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[S]he stood for some moments gazing at the sisters, with affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the other.

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Charles Dickens
Age: 58 †
Born: 1812
Born: February 7
Died: 1870
Died: June 9
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Charles John Huffam Dickens
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