“ A man’s life being to be taken and the price of it got, the hailstones to arrest the purpose must lie larger and deeper than those. ”
Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend (1865). copy citation
| Author | Charles Dickens |
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| Source | Our Mutual Friend |
| Topic | price life |
| Date | 1865 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/883/883-h/883-h.htm |
Context
“Aslant against the hard implacable weather and the rough wind, he was no more to be driven back than hurried forward, but held on like an advancing Destiny. There came, when they were about midway on their journey, a heavy rush of hail, which in a few minutes pelted the streets clear, and whitened them. It made no difference to him. A man’s life being to be taken and the price of it got, the hailstones to arrest the purpose must lie larger and deeper than those. He crashed through them, leaving marks in the fast-melting slush that were mere shapeless holes; one might have fancied, following, that the very fashion of humanity had departed from his feet.
The blast went by, and the moon contended with the fast-flying clouds, and the wild disorder reigning up there made the pitiful little tumults in the streets of no account.”
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