oliver twist(雾都孤儿(孤星血泪))-第88章

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How　Mr。　Brownlow　went　on；　from　day　to　day；　filling　the　mind　of　
his　adopted　child　with　stores　of　knowledge；　and　becoming　
attached　to　him；　more　and　more；　as　his　nature　developed　itself；　
and　showed　the　thriving　seeds　of　all　he　wished　him　to　become—　
how　he　traced　in　him　new　traits　of　his　early　friend；　that　awakened　
in　his　own　bosom　old　remembrances；　melancholy　and　yet　sweet　
and　soothing—how　the　two　orphans；　tried　by　adversity；　
remembered　its　lessons　in　mercy　to　others；　and　mutual　love；　and　
fervent　thanks　to　Him　who　had　protected　and　preserved　them—　
these　are　all　matters　which　need　not　be　told。　I　have　said　that　they　
were　truly　happy；　and　without　strong　affection　and　humanity　of　
heart；　and　gratitude　to　that　Being　whose　code　is　Mercy；　and　whose　
great　attribute　is　Benevolence　to　all　things　that　breathe；　happiness　
can　never　be　attained。　

Within　the　altar　of　the　old　village　church　there　stands　a　white　
marble　tablet；　which　bears　as　yet　but　one　word：　“AGNES。”　There　

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is　no　coffin　in　that　tomb；　and　may　it　be　many；　many　years；　before　
another　name　is　placed　above　it！　But；　if　the　spirits　of　the　Dead　ever　
come　back　to　earth；　to　visit　spots　hallowed　by　the　love—the　love　
beyond　the　grave—of　those　whom　they　knew　in　life；　I　believe　that　
the　shade　of　Agnes　sometimes　hovers　round　that　solemn　nook。　I　
believe　it　none　the　less　because　that　nook　is　in　a　church；　and　she　
was　weak　and　erring。　

The　End　

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