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My terror, as I lay there, of falling ill, and being unfitted forto-morrow, was so besetting, that I wonder it did not disable me ofitself. It would have done so, pretty surely, in conjunction with themental wear and tear I had suffered, but for the unnatural strain uponme that to-morrow was. So anxiously looked forwar... | 1Dickens |
until they left off, of their own will.The President required the name of that citizen. The accused explainedthat the citizen was his first witness. He also referred with confidenceto the citizen’s letter, which had been taken from him at the Barrier,but which he did not doubt would be found among the papers then befo... | 1Dickens |
running dry. Nor would it have been an expectation of a hopeful kind,since a small part of his income was derived from the pilotage of timidwomen (mostly of a full habit and past the middle term of life) fromTellson’s side of the tides to the opposite shore. Brief as suchcompanionship was in every separate instance, Mr... | 1Dickens |
in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised andchallenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of“the Captain,” gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; themail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, andthen got shot dead himself by the other ... | 1Dickens |
Oxfordshire, and within seven miles of Reading. There is a train fromPaddington which would bring you there at about 11:15.’“‘I shall come down in a carriage to meet you.’“‘There is a drive, then?’“‘Yes, our little place is quite out in the country. It is a good sevenmiles from Eyford Station.’“‘Then we can hardly get ... | 2Doyle |
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with some surprise at my friend. “I don’t pretend to know much about these things, and I’d be a better judge of a horse or a steer than of a picture. I didn’t know that you found time for “I know what is good when I see it, and I see it now. That’s a Kneller, I’ll swear, that lady in the blue ... | 2Doyle |
was upon Monsieur the Marquis by that time; and the shadow was exchangedfor the light of a flambeau, as his carriage stopped, and the great doorof his chateau was opened to him.“Monsieur Charles, whom I expect; is he arrived from England?”It was a heavy mass of building, that chateau of Monsieur the Marquis,with a larg... | 1Dickens |
had a pistol lying on the pillow. Assured of this, I softly removed thekey to the outside of his door, and turned it on him before I again satdown by the fire. Gradually I slipped from the chair and lay on thefloor. When I awoke without having parted in my sleep with theperception of my wretchedness, the clocks of the ... | 1Dickens |
Green Copper. After several times falling short of my destination andas often overshooting it, I came unexpectedly round a corner, upon MillPond Bank. It was a fresh kind of place, all circumstances considered,where the wind from the river had room to turn itself round; and therewere two or three trees in it, and there... | 1Dickens |
“He’s fired! I heerd him!” and I nodded at the old gentleman until itis no figure of speech to declare that I absolutely could not see him.The interval between that time and supper Wemmick devoted to showing mehis collection of curiosities. They were mostly of a feloniouscharacter; comprising the pen with which a celeb... | 1Dickens |
pick me up again in a minute, _they_ would! However, this conversationis going on a little too fast: let’s go back to the last remark but“I’m afraid I can’t quite remember it,” Alice said very politely.“In that case we start fresh,” said Humpty Dumpty, “and it’s my turn tochoose a subject—” (“He talks about it just as ... | 0Caroll |
“Do you know, I’ve had such a quantity of poetry repeated to meto-day,” Alice began, a little frightened at finding that, the momentshe opened her lips, there was dead silence, and all eyes were fixedupon her; “and it’s a very curious thing, I think—every poem was aboutfishes in some way. Do you know why they’re so fon... | 0Caroll |
One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy!O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy.’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did ... | 0Caroll |
closer in his ear, and frowned heavily.“Why! Because he has lived so long, locked up, that he would befrightened--rave--tear himself to pieces--die--come to I know not whatharm--if his door was left open.”“Is it possible!” exclaimed Mr. Lorry.“Is it possible!” repeated Defarge, bitterly. “Yes. And a beautifulworld we l... | 1Dickens |
Mr. Lorry handed him a paper through the throng. “Quick! Have you gotHastily written on the paper was the word “ACQUITTED.”“If you had sent the message, ‘Recalled to Life,’ again,” mutteredJerry, as he turned, “I should have known what you meant, this time.”He had no opportunity of saying, or so much as thinking, anyth... | 1Dickens |
