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many a winter season gone. Heaped up on the floor, to forma kind of throne, were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn,great joints of meat, sucking-pigs, long wreaths of sausages,mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chestnuts,cherry-cheeked apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears,immense twelfth-cakes, ... | 1Dickens |
“At what hour did he come on board?”“At a little after midnight.”“In the dead of the night. Was he the only passenger who came on boardat that untimely hour?”“He happened to be the only one.”“Never mind about ‘happening,’ Mr. Lorry. He was the only passenger whocame on board in the dead of the night?”“Were you travelli... | 1Dickens |
watching them, very much puzzled as to what I should do next. To follow them and break into their intimate conversation seemed to be an outrage, and yet my clear duty was never for an instant to let him out of my sight. To act the spy upon a friend was a hateful task. Still, I could see no bet... | 2Doyle |
My only other remembrances of the great festival are, That theywouldn’t let me go to sleep, but whenever they saw me dropping off,woke me up and told me to enjoy myself. That, rather late in theevening Mr. Wopsle gave us Collins’s ode, and threw his bloodstainedsword in thunder down, with such effect, that a waiter cam... | 1Dickens |
quiet walk on the marshes next Sunday, Biddy, and a long chat.”My sister was never left alone now; but Joe more than readily undertookthe care of her on that Sunday afternoon, and Biddy and I went outtogether. It was summer-time, and lovely weather. When we had passedthe village and the church and the churchyard, and w... | 1Dickens |
marks my zero-point, I fancy. Read it!” He tossed a crumpled letterIt was dated from Montague Place upon the preceding evening, and ran “DEAR MR. HOLMES,—I am very anxious to consult you as to whether I should or should not accept a situation which has been offered to me as governess. I shall call at half-past... | 2Doyle |
“And in this way he managed that your good man should have no want ofdrink, and that a ladder should be ready at the moment when your master“You have it, sir, just as it happened.”“I am sure we owe you an apology, Mrs. Toller,” said Holmes, “for youhave certainly cleared up everything which puzzled us. And here comesth... | 2Doyle |
who, infected by the most pestilent and blasphemous code of devilry thatever was known, abandoned his property to the vilest scum of the earththat ever did murder by wholesale, and you ask me why I am sorry that aman who instructs youth knows him? Well, but I’ll answer you. I am sorrybecause I believe there is contamin... | 1Dickens |
in the second largest private banking concern in the City of London.What could have happened, then, to bring one of the foremost citizensof London to this most pitiable pass? We waited, all curiosity, untilwith another effort he braced himself to tell his story.“I feel that time is of value,” said he; “that is why I ha... | 2Doyle |
I could say they were not.""The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour,"Both very busy, sir.""Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first,that something had occurred to stop them in theiruseful course," said Scrooge. "I'm very glad to"Under the impression that they scarcely furnishChristian cheer of mind or bo... | 1Dickens |
his bite and stared at me, were too evident to escape my sister’s“What’s the matter _now_?” said she, smartly, as she put down her cup.“I say, you know!” muttered Joe, shaking his head at me in very seriousremonstrance. “Pip, old chap! You’ll do yourself a mischief. It’llstick somewhere. You can’t have chawed it, Pip.”... | 1Dickens |
window-breaking, and thence to the plundering of public-houses, was easyand natural. At last, after several hours, when sundry summer-houses hadbeen pulled down, and some area-railings had been torn up, to armthe more belligerent spirits, a rumour got about that the Guards werecoming. Before this rumour, the crowd grad... | 1Dickens |
“I have no doubt that I am very stupid, but I must confess that I amunable to follow you. For example, how did you deduce that this man wasFor answer Holmes clapped the hat upon his head. It came right over theforehead and settled upon the bridge of his nose. “It is a question ofcubic capacity,” said he; “a man with so... | 2Doyle |
