1 They always die when I'm at meals.
2 Some of the old women dying, I suppose.
3 You had been dying; trembling between earth and heaven.
4 Well, ma'am,' rejoined the beadle, 'he went away; and he did die in the streets.
5 'I heard the doctor tell them I was dying,' replied the child with a faint smile.
6 It was the very place for a homeless boy, who must die in the streets unless some one helped him.
7 When I came back, she was dying; and all the blood in my heart has dried up, for they starved her to death.
8 I've seen a many people die; little babes and great strong men; and I know when death's a-coming, well enough.
9 'Now listen to me,' said the dying woman aloud, as if making a great effort to revive one latent spark of energy.
10 'No, no,' replied the matron, inclining her head to catch the words, as they came more faintly from the dying woman.
11 Then, falling upon his knees, he prayed Heaven to spare him from such deeds; and rather to will that he should die at once, than be reserved for crimes, so fearful and appalling.
12 They belong to the old gentleman,' said Oliver, wringing his hands; 'to the good, kind, old gentleman who took me into his house, and had me nursed, when I was near dying of the fever.
13 Bleak, dark, and piercing cold, it was a night for the well-housed and fed to draw round the bright fire and thank God they were at home; and for the homeless, starving wretch to lay him down and die.
14 The attendant did as she was told: shaking her head meanwhile, to intimate that the woman would not die so easily; having done so, she resumed her seat by the side of the other nurse, who had by this time returned.
15 After a short return of the stupor in which he had been so long plunged, Oliver: urged by a creeping sickness at his heart, which seemed to warn him that if he lay there, he must surely die: got upon his feet, and essayed to walk.
16 It was not until the night of this last awful day, that a withering sense of his helpless, desperate state came in its full intensity upon his blighted soul; not that he had ever held any defined or positive hope of mercy, but that he had never been able to consider more than the dim probability of dying so soon.
17 At this intelligence, the worthy Mrs. Corney muttered a variety of invectives against old women who couldn't even die without purposely annoying their betters; and, muffling herself in a thick shawl which she hastily caught up, briefly requested Mr. Bumble to stay till she came back, lest anything particular should occur.
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