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"Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." | Mr Todd | I have forgotten him," or<|quote|>"Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman."</|quote|>He would frequently interrupt with | would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or<|quote|>"Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman."</|quote|>He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would | his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or<|quote|>"Yes, yes, I remember he... | first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked that it was torture to her. He had read to John Andrew, late in the afternoon, in winter, while the child sat before the nursery fender eating his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The... | more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightfu... | without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are well enough to see the books." At one end of the hut there was a kind of loft formed by a rough platform erected in the eaves of the roof. Mr Todd propped a ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and T... | in Guiana to look for gold. Then he took my mother. The Pie-wie women are ugly but very devoted. I have had many. Most of the men and women living in this savannah are my children. That is why they obey--for that reason and because I have the gun. My father lived to a great age. It is not twenty years since he died. He... | for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony had passed six or seven consecutive nights without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are well enough to see the books." At one end of the hut there was a kind of loft formed by a rough ... | A Handful Of Dust |
He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. | No speaker | well. She dies, poor woman."<|quote|>He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but ... | "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman."<|quote|>He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible,... | old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman."<|quote|>He would frequently ... | way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked that it was torture to her. He had read to John Andrew, late in the afternoon, in winter, while the child sat before the nursery fender eating his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing h... | many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjo... | well enough to see the books." At one end of the hut there was a kind of loft formed by a rough platform erected in the eaves of the roof. Mr Todd propped a ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and Tony stood at the top of the ladder looking over. T... | mother. The Pie-wie women are ugly but very devoted. I have had many. Most of the men and women living in this savannah are my children. That is why they obey--for that reason and because I have the gun. My father lived to a great age. It is not twenty years since he died. He was a man of education. Can you read?" "Yes... | Todd propped a ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and Tony stood at the top of the ladder looking over. There was a heap of bundles there, tied up with rag, palm leaf and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practica... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" | Mr Todd | him--but always about the characters.<|quote|>"Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?"</|quote|>He laughed loudly at all | been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters.<|quote|>"Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?"</|quote|>He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some | poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the charact... | audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequ... | delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in ... | sat on the platform and Tony stood at the top of the ladder looking over. There was a heap of bundles there, tied up with rag, palm leaf and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practically destroyed. But there is an oil the Indians make that is useful." He unwrapped the nearest parcel an... | not twenty years since he died. He was a man of education. Can you read?" "Yes, of course." "It is not everyone who is so fortunate. I cannot." Tony laughed apologetically. "But I suppose you haven't much opportunity here." "Oh yes, that is just it. I have a _great_ many books. I will show you when you are better. Unti... | a _great_ deal and I still do not know... Dickens did." "I suppose so." "Oh yes, it is apparent in all his books. You will see." That afternoon Mr Todd began the construction of a headpiece for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony... | A Handful Of Dust |
He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. | No speaker | of something in that paper?"<|quote|>He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on th... | heat of the fire or of something in that paper?"<|quote|>He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard... | Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?"<|quote|>He laughed loudly at all the joke... | character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the... | had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked that it was torture to her. He had read to John Andrew, late in the afternoon, in winter, while the child sat before... | and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practically destroyed. But there is an oil the Indians make that is useful." He unwrapped the nearest parcel and handed down a calf-bound book. It was an early American edition of _Bleak House_. "It does not matter which we take first." "You are fo... | Tony laughed apologetically. "But I suppose you haven't much opportunity here." "Oh yes, that is just it. I have a _great_ many books. I will show you when you are better. Until five years ago there was an Englishman--at least a black man, but he was well educated in Georgetown. He died. He used to read to me every day... | all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "the... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," | Mr Todd | the story were usually simple.<|quote|>"I think the Dedlock is a very proud man,"</|quote|>or, "Mrs Jellyby does not | his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple.<|quote|>"I think the Dedlock is a very proud man,"</|quote|>or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her | jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple.<|quote|>"I think the Dedlock is a ver... | the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem h... | the child sat before the nursery fender eating his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forg... | first." "You are fond of Dickens?" "Why, yes, of course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed... | to me every day until he died. You shall read to me when you are better." "I shall be delighted to." "Yes, you shall read to me," Mr Todd repeated, nodding over the calabash. During the early days of his convalescence Tony had little conversation with his host, he lay in the hammock staring up at the thatched roof and ... | in all his books. You will see." That afternoon Mr Todd began the construction of a headpiece for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony had passed six or seven consecutive nights without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are we... | A Handful Of Dust |
or, | No speaker | is a very proud man,"<|quote|>or,</|quote|>"Mrs Jellyby does not take | simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man,"<|quote|>or,</|quote|>"Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." | humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man,"<|quote|>or,</|quote|>"Mrs Jellyby does n... | not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three t... | supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She ... | course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, s... | read to me when you are better." "I shall be delighted to." "Yes, you shall read to me," Mr Todd repeated, nodding over the calabash. During the early days of his convalescence Tony had little conversation with his host, he lay in the hammock staring up at the thatched roof and thinking about Brenda. The days, exactly ... | more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightfu... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." | Mr Todd | a very proud man," or,<|quote|>"Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children."</|quote|>Tony enjoyed the readings almost | "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or,<|quote|>"Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children."</|quote|>Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. | to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or,<|quote|>"Mrs Jellyby does not take enough car... | concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times... | But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, po... | More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many w... | to me when you are better." "I shall be delighted to." "Yes, you shall read to me," Mr Todd repeated, nodding over the calabash. During the early days of his convalescence Tony had little conversation with his host, he lay in the hammock staring up at the thatched roof and thinking about Brenda. The days, exactly twelv... | a ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and Tony stood at the top of the ladder looking over. There was a heap of bundles there, tied up with rag, palm leaf and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practically destroyed... | A Handful Of Dust |
Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, | No speaker | enough care of her children."<|quote|>Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said,</|quote|>"You read beautifully, with a | "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children."<|quote|>Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said,</|quote|>"You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the | times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children."<|quote|>Tony enjoyed the readings al... | say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts ... | sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with q... | only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except t... | to." "Yes, you shall read to me," Mr Todd repeated, nodding over the calabash. During the early days of his convalescence Tony had little conversation with his host, he lay in the hammock staring up at the thatched roof and thinking about Brenda. The days, exactly twelve hours each, passed without distinction. Mr Todd ... | of bundles there, tied up with rag, palm leaf and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practically destroyed. But there is an oil the Indians make that is useful." He unwrapped the nearest parcel and handed down a calf-bound book. It was an early American edition of _Bleak House_. "It doe... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." | Mr Todd | day the old man said,<|quote|>"You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again."</|quote|>And always at the end | the end of the first day the old man said,<|quote|>"You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again."</|quote|>And always at the end of a session he thanked | beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said,<|quote|>"You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the... | in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually ... | when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's C... | I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said ... | Tony had little conversation with his host, he lay in the hammock staring up at the thatched roof and thinking about Brenda. The days, exactly twelve hours each, passed without distinction. Mr Todd retired to sleep at sundown, leaving a little lamp burning--a handwoven wick drooping from a pot of beef fat--to keep away... | was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." H... | A Handful Of Dust |