I had given him up for dead and had gone to England, followed me there,and had come upon me at last on the very morning of my second wedding.”“I saw it in a paper,” explained the American. “It gave the name andthe church but not where the lady lived.”“Then we had a talk as to what we should do, and Frank was all forope... | 2Doyle |
forming, and the voices of the birds had been strengthening, by day andby night, under the sun and under the stars, while poor I lay burningand tossing on my bed, the mere remembrance of having burned and tossedthere came like a check upon my peace. But when I heard the Sundaybells, and looked around a little more upon... | 1Dickens |
accomplishing many similar objects akin in their nature to the abolitionof eagles by sprinkling salt on the tails of the race. Him, Darnay heardwith a particular feeling of objection; and Darnay stood divided betweengoing away that he might hear no more, and remaining to interpose hisword, when the thing that was to be... | 1Dickens |
her needle-work before the fire, and Joe sat next Biddy, and I sat nextJoe in the corner opposite my sister. The more I looked into theglowing coals, the more incapable I became of looking at Joe; thelonger the silence lasted, the more unable I felt to speak.At length I got out, “Joe, have you told Biddy?”“No, Pip,” re... | 1Dickens |
their frenzied eyes;--eyes which any unbrutalised beholder would havegiven twenty years of life, to petrify with a well-directed gun.All this was seen in a moment, as the vision of a drowning man, or ofany human creature at any very great pass, could see a world if itwere there. They drew back from the window, and the ... | 1Dickens |
dancing with him several times. This left me no course but to regretthat I had been “betrayed into a warmth which,” and on the whole torepudiate, as untenable, the idea that I was to be found anywhere.Drummle and I then sat snorting at one another for an hour, while theGrove engaged in indiscriminate contradiction, and... | 1Dickens |
be the most difficult of all; but, remembering his old Sunday morningconversation with Miss Pross, and remembering what he had seen in thelast nine days, he knew that he must face it.“The occupation resumed under the influence of this passing afflictionso happily recovered from,” said Mr. Lorry, clearing his throat, “w... | 1Dickens |
dust from his feet, and quietly walked downstairs.He was a man of about sixty, handsomely dressed, haughty in manner, andwith a face like a fine mask. A face of a transparent paleness; everyfeature in it clearly defined; one set expression on it. The nose,beautifully formed otherwise, was very slightly pinched at the t... | 1Dickens |
our wits’ end what to do. Then Oberstein had this idea about the trainswhich halted under his back window. But first he examined the paperswhich I had brought. He said that three of them were essential, andthat he must keep them. ‘You cannot keep them,’ said I. ‘There will bea dreadful row at Woolwich if they are not r... | 2Doyle |
From this central block rose the twin towers, ancient, crenelated, and pierced with many loopholes. To right and left of the turrets were more modern wings of black granite. A dull light shone through heavy mullioned windows, and from the high chimneys which rose from the steep, high-angled ro... | 2Doyle |
she was afraid that he really _was_ hurt this time. However, though shecould see nothing but the soles of his feet, she was much relieved tohear that he was talking on in his usual tone. “All kinds of fastness,”he repeated: “but it was careless of him to put another man’s helmeton—with the man in it, too.”“How _can_ yo... | 0Caroll |
round and round the flowered pattern of my dressing-gown.“Had a drop, Joe?”“Why yes,” said Joe, lowering his voice, “he’s left the Church and wentinto the playacting. Which the playacting have likeways brought him toLondon along with me. And his wish were,” said Joe, getting thebird’s-nest under his left arm for the mo... | 1Dickens |
to-night, and start for Winchester to-morrow.” With a few gratefulwords to Holmes she bade us both good-night and bustled off upon her“At least,” said I as we heard her quick, firm steps descending thestairs, “she seems to be a young lady who is very well able to take“And she would need to be,” said Holmes gravely. “I ... | 2Doyle |
the faintness of solitude and disuse. It was like the last feeble echoof a sound made long and long ago. So entirely had it lost the life andresonance of the human voice, that it affected the senses like a oncebeautiful colour faded away into a poor weak stain. So sunken andsuppressed it was, that it was like a voice u... | 1Dickens |