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wash off in the sea. But they _have_ their tails in their mouths; andthe reason is--" here the Mock Turtle yawned and shut his eyes. "Tellher about the reason and all that," he said to the Gryphon."The reason is," said the Gryphon, "that they _would_ go with thelobsters to the dance. So they got thrown out to sea. So t... | 0Caroll |
simple folk could not be imagined.”“I don’t know about that,” said the other thoughtfully. “They havestrange limits and one must learn to observe them. It is that surfacesimplicity of theirs which makes a trap for the stranger. One’s firstimpression is that they are entirely soft. Then one comes suddenly uponsomething ... | 2Doyle |
at Lestrade. “You hear! He gives me hopes.”Lestrade shrugged his shoulders. “I am afraid that my colleague hasbeen a little quick in forming his conclusions,” he said.“But he is right. Oh! I know that he is right. James never did it. Andabout his quarrel with his father, I am sure that the reason why hewould not speak ... | 2Doyle |
that part of the pudding had stuck to the saucepan and got burnt. Thiswas my homely thought, as I contemplated the box-tree. There had beensome light snow, overnight, and it lay nowhere else to my knowledge;but, it had not quite melted from the cold shadow of this bit ofgarden, and the wind caught it up in little eddie... | 1Dickens |
out so many things.”“Fan her head!” the Red Queen anxiously interrupted. “She’ll befeverish after so much thinking.” So they set to work and fanned herwith bunches of leaves, till she had to beg them to leave off, it blewher hair about so.“She’s all right again now,” said the Red Queen. “Do you knowLanguages? What’s th... | 0Caroll |
hospital and yet not on the staff he could only have been a house-surgeon or a house-physician—little more than a senior student. And he left five years ago—the date is on the stick. So your grave, middle-aged family practitioner vanishes into thin air, my dear Watson, and there emerges a youn... | 2Doyle |
“I hope you care to live?”Dig--dig--dig--until an impatient movement from one of the twopassengers would admonish him to pull up the window, draw his armsecurely through the leathern strap, and speculate upon the twoslumbering forms, until his mind lost its hold of them, and they againslid away into the bank and the gr... | 1Dickens |
fortress on it used as a prison. Round upon all these darkening objectsas the night drew on, the Marquis looked, with the air of one who wasThe village had its one poor street, with its poor brewery, poortannery, poor tavern, poor stable-yard for relays of post-horses, poorfountain, all usual poor appointments. It had ... | 1Dickens |
make a tool of me afresh and again? Once more? No, no, no. If I haddied at the bottom there,” and he made an emphatic swing at the ditchwith his manacled hands, “I’d have held to him with that grip, that youshould have been safe to find him in my hold.”The other fugitive, who was evidently in extreme horror of hiscompa... | 1Dickens |
But the woman who stood knitting looked up steadily, and looked theMarquis in the face. It was not for his dignity to notice it; hiscontemptuous eyes passed over her, and over all the other rats; and heleaned back in his seat again, and gave the word “Go on!”He was driven on, and other carriages came whirling by in qui... | 1Dickens |
should be better able to advise you.”The man sprang from his chair and paced up and down the room inuncontrollable agitation. Then, with a gesture of desperation, he torethe mask from his face and hurled it upon the ground. “You are right,”he cried; “I am the King. Why should I attempt to conceal it?”“Why, indeed?” mur... | 2Doyle |
outside person affected the card-players, how can we reconstruct thatperson, and how was such an impression of horror conveyed? Mrs. Portermay be eliminated. She is evidently harmless. Is there any evidencethat someone crept up to the garden window and in some manner producedso terrific an effect that he drove those wh... | 2Doyle |
Instead of answering, Estella burst out laughing. This was verysingular to me, and I looked at her in considerable perplexity. Whenshe left off—and she had not laughed languidly, but with realenjoyment—I said, in my diffident way with her,—“I hope I may suppose that you would not be amused if they did me any“No, no you... | 1Dickens |
who stood at his door and yawned at the chemist. The watchmaker, alwaysporing over a little desk with a magnifying-glass at his eye, andalways inspected by a group of smock-frocks poring over him through theglass of his shop-window, seemed to be about the only person in theHigh Street whose trade engaged his attention.... | 1Dickens |
minutes,’ said he, throwing open another door. It was a quiet, little,plainly furnished room, with a round table in the centre, on whichseveral German books were scattered. Colonel Stark laid down the lampon the top of a harmonium beside the door. ‘I shall not keep youwaiting an instant,’ said he, and vanished into the... | 2Doyle |