And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. | No speaker | my father were here again."<|quote|>And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously.</|quote|>"I enjoyed that _very_ much. | It is almost as though my father were here again."<|quote|>And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously.</|quote|>"I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing | of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again."<|quote|>And always at the end of a session he thanked his gue... | two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readin... | woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. ... | so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to e... | hours each, passed without distinction. Mr Todd retired to sleep at sundown, leaving a little lamp burning--a handwoven wick drooping from a pot of beef fat--to keep away vampire bats. The first time that Tony left the house Mr Todd took him for a little stroll around the farm. "I will show you the black man's grave," ... | they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." | Mr Todd | he thanked his guest courteously.<|quote|>"I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well."</|quote|>By the time that they | the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously.<|quote|>"I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well."</|quote|>By the time that they were in the second volume, | At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously.<|quote|>"I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distr... | the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man s... | about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of th... | here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and... | a little lamp burning--a handwoven wick drooping from a pot of beef fat--to keep away vampire bats. The first time that Tony left the house Mr Todd took him for a little stroll around the farm. "I will show you the black man's grave," he said, leading him to a mound between the mango trees. "He was very kind. Every aft... | you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," ... | A Handful Of Dust |
By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse a... | No speaker | will all turn out well."<|quote|>By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding gu... | I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well."<|quote|>By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the... | And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well."<|quote|>By the time that they were in the secon... | Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were h... | they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, ... | "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had share... | the house Mr Todd took him for a little stroll around the farm. "I will show you the black man's grave," he said, leading him to a mound between the mango trees. "He was very kind. Every afternoon until he died, for two hours, he used to read to me. I think I will put up a cross--to commemorate his death and your arriv... | He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked that it was torture to her. He had read to John Andrew, late in the afternoon, in winter, while the child sat before the nursery fender eat... | A Handful Of Dust |
"We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." | Tony Last | to be read, Tony said,<|quote|>"We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go."</|quote|>"Oh yes," said Mr Todd. | of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said,<|quote|>"We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go."</|quote|>"Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about | more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said,<|quote|>"We still have a lot to get thro... | was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure,... | down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far bette... | her. He had read to John Andrew, late in the afternoon, in winter, while the child sat before the nursery fender eating his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a... | thought about it a _great_ deal and I still do not know... Dickens did." "I suppose so." "Oh yes, it is apparent in all his books. You will see." That afternoon Mr Todd began the construction of a headpiece for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. A... | the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such thing... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Oh yes," | Mr Todd | finish it before I go."<|quote|>"Oh yes,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd. "Do not | I shall be able to finish it before I go."<|quote|>"Oh yes,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You | But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go."<|quote|>"Oh yes,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself abou... | that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no a... | very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." A... | fender eating his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remem... | is apparent in all his books. You will see." That afternoon Mr Todd began the construction of a headpiece for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony had passed six or seven consecutive nights without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I thin... | opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony wo... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Mr Todd. | No speaker | before I go." "Oh yes,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd.</|quote|>"Do not disturb yourself about | be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd.</|quote|>"Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time | Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd.</|quote|>"Do not disturb yourself about that.... | were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention t... | man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always a... | his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. ... | in all his books. You will see." That afternoon Mr Todd began the construction of a headpiece for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony had passed six or seven consecutive nights without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are we... | his supper. But Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." | Mr Todd | "Oh yes," said Mr Todd.<|quote|>"Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend."</|quote|>For the first time Tony | finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd.<|quote|>"Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend."</|quote|>For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in | and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd.<|quote|>"Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finis... | second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hint... | Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a ... | Mr Todd was a unique audience. The old man sat astride his hammock opposite Tony, fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor w... | books. You will see." That afternoon Mr Todd began the construction of a headpiece for the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony had passed six or seven consecutive nights without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are well enough t... | story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of someth... | A Handful Of Dust |
For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. | No speaker | to finish it, my friend."<|quote|>For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject.</|quote|>"You know, Mr Todd, the | that. You will have time to finish it, my friend."<|quote|>For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject.</|quote|>"You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I | of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend."<|quote|>For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in hi... | Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be... | much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extreme... | fixing him throughout with his eyes, and following the words, soundlessly, with his lips. Often when a new character was introduced he would say, "Repeat the name, I have forgotten him," or "Yes, yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagin... | the Negro's grave. He worked with a large spoke-shave in a wood so hard that it grated and rang like metal. At last, when Tony had passed six or seven consecutive nights without fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are well enough to see the books." At one end of the hut there was a kind of loft formed by a rough plat... | the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man s... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." | Tony Last | sundown, Tony renewed the subject.<|quote|>"You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long."</|quote|>Mr Todd bent over the | dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject.<|quote|>"You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long."</|quote|>Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, | Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject.<|quote|>"You know, Mr Todd, the... | seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to... | almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the ... | yes, I remember her well. She dies, poor woman." He would frequently interrupt with questions; not as Tony would have imagined about the circumstances of the story--such things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not conce... | fever, Mr Todd said, "Now I think you are well enough to see the books." At one end of the hut there was a kind of loft formed by a rough platform erected in the eaves of the roof. Mr Todd propped a ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and Tony stoo... | concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times... | A Handful Of Dust |
Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. | No speaker | your hospitality far too long."<|quote|>Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply.</|quote|>"How soon do you think | have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long."<|quote|>Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply.</|quote|>"How soon do you think I shall be able to | manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long."<|quote|>Mr Todd bent over the pla... | have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and drie... | extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking... | the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He... | a rough platform erected in the eaves of the roof. Mr Todd propped a ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and Tony stood at the top of the ladder looking over. There was a heap of bundles there, tied up with rag, palm leaf and raw hide. "It has been... | at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." | Tony Last | farine, but made no reply.<|quote|>"How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..."</|quote|>"My friend, any kindness I | the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply.<|quote|>"How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..."</|quote|>"My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply | just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply.<|quote|>"How soon do you think ... | it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject.... | well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed o... | though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to... | ladder against it and mounted. Tony followed, still unsteady after his illness. Mr Todd sat on the platform and Tony stood at the top of the ladder looking over. There was a heap of bundles there, tied up with rag, palm leaf and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practically destroyed. ... | end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter.... | A Handful Of Dust |