have a promising career before you. Be good—deserve it—and abide by Mr.Jaggers’s instructions.” She looked at me, and looked at Sarah, andSarah’s countenance wrung out of her watchful face a cruel smile.“Good-bye, Pip!—you will always keep the name of Pip, you know.”She stretched out her hand, and I went down on my kne... | 1Dickens |
me. No doubt there are natural enemies which limit the increase of thecreatures. You and I, Watson, we have done our part. Shall the world,then, be overrun by oysters? No, no; horrible! You’ll convey all thatis in your mind.”I left him full of the image of this magnificent intellect babblinglike a foolish child. He had... | 2Doyle |
those who were cut to pieces. One prisoner there was, he said, who hadbeen discharged into the street free, but at whom a mistaken savage hadthrust a pike as he passed out. Being besought to go to him and dressthe wound, the Doctor had passed out at the same gate, and had found himin the arms of a company of Samaritans... | 1Dickens |
In fact it was rather difficult for her to keep in her place while shemade her speech: the two Queens pushed her so, one on each side, thatthey nearly lifted her up into the air: “I rise to return thanks—”Alice began: and she really _did_ rise as she spoke, several inches;but she got hold of the edge of the table, and ... | 0Caroll |
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So with this excuse she ran down the hill and jumped over the first ofthe six little brooks.* * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * *“Tickets, please!” said the Guard, putting his head in at the window.In a moment everybody was holding... | 0Caroll |
mushroom, and crawled away into the grass, merely remarking as it went,"One side will make you grow taller, and the other side will make you"One side of _what_? The other side of _what_?" thought Alice to"Of the mushroom," said the Caterpillar, just as if she had asked italoud; and in another moment it was out of sight... | 0Caroll |
“You do not find it easy to advise me?” said Mr. Lorry. “I quiteunderstand it to be a nice question. And yet I think--” And there heshook his head, and stopped.“You see,” said Doctor Manette, turning to him after an uneasy pause,“it is very hard to explain, consistently, the innermost workingsof this poor man’s mind. H... | 1Dickens |
Herbert and I agreed that we could do nothing else but be verycautious. And we were very cautious indeed,—more cautious than before,if that were possible,—and I for my part never went near Chinks’sBasin, except when I rowed by, and then I only looked at Mill Pond Bankas I looked at anything else.The second of the two m... | 1Dickens |
all my adventures, Mr. Holmes, and I should be very glad if you couldtell me what it all means, and, above all, what I should do.”Holmes and I had listened spellbound to this extraordinary story. Myfriend rose now and paced up and down the room, his hands in hispockets, and an expression of the most profound gravity up... | 2Doyle |
tool in his hands. Why should I preserve faith with him who never kept any with me? Why should I try to shield him from the consequences of his own wicked acts? Ask me what you like, and there is nothing which I shall hold back. One thing I swear to you, and that is that when I wrote the lette... | 2Doyle |
“Only neither of us is,” I remarked.“Yah!” said Wemmick, touching me on the breast with his forefinger;“you’re a deep one, Mr. Pip! Would you like to have a look at Newgate?Have you time to spare?”I had so much time to spare, that the proposal came as a relief,notwithstanding its irreconcilability with my latent desire... | 1Dickens |
three-fourths of the notes in the whole gamut of Crime, were put toDeath. Not that it did the least good in the way of prevention--itmight almost have been worth remarking that the fact was exactly thereverse--but, it cleared off (as to this world) the trouble of eachparticular case, and left nothing else connected wit... | 1Dickens |
caught at the brooch; but it was too late: the pin had slipped, and theQueen had pricked her finger.“That accounts for the bleeding, you see,” she said to Alice with asmile. “Now you understand the way things happen here.”“But why don’t you scream now?” Alice asked, holding her hands ready toput over her ears again.“Wh... | 0Caroll |
