Giles

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• You're a falsehood, Mr. Giles,' said Brittles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• The post-chaise drove up to the door shortly afterwards; and Giles coming in for the luggage, the good doctor bustled out, to see it packed. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I turned down the clothes'; continued Giles, rolling back the table-cloth, 'sat up in bed; and listened. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• This done, the postboy drove off; Giles, Mr. Maylie, and Oliver, followed at their leisure. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Wounded desperate, miss,' replied Giles, with indescribable complacency. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I don't know what to think,' replied poor Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• A kind of a busting noise,' replied Mr. Giles, looking round him. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Giles--Clement--dogs and varlets! 沃尔特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
• Thank you, sir, said Mr. Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Giles, Clement, and Eustace! 沃尔特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
• Heerd a noise,' continued Mr. Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Fancy that he fired in the air, and you've fought a duel, Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mr. Giles directed an appealing glance at the tinker; but he had suddenly fallen asleep. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• The fact was, that Mr. Giles had not, at first, been able to bring his mind to the avowal, that he had only shot a boy. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Have you shot anything particular, lately, Giles? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mr. Giles, who had been feverishly putting the tea-cups to rights, blushed very red, and said that he had had that honour. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• None at all, sir,' replied Mr. Giles, with much gravity. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• It was, when _you_ heerd it, sir,' rejoined Mr. Giles; 'but, at this time, it had a busting sound. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• You may depend upon it,' said Giles, 'that that gate stopped the flow of the excitement. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I'm here, miss,' replied Mr. Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Not a bit of it,' replied Mr. Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mr. Giles, are you a Protestant? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Mr. Giles, dressed with scrupulous care in a full suit of black, was in attendance upon them. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I don't know; I really don't know,' said Giles, with a rueful countenance. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Blathers and Duff looked at Mr. Giles, as he was thus recommended to their notice. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• The boy is very well, sir,' said Mr. Giles, recovering his usual tone of patronage; 'and sends his respectful duty, sir. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• They said the last unsuccessful candidate at Middlemarch--Giles, wasn't his name? 乔治·艾略特. 米德尔马契.
• Mr. Giles looked round with a patronising air, as much as to say that so long as they behaved properly, he would never desert them. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• Is it you, Giles? 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• You're a lie, Brittles,' said Mr. Giles. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.

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