"My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." | Mr Todd | than I can say, but..."<|quote|>"My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again."</|quote|>"Well, I'm very glad you | your kindness to me more than I can say, but..."<|quote|>"My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again."</|quote|>"Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, | plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..."<|quote|>"My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your readi... | a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but m... | his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it ... | paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. ... | leaf and raw hide. "It has been hard to keep out the worms and ants. Two are practically destroyed. But there is an oil the Indians make that is useful." He unwrapped the nearest parcel and handed down a calf-bound book. It was an early American edition of _Bleak House_. "It does not matter which we take first." "You a... | the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through t... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." | Tony Last | us mention the subject again."<|quote|>"Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..."</|quote|>"Yes," said Mr Todd. "The | of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again."<|quote|>"Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..."</|quote|>"Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. | how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again."<|quote|>"Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I real... | when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat... | hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time To... | two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readin... | the Indians make that is useful." He unwrapped the nearest parcel and handed down a calf-bound book. It was an early American edition of _Bleak House_. "It does not matter which we take first." "You are fond of Dickens?" "Why, yes, of course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard.... | end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter.... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Yes," | Mr Todd | be thinking of getting back..."<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd. "The black | too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..."<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He | more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..."<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd. "The black man was l... | long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply... | still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine an... | his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better acc... | early American edition of _Bleak House_. "It does not matter which we take first." "You are fond of Dickens?" "Why, yes, of course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times b... | they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, ... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Mr Todd. | No speaker | thinking of getting back..." "Yes,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd.</|quote|>"The black man was like | But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd.</|quote|>"The black man was like that. He thought of it | than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd.</|quote|>"The black man was like t... | Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid... | have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and drie... | cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent ... | American edition of _Bleak House_. "It does not matter which we take first." "You are fond of Dickens?" "Why, yes, of course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now ... | that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That eve... | A Handful Of Dust |
"The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." | Mr Todd | back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd.<|quote|>"The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..."</|quote|>Twice during the next day | must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd.<|quote|>"The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..."</|quote|>Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but | say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd.<|quote|>"The black man was like that. He thought of i... | over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your read... | to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eat... | beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black m... | _Bleak House_. "It does not matter which we take first." "You are fond of Dickens?" "Why, yes, of course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tire... | "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferin... | A Handful Of Dust |
Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, | No speaker | time. But he died here..."<|quote|>Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said,</|quote|>"Forgive me, Mr Todd, but | thought of it all the time. But he died here..."<|quote|>Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said,</|quote|>"Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the | Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..."<|quote|>Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, bu... | shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enj... | said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the ti... | man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always a... | of course. More than fond, far more. You see, they are the only books I have ever heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene... | as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely di... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" | Tony Last | was evasive. Finally, he said,<|quote|>"Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?"</|quote|>"There is no boat." "Well, | the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said,<|quote|>"Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?"</|quote|>"There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." | I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said,<|quote|>"Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the p... | able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "... | friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already ... | as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extr... | heard. My father used to read them and then later the black man... and now you. I have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devo... | sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day... | A Handful Of Dust |
"There is no boat." | Mr Todd | can I get a boat?"<|quote|>"There is no boat."</|quote|>"Well, the Indians can build | must press the point. When can I get a boat?"<|quote|>"There is no boat."</|quote|>"Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for | black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?"<|quote|>"There is no boat."</|quote|>"Well, the Indians can build o... | but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the tim... | supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farin... | read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all ... | have heard them all several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said To... | characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Well, the Indians can build one." | Tony Last | boat?" "There is no boat."<|quote|>"Well, the Indians can build one."</|quote|>"You must wait for the | When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat."<|quote|>"Well, the Indians can build one."</|quote|>"You must wait for the rains. There is not enough | that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat."<|quote|>"Well, the Indians can build one."</|quote|>"You must wait... | kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." ... | of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply.... | far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the ti... | several times by now but I never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they wi... | his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." | Mr Todd | the Indians can build one."<|quote|>"You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now."</|quote|>"How long will that be?" | "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one."<|quote|>"You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now."</|quote|>"How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They | the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one."<|quote|>"You must wait for the rains. There is not enough ... | amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Ton... | just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall ... | man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second v... | never get tired; there is always more to be learned and noticed, so many characters, so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit."... | _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's ma... | A Handful Of Dust |
"How long will that be?" | Tony Last | water in the river now."<|quote|>"How long will that be?"</|quote|>"A month... two months..." They | rains. There is not enough water in the river now."<|quote|>"How long will that be?"</|quote|>"A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and | but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now."<|quote|>"How long will that be?"</|quote|>"A month... two months.... | "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr T... | when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat... | And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony... | so many changes of scene, so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to e... | at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of fa... | A Handful Of Dust |
"A month... two months..." | Mr Todd | "How long will that be?"<|quote|>"A month... two months..."</|quote|>They had finished _Bleak House_ | water in the river now." "How long will that be?"<|quote|>"A month... two months..."</|quote|>They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end | Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?"<|quote|>"A month... two months..."</|quote|>They had finished _Ble... | have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must pr... | about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your ... | of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong en... | so many words... I have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They too... | enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his... | A Handful Of Dust |