and winds were setting straight and strong towards it. He left histwo letters with a trusty porter, to be delivered half an hour beforemidnight, and no sooner; took horse for Dover; and began his journey.“For the love of Heaven, of justice, of generosity, of the honour ofyour noble name!” was the poor prisoner’s cry wi... | 1Dickens |
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leading by the bridle an ass laden with wood."Why, it's Ali Baba!" Scrooge exclaimed in ecstasy. "It'sdear old honest Ali Baba! Yes, yes, I know! One Christmastime, when yonder solitary child was left here all alone,he did come, for the first time, just like that. Poor boy! AndValentine," said Scrooge, "and his wild br... | 1Dickens |
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in the pocket of the deceased was a letter from you saying that youwould be with him on the night of his death. It was the envelope ofthis letter which gave us the dead man’s name and address. It was afternine this morning when we reached his house and found neither you noranyone else inside it. I wired to Mr. Gregson ... | 2Doyle |
information. He had never been suspected of stealing a silver tea-pot;he had been maligned respecting a mustard-pot, but it turned out to beonly a plated one. He had known the last witness seven or eight years;that was merely a coincidence. He didn’t call it a particularly curiouscoincidence; most coincidences were cur... | 1Dickens |
I selected the materials for a suit, with the assistance of Mr. Trabb’sjudgment, and re-entered the parlour to be measured. For although Mr.Trabb had my measure already, and had previously been quite contentedwith it, he said apologetically that it “wouldn’t do under existingcircumstances, sir,—wouldn’t do at all.” So,... | 1Dickens |
the fire. Her graceful figure and her beautiful face expressed aself-possessed indifference to the wild heat of the other, that was“You stock and stone!” exclaimed Miss Havisham. “You cold, cold heart!”“What?” said Estella, preserving her attitude of indifference as sheleaned against the great chimney-piece and only mo... | 1Dickens |
inhospitable abode. Was he our malignant enemy, or was he by chance our guardian angel? I swore that I would not leave the hut Outside the sun was sinking low and the west was blazing with scarlet and gold. Its reflection was shot back in ruddy patches by the distant pools which lay amid the g... | 2Doyle |
For answer the man waved a small brown-paper parcel triumphantly above“You can give me the glad hand to-night, mister,” he cried. “I’mbringing home the bacon at last.”“Same as I said in my cable. Every last one of them, semaphore, lampcode, Marconi—a copy, mind you, not the original. That was toodangerous. But it’s the... | 2Doyle |
forced before now, and why should not mine be? If so, how terriblewould be the position in which I should find myself! I determined,therefore, that for the next few days I would always carry the casebackward and forward with me, so that it might never be really out ofmy reach. With this intention, I called a cab and dr... | 2Doyle |
back, all drifting by, as on the swift stream of my life fast running“_You_ with a uncle too! Why, I know’d you at Gargery’s when you was sosmall a wolf that I could have took your weazen betwixt this finger andthumb and chucked you away dead (as I’d thoughts o’ doing, odd times,when I see you loitering amongst the pol... | 1Dickens |
to the Hall. Good heavens, are you mad?” He had uttered a cry and bent over the body. Now he was dancing and laughing and wringing my hand. Could this be my stern, self-contained friend? These were hidden fires, indeed! “A beard! A beard! The man has a beard!” “It is not the baronet—it is... | 2Doyle |
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“I see that you have had some great trouble,” responded Holmes.“God knows I have!—a trouble which is enough to unseat my reason, sosudden and so terrible is it. Public disgrace I might have faced,although I am a man whose character has never yet borne a stain.Private affliction also is the lot of every man; but the two... | 2Doyle |
spirits of the scene: noisily commenting, applauding, disapproving,anticipating, and precipitating the result, without a check. Of the men,the greater part were armed in various ways; of the women, some woreknives, some daggers, some ate and drank as they looked on, manyknitted. Among these last, was one, with a spare ... | 1Dickens |