about him, which was new to the observation of Charles Darnay.He watched his opportunity of taking Darnay aside into a window, and ofspeaking to him when no one overheard.“Mr. Darnay,” said Carton, “I wish we might be friends.”“We are already friends, I hope.”“You are good enough to say so, as a fashion of speech; but,... | 1Dickens |
compensation have kept him out of the courts.“Well, now, Watson, let us judge the situation by this new information.We may take it that the letter came out of this strange household andwas an invitation to Garcia to carry out some attempt which had alreadybeen planned. Who wrote the note? It was someone within the cita... | 2Doyle |
few hours. When I awoke, the wind had risen, and the sign of the house(the Ship) was creaking and banging about, with noises that startledme. Rising softly, for my charge lay fast asleep, I looked out of thewindow. It commanded the causeway where we had hauled up our boat, and,as my eyes adapted themselves to the light... | 1Dickens |
of Saint Pancras-in-the-Fields. His unpopularity with the blackguardmultitude at the moment prevented my following his remains, but I helpedto lay him in his coffin.”Here, Mr. Lorry became aware, from where he sat, of a most remarkablegoblin shadow on the wall. Tracing it to its source, he discovered itto be caused by ... | 1Dickens |
few, and belated women few, and when his affairs in general were sounprosperous as to awaken a strong suspicion in his breast that Mrs.Cruncher must have been “flopping” in some pointed manner, when anunusual concourse pouring down Fleet-street westward, attracted hisattention. Looking that way, Mr. Cruncher made out t... | 1Dickens |
discourse, “is wot I would respectfully offer to you, sir. A man don’tsee all this here a goin’ on dreadful round him, in the way of Subjectswithout heads, dear me, plentiful enough fur to bring the price downto porterage and hardly that, without havin’ his serious thoughts ofthings. And these here would be mine, if it... | 1Dickens |
of ruin, it was not a time to yield to such emotions. His lonelydaughter, bereft of her final hope and reliance, appealed to them bothtoo strongly. Again, as if by agreement, they looked at one another withone meaning in their faces. Carton was the first to speak:“The last chance is gone: it was not much. Yes; he had b... | 1Dickens |
brooding over that enormous wilderness of peat and granite which lay before him. He might have been the very spirit of that terrible place. It was not the convict. This man was far from the place where the latter had disappeared. Besides, he was a much taller man. With a cry of surprise I poin... | 2Doyle |
bell on the table, “and accept your natural destiny. But you are lost,Monsieur Charles, I see.”“This property and France are lost to me,” said the nephew, sadly; “I“Are they both yours to renounce? France may be, but is the property? Itis scarcely worth mentioning; but, is it yet?”“I had no intention, in the words I us... | 1Dickens |
Eccles, which could only have been done for the purpose of an alibi. Itwas Garcia, then, who had an enterprise, and apparently a criminalenterprise, in hand that night in the course of which he met his death.I say ‘criminal’ because only a man with a criminal enterprise desiresto establish an alibi. Who, then, is most ... | 2Doyle |
superscribed to “Sherlock Holmes, Esq. To be left till called for.” Myfriend tore it open, and we all three read it together. It was dated atmidnight of the preceding night and ran in this way: “MY DEAR MR. SHERLOCK HOLMES,—You really did it very well. You took me in completely. Until after the alarm of fire, I h... | 2Doyle |
“What do you want with the coffin? It is in use. There is a body in“I must see the body.”“Never with my consent.”“Then without it.” With a quick movement Holmes pushed the fellow toone side and passed into the hall. A door half opened stood immediatelybefore us. We entered. It was the dining-room. On the table, under a... | 2Doyle |
that night of all nights in the year, and I asked the watchman, on thechance of eliciting some hopeful explanation as I handed him a dram atthe door, whether he had admitted at his gate any gentleman who hadperceptibly been dining out? Yes, he said; at different times of thenight, three. One lived in Fountain Court, an... | 1Dickens |
him, almost at the last. “Poor Carton! Kiss him for me!”Mr. Stryver shouldered his way through the law, like some great engineforcing itself through turbid water, and dragged his useful friend inhis wake, like a boat towed astern. As the boat so favoured is usuallyin a rough plight, and mostly under water, so, Sydney h... | 1Dickens |