They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. | No speaker | be?" "A month... two months..."<|quote|>They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came.</|quote|>"Now it is time to | now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..."<|quote|>They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came.</|quote|>"Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, | me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..."<|quote|>They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end o... | have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When... | civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more th... | thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restl... | have all Dickens's books here except those that the ants devoured. It takes a long time to read them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first vo... | with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Now it is time to make preparations to go." | Tony Last | Son_ when the rain came.<|quote|>"Now it is time to make preparations to go."</|quote|>"Oh, that is impossible. The | the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came.<|quote|>"Now it is time to make preparations to go."</|quote|>"Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a | no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came.<|quote|>"Now it is time to make preparations to go.... | was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the... | crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. ... | remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibili... | them all--more than two years." "Well," said Tony lightly, "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoye... | you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end of a session he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, ho... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." | Mr Todd | to make preparations to go."<|quote|>"Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions."</|quote|>"You might have told me." | came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go."<|quote|>"Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions."</|quote|>"You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? | must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go."<|quote|>"Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not ma... | time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the... | soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm ve... | By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse a... | "they will well last out my visit." "Oh, I hope not. It is delightful to start again. Each time I think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had share... | "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You might have told me." | Tony Last | is one of their superstitions."<|quote|>"You might have told me."</|quote|>"Did I not mention it? | boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions."<|quote|>"You might have told me."</|quote|>"Did I not mention it? I forgot." Next morning Tony | month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions."<|quote|>"You might have told me."</|... | he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing... | shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting b... | to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that r... | think I find more to enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked tha... | be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I apprecia... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Did I not mention it? I forgot." | Mr Todd | "You might have told me."<|quote|>"Did I not mention it? I forgot."</|quote|>Next morning Tony went out | is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me."<|quote|>"Did I not mention it? I forgot."</|quote|>Next morning Tony went out alone while his host was | finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me."<|quote|>"Did I not mention it? I forgot."</... | Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and S... | a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said M... | feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, To... | enjoy and admire." They took down the first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked that it was torture to h... | hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may... | A Handful Of Dust |
Next morning Tony went out alone while his host was busy, and, looking as aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acq... | No speaker | not mention it? I forgot."<|quote|>Next morning Tony went out alone while his host was busy, and, looking as aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in ... | have told me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot."<|quote|>Next morning Tony went out alone while his host was busy, and, looking as aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them.... | end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot."<|quote|>Next morning Tony went out alone while his ho... | point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is... | to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. H... | touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get thro... | first volume of _Bleak House_ and that afternoon Tony had his first reading. He had always rather enjoyed reading aloud and in the first year of marriage had shared several books in this way with Brenda, until one day, in a moment of frankness, she remarked that it was torture to her. He had read to John Andrew, late i... | "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the first day the old man said, "You read beautifully, with a far better accent than the black man. And you explain better. It is almost as though my father were here again." And always at the end ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children." | Mr Todd | mid-day meal Mr Todd said,<|quote|>"Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children."</|quote|>... | went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said,<|quote|>"Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many c... | motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outlines of a gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of the women giggled but no one gave any sign of comprehension, and he went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said,<|quote|>"Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have ... | them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no sign whether they understood him or not. Then he drew a sketch of a canoe in the sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then made motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outli... | of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot." Next morning Tony went out alone while his host was busy,... | too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is a... | things as the procedure of the Lord Chancellor's Court or the social conventions of the time, though they must have been unintelligible, did not concern him--but always about the characters. "Now, why does she say that? Does she really mean it? Did she feel faint because of the heat of the fire or of something in that ... | getting back to civilization. I have already imposed myself on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindne... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe." | Tony Last | many cases, as my children."<|quote|>"Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe."</|quote|>"So they gave me to | regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children."<|quote|>"Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe."</|quote|>"So they gave me to understand... and now if you | "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children."<|quote|>"Well, as a matter of fact, I was as... | motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outlines of a gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of the women giggled but no one gave any sign of comprehension, and he went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been try... | morning Tony went out alone while his host was busy, and, looking as aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired... | me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindness I may have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He t... | the fire or of something in that paper?" He laughed loudly at all the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments o... | on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindne... | A Handful Of Dust |
"So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." | Mr Todd | asking them about a canoe."<|quote|>"So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book."</|quote|>* * * * * | matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe."<|quote|>"So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book."</|quote|>* * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. | with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children." "Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe."<|quote|>"So they gave me to understand... and n... | gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of the women giggled but no one gave any sign of comprehension, and he went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish thro... | aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no sign whether they understood him... | have shown is amply repaid by your reading of Dickens. Do not let us mention the subject again." "Well, I'm very glad you have enjoyed it. I have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during th... | the jokes and at some passages which did not seem humorous to Tony, asking him to repeat them two or three times, and later at the description of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very pr... | rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "... | A Handful Of Dust |
* * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to ... | No speaker | quite absorbed in the book."<|quote|>* * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919... | have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book."<|quote|>* * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irre... | regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children." "Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe." "So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book."<|quote|>* * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son... | went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as... | did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no sign whether they understood him or not. Then he drew a sketch of a canoe in the sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then made motions of ... | have, too. But I really must be thinking of getting back..." "Yes," said Mr Todd. "The black man was like that. He thought of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When... | of the sufferings of the outcasts in "Tom-all-alone's" tears ran down his cheeks into his beard. His comments on the story were usually simple. "I think the Dedlock is a very proud man," or, "Mrs Jellyby does not take enough care of her children." Tony enjoyed the readings almost as much as he did. At the end of the fi... | Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey an... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Mr Todd," | Tony Last | this mark signed Barnabas Washington_.<|quote|>"Mr Todd,"</|quote|>said Tony, "I must speak | after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_.<|quote|>"Mr Todd,"</|quote|>said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, | I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_.<|quote|>"Mr Todd,"</|quote|>said Tony, "I must sp... | book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do sw... | he went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases,... | months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? ... | he thanked his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be re... | doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no sign whether they understood him or not. Then he drew a sketch of a canoe in the sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then m... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Tony, | No speaker | signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd,"<|quote|>said Tony,</|quote|>"I must speak frankly. You | _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd,"<|quote|>said Tony,</|quote|>"I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when | Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd,"<|quote|>said Tony,</|quote|>"I must speak fran... | * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Ba... | away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my c... | had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot." Next ... | his guest courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He ... | long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might ha... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." | Tony Last | Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony,<|quote|>"I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released."</|quote|>"But, my friend, what i... | made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony,<|quote|>"I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released."</... | Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony,<|quote|>"I must speak frankly. You saved my... | * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnab... | At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children." "Well, a... | _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot." Next morning Tony ... | courteously. "I enjoyed that _very_ much. It was an extremely distressing chapter. But, if I remember it rightly, it will all turn out well." By the time that they were in the second volume, however, the novelty of the old man's delight had begun to wane, and Tony was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched mo... | on your hospitality far too long." Mr Todd bent over the plate, crunching mouthfuls of farine, but made no reply. "How soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat?... I said, how soon do you think I shall be able to get a boat? I appreciate all your kindness to me more than I can say, but..." "My friend, any kindne... | A Handful Of Dust |