It was, then, with considerable surprise that I received a telegramfrom Holmes last Tuesday—he has never been known to write where atelegram would serve—in the following terms: “Why not tell them of theCornish horror—strangest case I have handled.” I have no idea whatbackward sweep of memory had brought the matter fres... | 2Doyle |
“I do indeed, Joe.”“Lookee here, old chap,” said Joe. “I done what I could to keep you andTickler in sunders, but my power were not always fully equal to myinclinations. For when your poor sister had a mind to drop into you, itwere not so much,” said Joe, in his favourite argumentative way, “thatshe dropped into me too... | 1Dickens |
But, in the composure of his manner he was unaltered, except that to theshrewd glance of Mr. Lorry it disclosed some shadowy indication that theold air of avoidance and dread had lately passed over him, like a coldHe gave his arm to his daughter, and took her down-stairs to the chariotwhich Mr. Lorry had hired in honou... | 1Dickens |
shining Bull’s Eye of their Court, a glittering multitude of laughingladies and fine lords; and in jewels and silks and powder and splendourand elegantly spurning figures and handsomely disdainful faces of bothsexes, the mender of roads bathed himself, so much to his temporaryintoxication, that he cried Long live the K... | 1Dickens |
whence he could see what passed in the hall beneath. He saw herstealthily open the window, hand out the coronet to someone in thegloom, and then closing it once more hurry back to her room, passingquite close to where he stood hid behind the curtain.“As long as she was on the scene he could not take any action without ... | 2Doyle |
ground to sleep or smoke, while others talked together, or loiteredabout. The red cap and tri-colour cockade were universal, both among menWhen he had sat in his saddle some half-hour, taking note of thesethings, Darnay found himself confronted by the same man in authority,who directed the guard to open the barrier. Th... | 1Dickens |
honest tradesman, and not to occupy your female mind with calculationswhen he took to his trade or when he didn’t. A honouring and obeyingwife would let his trade alone altogether. Call yourself a religiouswoman? If you’re a religious woman, give me a irreligious one! You haveno more nat’ral sense of duty than the bed ... | 1Dickens |
had shut an avenue of a hundred doors to keep him out, and then hadfound him at my elbow. I could not doubt, either, that he was there,because I was there, and that, however slight an appearance of dangerthere might be about us, danger was always near and active.I put such questions to Mr. Wopsle as, When did the man c... | 1Dickens |
bread, and ultimately a fat family urn; which the waiter staggered inwith, expressing in his countenance burden and suffering. After aprolonged absence at this stage of the entertainment, he at length cameback with a casket of precious appearance containing twigs. These Isteeped in hot water, and so from the whole of t... | 1Dickens |
Here is a glass of mulled wine ready to our hand at themoment; and I say, 'Uncle Scrooge!'""Well! Uncle Scrooge!" they cried."A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to the oldman, whatever he is!" said Scrooge's nephew. "He wouldn'ttake it from me, but may he have it, nevertheless. UncleUncle Scrooge had imperceptibly ... | 1Dickens |
The Spirit, stronger yet, repulsed him.Holding up his hands in a last prayer to have his fatereversed, he saw an alteration in the Phantom's hood and dress.It shrunk, collapsed, and dwindled down into a bedpost.STAVE V: THE END OF ITYES! and the bedpost was his own. The bed was his own,the room was his own. Best and h... | 1Dickens |
them right, half of the half-dozen had become members of a fantasticsect of Convulsionists, and were even then considering within themselveswhether they should foam, rage, roar, and turn cataleptic on thespot--thereby setting up a highly intelligible finger-post to theFuture, for Monseigneur’s guidance. Besides these D... | 1Dickens |
when Joe stopped me.“Stay a bit. I know what you’re a-going to say, Pip; stay a bit! Idon’t deny that your sister comes the Mo-gul over us, now and again. Idon’t deny that she do throw us back-falls, and that she do drop downupon us heavy. At such times as when your sister is on the Ram-page,Pip,” Joe sank his voice to... | 1Dickens |
the country, notably in Tennessee, Louisiana, the Carolinas, Georgia,and Florida. Its power was used for political purposes, principally forthe terrorising of the negro voters and the murdering and driving fromthe country of those who were opposed to its views. Its outrages wereusually preceded by a warning sent to the... | 2Doyle |
