Corney

• Eh, Mrs. Corney? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Cold night, Mrs. Corney,' said this young gentleman, as the matron entered. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mrs. Corney,' said Mr. Bumble, stooping over the matron, 'what is this, ma'am? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• He fixed his eyes on Mrs. Corney as he said this; and if ever a beadle looked tender, Mr. Bumble was that beadle at that moment. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Peppermint,' exclaimed Mrs. Corney, in a faint voice, smiling gently on the beadle as she spoke. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mrs. Corney sobbed. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• The board allows you coals, don't they, Mrs. Corney? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mrs. Corney drooped her head, when the beadle said this; the beadle drooped his, to get a view of Mrs. Corney's face. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mrs. Corney rose to get another cup and saucer from the closet. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I can't help it,' said Mrs. Corney. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• It's very comforting,' said Mrs. Corney. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• The one little, little, little word, my blessed Corney? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I'm better now,' said Mrs. Corney, falling back, after drinking half of it. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Yes,' replied Mrs. Corney, bashfully. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Nothing,' replied Mrs. Corney. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mrs. Corney sighed. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mr. Bumble had married Mrs. Corney, and was master of the workhouse. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• In fact, Mrs. Corney was about to solace herself with a cup of tea. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• That's the rule now, Mrs. Corney, all over the country. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• It might have been the latter; for Mrs. Corney looked at it as she spoke; and took it up afterwards. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Don't sigh, Mrs. Corney,' said Mr. Bumble. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Oh, Mrs. Corney, what a prospect this opens! 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• The black teapot, being very small and easily filled, ran over while Mrs. Corney was moralising; and the water slightly scalded Mrs. Corney's hand. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• And candles,' replied Mrs. Corney, slightly returning the pressure. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Hard-hearted, Mrs. Corney? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mrs. Corney twice essayed to speak: and twice failed. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Except,' said Mrs. Corney, pausing, 'except to a poor desolate creature like me. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• We are all weak creeturs,' said Mrs. Corney, laying down a general principle. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Oh, Mrs. Corney, what an Angel you are! 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Are you a weak creetur, Mrs. Corney? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.

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