And every night, late at night, I turned the lock of his door and opened it C oh,so gently! And then, when I had made an opening big enough for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed that no light shone out, and then I stuck in my head.

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I wanted to go back and leer at my strange Dickensian mother in the hash joint. I tingled all over from head to foot.

这时的我已经有些神志不清，真想回去看看,小饭馆里奇怪的幽灵一般的母亲。

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