passed in travelling by any straight road to any true earthly end, wereno less abundant. Doctors who made great fortunes out of dainty remediesfor imaginary disorders that never existed, smiled upon their courtlypatients in the ante-chambers of Monseigneur. Projectors who haddiscovered every kind of remedy for the litt... | 1Dickens |
added, as a sudden thought struck her, “I’ll follow it up to the verytop shelf of all. It’ll puzzle it to go through the ceiling, I expect!”But even this plan failed: the “thing” went through the ceiling asquietly as possible, as if it were quite used to it.“Are you a child or a teetotum?” the Sheep said, as she took u... | 0Caroll |
gloom of the moor that strange cry which I had already heard upon the borders of the great Grimpen Mire. It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan in which it died away. Again and again it sounded, the whole air throb... | 2Doyle |
Juryman in some cases of ours the other day, and we let him down easy.I reminded him of it when I bought the fowl, and I said, “Pick us out agood one, old Briton, because if we had chosen to keep you in the boxanother day or two, we could easily have done it.” He said to that,“Let me make you a present of the best fowl... | 1Dickens |
Sinclair at Barclay Square during the whole of the evening when this“Has the fact been verified?”“Yes; his brother, Colonel Valentine Walter, has testified to hisdeparture from Woolwich, and Admiral Sinclair to his arrival in London;so Sir James is no longer a direct factor in the problem.”“Who was the other man with a... | 2Doyle |
to an orthodox burial with proper accompaniment of medical certificateand official sanction. Had the lady been obviously murdered, they wouldhave buried her in a hole in the back garden. But here all is open andregular. What does this mean? Surely that they have done her to deathin some way which has deceived the docto... | 2Doyle |
you. This ring—” He slipped an emerald snake ring from his finger andheld it out upon the palm of his hand.“Your Majesty has something which I should value even more highly,”“You have but to name it.”The King stared at him in amazement.“Irene’s photograph!” he cried. “Certainly, if you wish it.”“I thank your Majesty. T... | 2Doyle |
_you_ hadn’t got some too. I thought it was the regular rule.”“She’s coming!” cried the Larkspur. “I hear her footstep, thump, thump,thump, along the gravel-walk!”Alice looked round eagerly, and found that it was the Red Queen. “She’sgrown a good deal!” was her first remark. She had indeed: when Alicefirst found her in... | 0Caroll |
Joseph will probably betray surprise.”“There you quite mistake him,” said I. “I know better.”“Says you,” Pumblechook went on, “‘Joseph, I have seen that man, andthat man bears you no malice and bears me no malice. He knows yourcharacter, Joseph, and is well acquainted with your pig-headedness andignorance; and he knows... | 1Dickens |
convenient places of business. Tellson’s (they said) wantedno elbow-room, Tellson’s wanted no light, Tellson’s wanted noembellishment. Noakes and Co.’s might, or Snooks Brothers’ might; butAny one of these partners would have disinherited his son on thequestion of rebuilding Tellson’s. In this respect the House was muc... | 1Dickens |
wakeful, tossing restlessly from side to side, seeking for the sleep which would not come. Far away a chiming clock struck out the quarters of the hours, but otherwise a deathly silence lay upon the old house. And then suddenly, in the very dead of the night, there came a sound to my ears, cle... | 2Doyle |
understand that under the new conditions this house will require “I only meant, sir, that Sir Charles led a very retired life, and we were able to look after his wants. You would, naturally, wish to have more company, and so you will need changes in your “Do you mean that your wife and you wis... | 2Doyle |
when he refers to her photograph, it is always under the honourabletitle of _the_ woman.II. THE RED-HEADED LEAGUE I had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him in deep conversation with a very stout, florid-faced, elderly gentleman with fiery red hair. With an apolog... | 2Doyle |
staircase and dropped asleep there,—and my nameless visitor might havebrought some one with him to show him the way,—still, joined, they hadan ugly look to one as prone to distrust and fear as the changes of afew hours had made me.I lighted my fire, which burnt with a raw pale flare at that time ofthe morning, and fell... | 1Dickens |