"But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." | Mr Todd | I demand to be released."<|quote|>"But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like."</|quote|>"You know very well that | me here against my will. I demand to be released."<|quote|>"But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like."</|quote|>"You know very well that I can't get away without | said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released."<|quote|>"But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no r... | Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my... | themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children." "Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe." "So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a yea... | me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot." Next morning Tony went out alone while his host was busy, and, looking as aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them... | was feeling strong enough to be restless. He touched more than once on the subject of his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read... | of it all the time. But he died here..." Twice during the next day Tony opened the subject, but his host was evasive. Finally, he said, "Forgive me, Mr Todd, but I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enoug... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You know very well that I can't get away without your help." | Tony Last | restraint. Go when you like."<|quote|>"You know very well that I can't get away without your help."</|quote|>"In that case you must | you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like."<|quote|>"You know very well that I can't get away without your help."</|quote|>"In that case you must humour an old man. Read | civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like."<|quote|>"You know very well that I can't get away witho... | in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I... | was asking them about a canoe." "So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile b... | host was busy, and, looking as aimless as he could, strolled across the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no s... | his departure, asking about canoes and rains and the possibility of finding guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it ... | House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is one of their superstitions." "You might have told me." "Did I not mention it? I forgot." Next morning Tony went ou... | A Handful Of Dust |
"In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter." | Mr Todd | get away without your help."<|quote|>"In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter."</|quote|>"Mr Todd, I swear by | very well that I can't get away without your help."<|quote|>"In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter."</|quote|>"Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when | will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help."<|quote|>"In that case you must humour an old man. Rea... | soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you... | and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit... | the savannah to the group of Indian houses. There were four or five Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no sign whether they understood him or not. Then he drew a sketch of a c... | guides. But Mr Todd seemed obtuse and paid no attention to these hints. One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. Y... | I really must press the point. When can I get a boat?" "There is no boat." "Well, the Indians can build one." "You must wait for the rains. There is not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when t... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day." | Tony Last | man. Read me another chapter."<|quote|>"Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day."</|quote|>"But I have no need | you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter."<|quote|>"Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day."</|quote|>"But I have no need of another man. You read | here against my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter."<|quote|>"Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when ... | Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." "But... | chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Yea... | Pie-wies sitting in one of the doorways. They did not look up as he approached them. He addressed them in the few words of Macushi he had acquired during the journey but they made no sign whether they understood him or not. Then he drew a sketch of a canoe in the sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, p... | One day, running his thumb through the pages of _Bleak House_ that remained to be read, Tony said, "We still have a lot to get through. I hope I shall be able to finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noti... | them about a canoe." "So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became sudde... | A Handful Of Dust |
"But I have no need of another man. You read so well." | Mr Todd | read to you all day."<|quote|>"But I have no need of another man. You read so well."</|quote|>"I have read for the | will pay a man to read to you all day."<|quote|>"But I have no need of another man. You read so well."</|quote|>"I have read for the last time." "I hope not," | away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter." "Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day."<|quote|>"But I have no need of another man. You read so well."</|quote|>"I have re... | of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old... | permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon a... | made no sign whether they understood him or not. Then he drew a sketch of a canoe in the sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then made motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outlines of a gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of... | finish it before I go." "Oh yes," said Mr Todd. "Do not disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the s... | matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe." "So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I have read for the last time." | Tony Last | man. You read so well."<|quote|>"I have read for the last time."</|quote|>"I hope not," said Mr | have no need of another man. You read so well."<|quote|>"I have read for the last time."</|quote|>"I hope not," said Mr Todd politely. That evening at | man. Read me another chapter." "Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day." "But I have no need of another man. You read so well."<|quote|>"I have read for the last time."</|quote|>"I hope not," said Mr Todd politely. Th... | present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter." "Mr Todd, I swear by anything ... | he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark sign... | a sketch of a canoe in the sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then made motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outlines of a gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of the women giggled but no one gave any sign of comprehension, ... | disturb yourself about that. You will have time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I mus... | not enough water in the river now." "How long will that be?" "A month... two months..." They had finished _Bleak House_ and were nearing the end of _Dombey and Son_ when the rain came. "Now it is time to make preparations to go." "Oh, that is impossible. The Indians will not make a boat during the rainy season--it is o... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I hope not," | Mr Todd | read for the last time."<|quote|>"I hope not,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd politely. That | read so well." "I have read for the last time."<|quote|>"I hope not,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd politely. That evening at supper only one | I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day." "But I have no need of another man. You read so well." "I have read for the last time."<|quote|>"I hope not,"</|quote|>said Mr Todd politely. That evening at supper only one plate of dr... | my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter." "Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I wil... | in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," sa... | sand, he went through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then made motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outlines of a gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of the women giggled but no one gave any sign of comprehension, and he went away unsatisfie... | time to finish it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civiliz... | another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular charact... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Mr Todd politely. That evening at supper only one plate of dried meat and farine was brought in and Mr Todd ate alone. Tony lay without speaking, staring at the thatch. Next day at noon a single plate was put before Mr Todd but with it lay his gun, cocked, on his knee, as he ate. Tony resumed the reading of _Marti... | No speaker | last time." "I hope not,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd politely. That evening at supper only one plate of dried meat and farine was brought in and Mr Todd ate alone. Tony lay without speaking, staring at the thatch. Next day at noon a single plate was put before Mr Todd but with it lay his gun, cocked, on his knee, as he ate. ... | "I have read for the last time." "I hope not,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd politely. That evening at supper only one plate of dried meat and farine was brought in and Mr Todd ate alone. Tony lay without speaking, staring at the thatch. Next day at noon a single plate was put before Mr Todd but with it lay his gun, cocked, on ... | anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find someone to take my place. I will pay a man to read to you all day." "But I have no need of another man. You read so well." "I have read for the last time." "I hope not,"<|quote|>said Mr Todd politely. That evening at supper only one plate of dried meat and farine ... | demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter." "Mr Todd, I swear by anything you like that when I get to Man?os I will find some... | Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak fr... | through some vague motions of carpentry, pointed from them to him, then made motions of giving something to them and scratched out the outlines of a gun and a hat and a few other recognizable articles of trade. One of the women giggled but no one gave any sign of comprehension, and he went away unsatisfied. At their mi... | it, my friend." For the first time Tony noticed something slightly menacing in his host's manner. That evening at supper, a brief meal of farine and dried beef, eaten just before sundown, Tony renewed the subject. "You know, Mr Todd, the time has come when I must be thinking about getting back to civilization. I have a... | he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washington of Georgetown that if he finish this book in fact Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark sign... | A Handful Of Dust |
