Potterson

Potterson beheld him knuckling his low forehead, and ducking at her with his head, as if he were asking leave to fling himself head foremost over the half-door and alight on his feet in the bar.

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Potterson by the shoulder, and pointing to the half-door.

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Therefore, I disembarked with my valise in my hand — as Potterson the steward and Mr Jacob Kibble my fellow-passenger afterwards remembered — and waited for him in the dark by that very Limehouse

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Miss Abbey Potterson, to whom their escort (presenting them and their pretended business over the half-door of the bar, in a confidential way) preferred his figurative request that ‘a mouthful of fire’ might be lighted in Cosy.

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Abbey Potterson, to whom he presented himself, and was about to introduce his young companion when Miss Wren interrupted him:

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Therefore, I disembarked with my valise in my hand -- as Potterson the steward and Mr Jacob Kibble my fellow-passenger afterwards remembered -- and waited for him in the dark by that very Limehouse Church which is now behind me.

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Miss Abbey Potterson, to whom their escort (presenting them and their pretended business over the half-door of the bar, in a confidential way) preferred his figurative request that 'a mouthful of fire 'might be lighted in Cosy.

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Potterson beheld him knuckling his low forehead, and ducking at her with his head, as if he were asking leave to fling himself head foremost over the half-door and alight on his feet in the bar.

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Potterson started up, started back, and exclaimed: 'Heaven defend us, what's that!'

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Potterson by the shoulder, and pointing to the half-door.

Our Mutual Friend Charles Dickens 1841