“I never hope to see such a sight as that again, Mr. Holmes. Fromnorth, south, east, and west every man who had a shade of red in hishair had tramped into the city to answer the advertisement. FleetStreet was choked with red-headed folk, and Pope’s Court looked like acoster’s orange barrow. I should not have thought th... | 2Doyle |
devil and a monster, and there can be no judge in the world who wouldpunish my husband for having killed him.”“In that case,” said Holmes, “my suggestion is that we lock this door,leave things as we found them, go with this lady to her room, and formour opinion after we have heard what it is that she has to say to us.”... | 2Doyle |
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deductions have suddenly assumed a much more important and lessinnocent aspect. Here is the stone; the stone came from the goose, andthe goose came from Mr. Henry Baker, the gentleman with the bad hat andall the other characteristics with which I have bored you. So now wemust set ourselves very seriously to finding thi... | 2Doyle |
from me that, although there might be many cases in which theforfeiture would not be exacted, there were no circumstances in thiscase to make it one of them. I understood that very well. I was notrelated to the outlaw, or connected with him by any recognisable tie;he had put his hand to no writing or settlement in my f... | 1Dickens |
Sherlock Holmes waved our strange visitor into a chair. “You are an enthusiast in your line of thought, I perceive, sir, as I am in mine,” said he. “I observe from your forefinger that you make your own cigarettes. Have no hesitation in lighting one.” The man drew out paper and tobacco and twi... | 2Doyle |
common female name in Spain.”“Good, Watson, very good—but quite inadmissable. A Spaniard would writeto a Spaniard in Spanish. The writer of this note is certainly English.Well, we can only possess our soul in patience until this excellentinspector come back for us. Meanwhile we can thank our lucky fate whichhas rescued... | 2Doyle |
“We want to know something about that man—and about you. It is strangeto know no more about either, and particularly you, than I was able totell last night. Is not this as good a time as another for our knowing“Well!” he said, after consideration. “You’re on your oath, you know,“As to anything I say, you know,” he insi... | 1Dickens |
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She was out of the room in a moment, and ran down stairs—or, at least,it wasn’t exactly running, but a new invention of hers for getting downstairs quickly and easily, as Alice said to herself. She just kept thetips of her fingers on the hand-rail, and floated gently down withouteven touching the stairs with her feet; ... | 0Caroll |
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directly, quite as a matter of course. When I saw him in the room hehad this expressive pocket-handkerchief in both hands, and was lookingat us. On meeting my eye, he said plainly, by a momentary and silentpause in that attitude, “Indeed? Singular!” and then put thehandkerchief to its right use with wonderful effect.Mi... | 1Dickens |
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terrors with a steady head. No man better known than he, in Paris atthat day; no man in a stranger situation. Silent, humane, indispensablein hospital and prison, using his art equally among assassins andvictims, he was a man apart. In the exercise of his skill, theappearance and the story of the Bastille Captive remov... | 1Dickens |
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it and smooth it again.”With a deprecatory grunt, the jackal again complied.“The old Sydney Carton of old Shrewsbury School,” said Stryver, noddinghis head over him as he reviewed him in the present and the past, “theold seesaw Sydney. Up one minute and down the next; now in spirits and“Ah!” returned the other, sighing... | 1Dickens |
She had hardly listened to his instructions when she saw you comingdownstairs, on which she closed the window rapidly and told you aboutone of the servants’ escapade with her wooden-legged lover, which was“Your boy, Arthur, went to bed after his interview with you but heslept badly on account of his uneasiness about hi... | 2Doyle |
You would shake your head mournfully, and would remark "DefectiveConclusion! Poor little chap!" And perhaps you would ask theyoung lady behind the counter whether she would let YOU eat thebun, which the little boy had paid for and left behind him: andperhaps SHE would reply "Sha'n't!"But if, in the above example, the... | 0Caroll |
This time it was a White Knight. He drew up at Alice’s side, andtumbled off his horse just as the Red Knight had done: then he got onagain, and the two Knights sat and looked at each other for some timewithout speaking. Alice looked from one to the other in some“She’s _my_ prisoner, you know!” the Red Knight said at la... | 0Caroll |
