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Chapter XXVI Reaping the Whirlwind*locked

  • Charles Dickens


With a precursory sound of hurried breath and hurried feet, Mr. Pancks rushed into Arthur Clennam’s Counting-house. The Inquest was over, the letter was public, the Bank was broken, the other model structures of straw had taken fire and were turned to smoke....

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