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'Well, why won't yer come along of me altogether, an' you'll be arright then?' he answered. 'Na, that's no go; I can't do thet.' He had often asked her to live with him entirely, but she had always refused. WELL WHY WON'T YOU COME ALONG OF ME ALTOGETHER AND YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT THEN HE ANSWERED NA THAT'S NO GO I CAN'T DO THAT HE HAD OFTEN ASKED HER TO LIVE WITH HIM ENTIRELY BUT SHE HAD ALWAYS REFUSED
 guards and porters shouting out the departure of the trains, the shrill whistling of the steam-engine, the hurry and bustle and confusion. About eleven o'clock, when the trains grew less frequent, they got some quietness; but then their minds were troubled, and they felt heavy, sad and miserable. One evening they had been sitting at Waterloo Station; it was foggy outside--a thick, yellow November fog, which filled the waiting-room, entering the lungs, and making the mouth taste nasty and the eyes smart. It was about half-past eleven, and the station was unusually quiet; a few passengers, in wraps and overcoats, were walking to and fro, waiting for the last train, and one or two porters were standing about yawning. Liza and Jim had remained for an hour in perfect silence, filled with a gloomy unhappiness, as of a great weight on their brains. Liza was sitting forward, with her elbows on her knees, resting her face on her hands. 'I wish I was straight,' she said at last, not looking up. RS AND LETTING IN A BLAST OF COLD AIR THEY HATED THE NOISE OF THE GUARDS AND PORTERS SHOUTING OUT THE DEPARTURE OF THE TRAINS THE SHRILL WHISTLING OF THE STEAM ENGINE THE HURRY AND BUSTLE AND CONFUSION ABOUT ELEVEN O'CLOCK WHEN THE TRAINS GREW LESS FREQUENT THEY GOT SOME QUIETNESS BUT THEN THEIR MINDS WERE TROUBLED AND THEY FELT HEAVY SAD AND MISERABLE ONE EVENING THEY HAD BEEN SITTING AT WATERLOO STATION IT WAS FOGGY OUTSIDE A THICK YELLOW NOVEMBER FOG ENTERING THE LUNGS AND MAKING THE MOUTH TASTE NASTY AND THE EYES SMART IT WAS ABOUT HALF PAST ELEVEN AND THE STATION WAS UNUSUALLY QUIET A FEW PASSENGERS IN WRAPS AND OVERCOATS WERE WALKING TO AND FRO WAITING FOR THE LAST TRAIN BUT ONE OR TWO PORTERS WERE STANDING ABOUT YAWNING LIZA AND JIM HAD REMAINED FOR AN HOUR IN PERFECT SILENCE FILLED WITH A GLOOMY UNHAPPINESS AS OF A GREAT WEIGHT ON THEIR BRAIN LIZA WAS SITTING FORWARD WITH HER ELBOWS ON HER KNEES RESTING HER FACE ON HER HANDS I WISH I WAS STRAIGHT SHE SAID AT LAST NOT LOOKING UP
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