"I think I should understand that better," Alice said very politely, "ifI had it written down: but I can't quite follow it as you say it.""That's nothing to what I could say if I chose," the Duchess replied, in"Pray don't trouble yourself to say it any longer than that," said"Oh, don't talk about trouble!" said the Duc... | 0Caroll |
from her shoulder, and lay like a heavy lump in her lap. “I don’t thinkit _ever_ happened before, that any one had to take care of two Queensasleep at once! No, not in all the History of England—it couldn’t, youknow, because there never was more than one Queen at a time. Do wakeup, you heavy things!” she went on in an ... | 0Caroll |
there. I wondered whether the two swollen faces were of Mr. Jaggers’sfamily, and, if he were so unfortunate as to have had a pair of suchill-looking relations, why he stuck them on that dusty perch for theblacks and flies to settle on, instead of giving them a place at home.Of course I had no experience of a London sum... | 1Dickens |
perfectly quiet day with the Aged,—he’ll be up presently,—and a littlebit of—you remember the pig?”“Of course,” said I.“Well; and a little bit of _him_. That sausage you toasted was his, andhe was in all respects a first-rater. Do try him, if it is only for oldacquaintance sake. Good-bye, Aged Parent!” in a cheery shou... | 1Dickens |
“The glass still keeps very high,” he remarked as he sat down. “It isof importance that it should not rain before we are able to go over theground. On the other hand, a man should be at his very best and keenestfor such nice work as that, and I did not wish to do it when fagged bya long journey. I have seen young McCar... | 2Doyle |
motioning to Mr. Lorry to come forward.“What did you say?”“Do you mean to finish that pair of shoes to-day?”“I can’t say that I mean to. I suppose so. I don’t know.”But, the question reminded him of his work, and he bent over it again.Mr. Lorry came silently forward, leaving the daughter by the door. Whenhe had stood, ... | 1Dickens |
understood nothing else to be referred to in the first standing toastof the society: which ran “Gentlemen, may the present promotion of goodfeeling ever reign predominant among the Finches of the Grove.”The Finches spent their money foolishly (the Hotel we dined at was inCovent Garden), and the first Finch I saw when I... | 1Dickens |
"A place where Miners live, who labour in the bowels ofthe earth," returned the Spirit. "But they know me. See!"A light shone from the window of a hut, and swiftly theyadvanced towards it. Passing through the wall of mud andstone, they found a cheerful company assembled round aglowing fire. An old, old man and woman, w... | 1Dickens |
his voice “They’re at it again!”“Do you call _that_ a whisper?” cried the poor King, jumping up andshaking himself. “If you do such a thing again, I’ll have you buttered!It went through and through my head like an earthquake!”“It would have to be a very tiny earthquake!” thought Alice. “Who areat it again?” she venture... | 0Caroll |
that my boots were thick; that I had fallen into a despicable habit ofcalling knaves Jacks; that I was much more ignorant than I hadconsidered myself last night, and generally that I was in a low-livedWhen I reached home, my sister was very curious to know all about MissHavisham’s, and asked a number of questions. And ... | 1Dickens |
whereat the jury’s countenances displayed a guilty consciousness thatthey knew nothing about the passages), was in a manner contagious; moreespecially the bright virtue known as patriotism, or love of country.That, the lofty example of this immaculate and unimpeachable witnessfor the Crown, to refer to whom however unw... | 1Dickens |
of the plane-tree moved upon his face, as softly as her lips had movedin praying for him.The marriage-day was shining brightly, and they were ready outside theclosed door of the Doctor’s room, where he was speaking with CharlesDarnay. They were ready to go to church; the beautiful bride, Mr.Lorry, and Miss Pross--to wh... | 1Dickens |
your story, was the final one, “The thing is settled and done, or Mr.Jaggers would not be in it.” And now before I say anything more aboutmy father, or my father’s son, and repay confidence with confidence, Iwant to make myself seriously disagreeable to you for a“You won’t succeed,” said I.“O yes I shall!” said he. “On... | 1Dickens |
herself. “I meant the other way.”“It’s too late to correct it,” said the Red Queen: “when you’ve oncesaid a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences.”“Which reminds me—” the White Queen said, looking down and nervouslyclasping and unclasping her hands, “we had _such_ a thunderstorm lastTuesday—I mean on... | 0Caroll |
And indeed she never did.The Footsteps Die Out For EverAlong the Paris streets, the death-carts rumble, hollow and harsh. Sixtumbrils carry the day’s wine to La Guillotine. All the devouring andinsatiate Monsters imagined since imagination could record itself,are fused in the one realisation, Guillotine. And yet there ... | 1Dickens |
