoproceedfromherthatinfluenceevencrowdedplacesfulloflife.

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