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The expression pervading the countenance of the one was vulgarity; of the other, that which is rarely found, except in persons of high birth. ” There was a long silence. Advancing towards him, he made him a formal salutation, which was coldly returned. She was instinctively aware of him as she had been of Julian. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. She could not bear the shame of it. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father.
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