Alice did not feel encouraged to ask any more questions about it, so sheturned to the Mock Turtle and said, "What else had you to learn?""Well, there was Mystery," the Mock Turtle replied, counting off thesubjects on his flappers, "--Mystery, ancient and modern, withSeaography: then Drawling--the Drawling-master was an... | 0Caroll |
fine Sunday, quite different people. I should have been good enough for_you_; shouldn’t I, Biddy?”Biddy sighed as she looked at the ships sailing on, and returned foranswer, “Yes; I am not over-particular.” It scarcely soundedflattering, but I knew she meant well.“Instead of that,” said I, plucking up more grass and ch... | 1Dickens |
now and then; such as, "Sure, I don't like it, yer honour, at all, atall!" "Do as I tell you, you coward!" and at last she spread out herhand again, and made another snatch in the air. This time there were_two_ little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. "What a number ofcucumber-frames there must be!" thought Ali... | 0Caroll |
me believe, when I recall this day, that the last confidence of my lifewas reposed in your pure and innocent breast, and that it lies therealone, and will be shared by no one?”“If that will be a consolation to you, yes.”“Not even by the dearest one ever to be known to you?”“Mr. Carton,” she answered, after an agitated ... | 1Dickens |
“Oh, he gives no trouble. But he is a dirty scoundrel.”“Yes, it is all we can do to make him wash his hands, and his face isas black as a tinker’s. Well, when once his case has been settled, hewill have a regular prison bath; and I think, if you saw him, you wouldagree with me that he needed it.”“I should like to see h... | 2Doyle |
therefore, that in such a case his two subordinates were to make forsome prearranged spot where they could escape investigation and be in aposition afterwards to renew their attempt. That would fully explainthe facts, would it not?”The whole inexplicable tangle seemed to straighten out before me. Iwondered, as I always... | 2Doyle |
in, he made out the three fishermen creeping through some rank grass!and all the gravestones in the churchyard--it was a large churchyardthat they were in--looking on like ghosts in white, while the churchtower itself looked on like the ghost of a monstrous giant. They did notcreep far, before they stopped and stood up... | 1Dickens |
health and strength upon his face that made it show as if the brightsun of the life in store for him were shining on it.“Good-bye, dear Joe!—No, don’t wipe it off—for God’s sake, give me yourblackened hand!—I shall be down soon and often.”“Never too soon, sir,” said Joe, “and never too often, Pip!”Biddy was waiting for... | 1Dickens |
"I don't know what to say to such munifi--""Don't say anything, please," retorted Scrooge. "Comeand see me. Will you come and see me?""I will!" cried the old gentleman. And it was clear hemeant to do it."Thank'ee," said Scrooge. "I am much obliged to you.I thank you fifty times. Bless you!"He went to church, and walked... | 1Dickens |
“It’s all these goings-on, sir,” he cried at last, waving his hand towards the rain-lashed window which faced the moor. “There’s foul play somewhere, and there’s black villainy brewing, to that I’ll swear! Very glad I should be, sir, to see Sir Henry on his way back to London again!” “But... | 2Doyle |
eyes over Gabelle’s letter, the same personage in authority showed somedisorder and surprise, and looked at Darnay with a close attention.He left escort and escorted without saying a word, however, and wentinto the guard-room; meanwhile, they sat upon their horses outside thegate. Looking about him while in this state ... | 1Dickens |
bright hope, but sad and sorry to leave me,—as he sat on one of theseaport mail coaches. I went into a coffee-house to write a little noteto Clara, telling her he had gone off, sending his love to her over andover again, and then went to my lonely home,—if it deserved the name;for it was now no home to me, and I had no... | 1Dickens |
obtruded on me or paraded before me, but pervading the air we sharedtogether. I put my light out, and crept into bed; and it was an uneasybed now, and I never slept the old sound sleep in it any more.Morning made a considerable difference in my general prospect of Life,and brightened it so much that it scarcely seemed ... | 1Dickens |
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