the kitten and the Queen to look at each other. “Now, Kitty!” shecried, clapping her hands triumphantly. “Confess that was what you(“But it wouldn’t look at it,” she said, when she was explaining thething afterwards to her sister: “it turned away its head, and pretendednot to see it: but it looked a _little_ ashamed of... | 0Caroll |
the meaner he, the nobler Joe.My heart was deeply and most deservedly humbled as I mused over thefire for an hour or more. The striking of the clock aroused me, but notfrom my dejection or remorse, and I got up and had my coat fastenedround my neck, and went out. I had previously sought in my pockets forthe letter, tha... | 1Dickens |
post. Miss Havisham’s family I took upon myself; intending tocommunicate with Mr. Matthew Pocket only, and leave him to do as heliked about informing the rest. This I did next day, through Herbert,as soon as I returned to town.There was a stage, that evening, when she spoke collectedly of what hadhappened, though with ... | 1Dickens |
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“‘That white one with the barred tail, right in the middle of the“‘Oh, very well. Kill it and take it with you.’“Well, I did what she said, Mr. Holmes, and I carried the bird all theway to Kilburn. I told my pal what I had done, for he was a man that itwas easy to tell a thing like that to. He laughed until he choked, ... | 2Doyle |
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never will do it again, whatever it is, and I beg you not to think itnecessary to mention more particularly what it is.”“No, miss,” returned Jerry, “it shall not be named to you. Second: thempoor things well out o’ this, and never no more will I interfere withMrs. Cruncher’s flopping, never no more!”“Whatever housekeep... | 1Dickens |
my resolution to tell Joe all, without delay. I would tell him beforebreakfast. I would dress at once and go to his room and surprise him;for, it was the first day I had been up early. I went to his room, andhe was not there. Not only was he not there, but his box was gone.I hurried then to the breakfast-table, and on ... | 1Dickens |
before me, dusting his hands.“O yes,” he returned, “these are all gifts of that kind. One bringsanother, you see; that’s the way of it. I always take ’em. They’recuriosities. And they’re property. They may not be worth much, but,after all, they’re property and portable. It don’t signify to you withyour brilliant lookou... | 1Dickens |
well as I do. I suppose there was a time once when my father had notgiven matters up; but if ever there was, the time is gone. May I askyou if you have ever had an opportunity of remarking, down in your partof the country, that the children of not exactly suitable marriages arealways most particularly anxious to be mar... | 1Dickens |
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paralyzed were we by the apparition that we allowed him to pass before we had recovered our nerve. Then Holmes and I both fired together, and the creature gave a hideous howl, which showed that one at least had hit him. He did not pause, however, but bounded onward. Far away on the path we saw... | 2Doyle |
be, will find its mortal life too short for its vastmeans of usefulness. Not to know that no space ofregret can make amends for one life's opportunitymisused! Yet such was I! Oh! such was I!""But you were always a good man of business,Jacob," faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this"Business!" cried the Ghost, wri... | 1Dickens |
there where a dike came, with a miniature windmill on it and a muddysluice-gate. When I looked round, I could see the other lights comingin after us. The torches we carried dropped great blotches of fire uponthe track, and I could see those, too, lying smoking and flaring. Icould see nothing else but black darkness. Ou... | 1Dickens |
He made all manner of gestures while he spoke, as if in incidentalimitation of some few of the great diversity of signals that he had“Clearly plots,” said Jacques Three. “Transparently!”“There is no doubt of the Jury?” inquired Madame Defarge, letting hereyes turn to him with a gloomy smile.“Rely upon the patriotic Jur... | 1Dickens |
the shop windows, and thinking what I would buy if I were a gentleman,who should come out of the bookshop but Mr. Wopsle. Mr. Wopsle had inhis hand the affecting tragedy of George Barnwell, in which he had thatmoment invested sixpence, with the view of heaping every word of it onthe head of Pumblechook, with whom he wa... | 1Dickens |
the Pumblechookian elbow in my eye, nor because I was not allowed tospeak (I didn’t want to speak), nor because I was regaled with thescaly tips of the drumsticks of the fowls, and with those obscurecorners of pork of which the pig, when living, had had the least reasonto be vain. No; I should not have minded that, if ... | 1Dickens |
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