"May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." | Mr Todd | And then Mr Todd interrupted.<|quote|>"May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy."</|quote|>The weeks passed; there was | quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted.<|quote|>"May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy."</|quote|>The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but | leisurely river journey to Belem, the big liner to Europe; savoured good claret and fresh meat and spring vegetables; he was shy at meeting Brenda and uncertain how to address her... "_Darling_, you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted.<|quote|>"May I troub... | his lips mechanically followed the printed pages, his mind wandered away from his eager, crazy host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of his homecoming--the gradual re-encounters with civilization (he shaved and bought new clothes at Man?os, telegraphed for money, received wires of congratulation; ... | the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery. The disasters of the Messinger expedition would not have passed unnoticed. Tony could imagine t... | his knee, as he ate. Tony resumed the reading of _Martin Chuzzlewit_ where it had been interrupted. Weeks passed hopelessly. They read _Nicholas Nickleby_ and _Little Dorrit_ and _Oliver Twist_. Then a stranger arrived in the savannah, a half-caste prospector, one of that lonely order of men who wander for a lifetime t... | he went away unsatisfied. At their mid-day meal Mr Todd said, "Mr Last, the Indians tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases,... | anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me here against my will. I demand to be released." "But, my friend, what is keeping you? You are under no restraint. Go when you like." "You know very well that I can't get away without your help." "In that case you must humour an old man. Read me another chapter."... | A Handful Of Dust |
The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. | No speaker | is one I particularly enjoy."<|quote|>The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian n... | read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy."<|quote|>The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long... | meat and spring vegetables; he was shy at meeting Brenda and uncertain how to address her... "_Darling_, you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy."<|quote|>The weeks passed; ther... | host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of his homecoming--the gradual re-encounters with civilization (he shaved and bought new clothes at Man?os, telegraphed for money, received wires of congratulation; he enjoyed the leisurely river journey to Belem, the big liner to Europe; savoured good claret ... | confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery. The disasters of the Messinger expedition would not have passed unnoticed. Tony could imagine the headlines that must have appeared in the popular press; even now, probably, there ... | been interrupted. Weeks passed hopelessly. They read _Nicholas Nickleby_ and _Little Dorrit_ and _Oliver Twist_. Then a stranger arrived in the savannah, a half-caste prospector, one of that lonely order of men who wander for a lifetime through the forests, tracing the little streams, sifting the gravel and, ounce by o... | tell me that you have been trying to speak with them. It is easier that you say anything you wish through me. You realize, do you not, that they would do nothing without my authority. They regard themselves, quite rightly in many cases, as my children." "Well, as a matter of fact, I was asking them about a canoe." "So ... | a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"It is one of the local feast days," | Mr Todd | neighbour he proposed a celebration.<|quote|>"It is one of the local feast days,"</|quote|>he explained, "and they have | long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration.<|quote|>"It is one of the local feast days,"</|quote|>he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may | of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration.<|quote|>"It is one of the local feast ... | at meeting Brenda and uncertain how to address her... "_Darling_, you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the da... | he had crossed; any day English voices must sound over the savannah and a dozen friendly adventurers come crashing through the bush. Even as he was reading, while his lips mechanically followed the printed pages, his mind wandered away from his eager, crazy host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of... | gold dust, more often than not dying of exposure and starvation with five hundred dollars worth of gold hung round their necks. Mr Todd was vexed at his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper ... | a canoe." "So they gave me to understand... and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute w... | but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery. The disasters of the Messinger expedition would not have passed unnoticed. Tony could imagine the headlines that must have appeared in the popular press; ev... | A Handful Of Dust |
he explained, | No speaker | of the local feast days,"<|quote|>he explained,</|quote|>"and they have been making | a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days,"<|quote|>he explained,</|quote|>"and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like | hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days,"<|quote|>he explained,</|quote|>"and they... | her... "_Darling_, you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; ... | sound over the savannah and a dozen friendly adventurers come crashing through the bush. Even as he was reading, while his lips mechanically followed the printed pages, his mind wandered away from his eager, crazy host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of his homecoming--the gradual re-encounters w... | exposure and starvation with five hundred dollars worth of gold hung round their necks. Mr Todd was vexed at his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now... | and now if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit... | this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery. The disasters of the Messinger expedition would not have passed unnoticed. Tony could imagine the headlines that must have appeared in the popular press; even now, probably, there were search parties working over the c... | A Handful Of Dust |
"and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night." | Mr Todd | local feast days," he explained,<|quote|>"and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night."</|quote|>Accordingly after supper they joined | "It is one of the local feast days," he explained,<|quote|>"and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night."</|quote|>Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that | what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained,<|quote|>"and they have been making... | you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slig... | the savannah and a dozen friendly adventurers come crashing through the bush. Even as he was reading, while his lips mechanically followed the printed pages, his mind wandered away from his eager, crazy host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of his homecoming--the gradual re-encounters with civiliz... | starvation with five hundred dollars worth of gold hung round their necks. Mr Todd was vexed at his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was... | if you have finished your meal perhaps we might have another chapter. I am quite absorbed in the book." * * * * * They finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he fo... | arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery. The disasters of the Messinger expedition would not have passed unnoticed. Tony could imagine the headlines that must have appeared in the popular press; even now, probably, there were search parties working over the country he had crossed; any day English voice... | A Handful Of Dust |
Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they wer... | No speaker | to this man's home to-night."<|quote|>Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brou... | some. We will go across to this man's home to-night."<|quote|>Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. ... | when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night."<|quote|>Accordingly after supper they joined ... | passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with a... | his mind wandered away from his eager, crazy host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of his homecoming--the gradual re-encounters with civilization (he shaved and bought new clothes at Man?os, telegraphed for money, received wires of congratulation; he enjoyed the leisurely river journey to Belem, t... | sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of th... | finished _Dombey and Son_. Nearly a year had passed since Tony had left England, and his gloomy foreboding of permanent exile became suddenly acute when, between the pages of _Martin Chuzzlewit_, he found a document written in pencil in irregular characters. Year 1919. I James Todd of Brazil do swear to Barnabas Washin... | for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery. The disasters of the Mes... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette." | Mr Todd | given hammocks to sit in.<|quote|>"You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette."</|quote|>Tony gulped the dark liquid, | Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in.<|quote|>"You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette."</|quote|>Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. | the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in.<|quote|>"You must drink it all without lowering the cu... | a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night." Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other s... | was shy at meeting Brenda and uncertain how to address her... "_Darling_, you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endure... | farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next,... | Martin Chuzzlewit I will let him go away back as soon as finished. There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will gi... | necks. Mr Todd was vexed at his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise,... | A Handful Of Dust |
Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He leant back in the hammock feeling unusually contented. Perhaps at that very moment the search party was i... | No speaker | cup. That is the etiquette."<|quote|>Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He leant back in the hammock feeling unusually contented. Perhaps at th... | it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette."<|quote|>Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He leant back in the hammock feeling unusua... | savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette."<|quote|>Tony gulped the dark liqui... | they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night." Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous mann... | been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stir... | and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of his discovery.... | There followed a heavy pencil X and after it: _Mr Todd made this mark signed Barnabas Washington_. "Mr Todd," said Tony, "I must speak frankly. You saved my life, and when I get back to civilization I will reward you to the best of my ability. I will give you anything within reason. But at present you are keeping me he... | farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the p... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" | Mr Todd | found Mr Todd sitting there.<|quote|>"Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?"</|quote|>"Rotten. That drink doesn't seem | he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there.<|quote|>"Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?"</|quote|>"Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I | his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there.<|quote|>"Ah, my friend, you are late for the rea... | had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it ... | of _pivari_ was offered him and he handed it back empty. He lay full length watching the play of shadows on the thatch as the Pie-wies began to dance. Then he shut his eyes and thought of England and Hetton and fell asleep. * * * * * He awoke, still in the Indian hut, with the impression that he had outslept his usual ... | neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night." Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of t... | the little leather sack of gold dust, more often than not dying of exposure and starvation with five hundred dollars worth of gold hung round their necks. Mr Todd was vexed at his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble h... | host opposite, and he began to narrate to himself incidents of his homecoming--the gradual re-encounters with civilization (he shaved and bought new clothes at Man?os, telegraphed for money, received wires of congratulation; he enjoyed the leisurely river journey to Belem, the big liner to Europe; savoured good claret ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." | Tony Last | light. How do you feel?"<|quote|>"Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me."</|quote|>"I will give you something | scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?"<|quote|>"Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me."</|quote|>"I will give you something to make you better. The | the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?"<|quote|>"Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to a... | drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutti... | as the Pie-wies began to dance. Then he shut his eyes and thought of England and Hetton and fell asleep. * * * * * He awoke, still in the Indian hut, with the impression that he had outslept his usual hour. By the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and foun... | not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night." Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liqui... | hung round their necks. Mr Todd was vexed at his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; c... | particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he propo... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." | Mr Todd | seem to agree with me."<|quote|>"I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep."</|quote|>"You haven't seen my watch | feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me."<|quote|>"I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep."</|quote|>"You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" | once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me."<|quote|>"I will give you something to m... | recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he re... | his eyes and thought of England and Hetton and fell asleep. * * * * * He awoke, still in the Indian hut, with the impression that he had outslept his usual hour. By the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wris... | will go across to this man's home to-night." Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls we... | his arrival, gave him farine and _tasso_ and sent him on his journey within an hour of his arrival, but in that hour Tony had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while... | dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He leant back in the hammock feeling unusually contented. Perhaps at that very moment the search party was in camp a few hou... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" | Tony Last | and to make you sleep."<|quote|>"You haven't seen my watch anywhere?"</|quote|>"You have missed it?" "Yes. | everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep."<|quote|>"You haven't seen my watch anywhere?"</|quote|>"You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing | for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep."<|quote|>"You haven't seen my watch anywhere... | mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely... | the impression that he had outslept his usual hour. By the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," ... | one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiqu... | had time to scribble his name on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tas... | even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you shoul... | A Handful Of Dust |
"You have missed it?" | Mr Todd | haven't seen my watch anywhere?"<|quote|>"You have missed it?"</|quote|>"Yes. I thought I was | to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?"<|quote|>"You have missed it?"</|quote|>"Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've | is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?"<|quote|>"You have missed it?"</|quote|>"Yes... | during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. ... | his usual hour. By the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that... | other side of the savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette." Tony gulped the ... | on a slip of paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit f... | address her... "_Darling_, you've been much longer than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." | Tony Last | anywhere?" "You have missed it?"<|quote|>"Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long."</|quote|>"Not since you were a | "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?"<|quote|>"Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long."</|quote|>"Not since you were a baby. Do you know how | hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?"<|quote|>"Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I sa... | of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rott... | the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headach... | savannah. They were singing in an apathetic, monotonous manner and passing a large calabash of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette." Tony gulped the dark liquid, tryin... | paper and put it into the man's hand. From now on there was hope. The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, si... | he had outslept his usual hour. By the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treach... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." | Mr Todd | I've never slept so long."<|quote|>"Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days."</|quote|>"Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, | was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long."<|quote|>"Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days."</|quote|>"Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long | with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long."<|quote|>"Not since you were a baby. Do you know how l... | more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to... | was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet t... | of liquid from mouth to mouth. Separate bowls were brought for Tony and Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette." Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the ... | The days followed their unvarying routine; coffee at sunrise, a morning of inaction while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef ... | towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man'... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Nonsense. I can't have." | Tony Last | know how long? Two days."<|quote|>"Nonsense. I can't have."</|quote|>"Yes, indeed. It is a | were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days."<|quote|>"Nonsense. I can't have."</|quote|>"Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a | has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days."<|quote|>"Nonsense. I can't have."</|quote|>"Yes, indeed. It ... | house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake ... | it was not on his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady ... | Mr Todd, and they were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette." Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and... | while Mr Todd pottered about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confiden... | than you said. I quite thought you were lost..."). And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordialit... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." | Mr Todd | days." "Nonsense. I can't have."<|quote|>"Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests."</|quote|>"Guests?" "Why, yes. I have | you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have."<|quote|>"Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests."</|quote|>"Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you | to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have."<|quote|>"Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because y... | Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sl... | his wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind c... | were given hammocks to sit in. "You must drink it all without lowering the cup. That is the etiquette." Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He l... | about on the business of the farm, farine and _tasso_ at noon, Dickens in the afternoon, farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Som... | hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willing to join him when, one evening after a long conference with an Indian neighbour he proposed a celebration. "It is one of the local feast days," he explained, "and they have been making... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Guests?" | Tony Last | because you missed our guests."<|quote|>"Guests?"</|quote|>"Why, yes. I have been | time. It is a pity because you missed our guests."<|quote|>"Guests?"</|quote|>"Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were | have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests."<|quote|>"Guests?"</|quote|>"Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you ... | scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was we... | "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way ac... | is the etiquette." Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He leant back in the hammock feeling unusually contented. Perhaps at that very moment the... | farine and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with new... | eyes and thought of England and Hetton and fell asleep. * * * * * He awoke, still in the Indian hut, with the impression that he had outslept his usual hour. By the position of the sun he knew it was late afternoon. No one else was about. He looked for his watch and found to his surprise that it was not on his wrist. H... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not... | Mr Todd | you missed our guests." "Guests?"<|quote|>"Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I th... | It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?"<|quote|>"Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way ... | missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?"<|quote|>"Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. T... | another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it.... | must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way acros... | the etiquette." Tony gulped the dark liquid, trying not to taste it. But it was not unpleasant, hard and muddy on the palate like most of the beverages he had been offered in Brazil, but with a flavour of honey and brown bread. He leant back in the hammock feeling unusually contented. Perhaps at that very moment the se... | and _tasso_ and sometimes some fruit for supper, silence from sunset to dawn with the small wick glowing in the beef fat and the palm thatch overhead dimly discernible; but Tony lived in quiet confidence and expectation. Sometime, this year or the next, the prospector would arrive at a Brazilian village with news of hi... | days," he explained, "and they have been making _pivari_. You may not like it but you should try some. We will go across to this man's home to-night." Accordingly after supper they joined a party of Indians that were assembled round the fire in one of the huts at the other side of the savannah. They were singing in an ... | A Handful Of Dust |
CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that year, for it had been a mild winter. High overhead among its gargoyles and crockets the clock chimed for the hour and solemnly struck f... | No speaker | without the temptation to weep."<|quote|>CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that year, for it had been a mild winter. High overhead among its gargoyles and crockets the clock ... | book I can never hear without the temptation to weep."<|quote|>CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that year, for it had been a mild winter. High overhead among its gargoyles a... | make you feel better. Your head aches, does it not?... We will not have any Dickens to-day... but to-morrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. Let us read _Little Dorrit_ again. There are passages in that book I can never hear without the temptation to weep."<|quote|>CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A ligh... | They were pleased with that, too. They were very easily pleased. But I do not suppose they will visit us again, our life here is so retired... no pleasures except reading... I do not suppose we shall ever have visitors again... well, well, I will get you some medicine to make you feel better. Your head aches, does it n... | outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not greet them yourself, I gave them a little souvenir, your watch. They w... | headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breath... | And then Mr Todd interrupted. "May I trouble you to read that passage again? It is one I particularly enjoy." The weeks passed; there was no sign of rescue but Tony endured the day for hope of what might happen on the morrow; he even felt a slight stirring of cordiality towards his jailer and was therefore quite willin... | wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a... | A Handful Of Dust |
Mr Last said, | No speaker | up anyway before the jamboree."<|quote|>Mr Last said,</|quote|>"_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to | I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree."<|quote|>Mr Last said,</|quote|>"_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another | the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree."<|quote|>Mr Last said,</|quote|>"_Jam... | dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a ... | footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the mornin... | the day after that, and the day after that. Let us read _Little Dorrit_ again. There are passages in that book I can never hear without the temptation to weep." CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; ... | wrist. He had left it in the house, he supposed, before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confu... | I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not greet them... | A Handful Of Dust |
Teddy said, | No speaker | nothing sacred to you children?"<|quote|>Teddy said,</|quote|>"Another casualty at the stinkeries. | Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?"<|quote|>Teddy said,</|quote|>"Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought | constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?"<|quote|>Teddy said,</|... | had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between the... | the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's ... | us read _Little Dorrit_ again. There are passages in that book I can never hear without the temptation to weep." CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that year, for it had been ... | before coming to the party. "I must have been tight last night," he reflected. Treacherous drink that." He had a headache and feared a recurrence of fever. He found when he set his feet to the ground that he stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his ... | the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been feeding the Angora rabbits. On the gravel in front of the house the new me... | A Handful Of Dust |
Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, | No speaker | next cage. Tricky birds, foxes."<|quote|>Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said,</|quote|>"I'm sorry if I'm late." | through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes."<|quote|>Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said,</|quote|>"I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr | jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes."<|quote|>Agnes came n... | of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is not... | the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was u... | elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that year, for it had been a mild winter. High overhead among its gargoyles and crockets the clock chimed for the hour and solemnly struck fourteen. It was half-past eight. The clock has been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended t... | stood with difficulty; his walk was unsteady and his mind confused as it had been during the first weeks of his convalescence. On his way across the savannah he was obliged to stop more than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are l... | no pleasures except reading... I do not suppose we shall ever have visitors again... well, well, I will get you some medicine to make you feel better. Your head aches, does it not?... We will not have any Dickens to-day... but to-morrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. Let us read _Little Dorrit_ again.... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Mr Last tolerantly. | No speaker | I'm late." "_If_ you're late..."<|quote|>said Mr Last tolerantly.</|quote|>"How long will the show | and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..."<|quote|>said Mr Last tolerantly.</|quote|>"How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got | the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..."<|quote|>said Mr Last tolerantly.</|quot... | rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have g... | of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted t... | solemnly struck fourteen. It was half-past eight. The clock has been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and... | than once, shutting his eyes and breathing deeply. When he reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make... | the day after that, and the day after that. Let us read _Little Dorrit_ again. There are passages in that book I can never hear without the temptation to weep." CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; ... | A Handful Of Dust |
asked Teddy. | No speaker | long will the show last?"<|quote|>asked Teddy.</|quote|>"I've got to run over | said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?"<|quote|>asked Teddy.</|quote|>"I've got to run over to Bayton and get some | the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?"<|quote|>asked Teddy.</|quote|>"I'... | to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds,... | eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table... | been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been feeding the Angora rabbits. On the gr... | reached the house he found Mr Todd sitting there. "Ah, my friend, you are late for the reading this afternoon. There is scarcely another half hour of light. How do you feel?" "Rotten. That drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to mak... | do not suppose we shall ever have visitors again... well, well, I will get you some medicine to make you feel better. Your head aches, does it not?... We will not have any Dickens to-day... but to-morrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. Let us read _Little Dorrit_ again. There are passages in that book ... | A Handful Of Dust |
"It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." | Unknowable | enough here. Greedy little beggars."<|quote|>"It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan."</|quote|>"There's a letter here from | for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars."<|quote|>"It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan."</|quote|>"There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry | if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars."<|quote|>"It will be all over by half-pas... | got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr... | twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have r... | drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been feeding the Angora rabbits. On the gravel in front of the house the new memorial stood, shrouded in a flag. Molly propped the motor-cycle against the wall of the drawbridge and ran in to breakfast. Life at Hetton was ... | drink doesn't seem to agree with me." "I will give you something to make you better. The forest has remedies for everything; to make you awake and to make you sleep." "You haven't seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a bab... | library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeare... | A Handful Of Dust |
"There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." | Unknowable | Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan."<|quote|>"There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication."</|quote|>"Oh." There was a general | it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan."<|quote|>"There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication."</|quote|>"Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock | Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan."<|quote|>"There's a letter here from Cousin... | with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for ... | constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another c... | memorial stood, shrouded in a flag. Molly propped the motor-cycle against the wall of the drawbridge and ran in to breakfast. Life at Hetton was busier but simpler since Richard Last's succession. Ambrose remained, but there were no longer any footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Ric... | seen my watch anywhere?" "You have missed it?" "Yes. I thought I was wearing it. I say, I've never slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite g... | struck fourteen. It was half-past eight. The clock has been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her h... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Oh." | Unknowable | down here for the dedication."<|quote|>"Oh."</|quote|>There was a general silence. | sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication."<|quote|>"Oh."</|quote|>There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has | be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication."<|quote|>"Oh."</|quote|>There was a general s... | late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Te... | said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during... | to breakfast. Life at Hetton was busier but simpler since Richard Last's succession. Ambrose remained, but there were no longer any footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the... | slept so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity ... | silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been feeding the Angora rabbits. On the gravel in front of the house the new memorial stood, shrouded in a flag. Molly propped the motor-cycle against the wall ... | A Handful Of Dust |
There was a general silence. | No speaker | here for the dedication." "Oh."<|quote|>There was a general silence.</|quote|>"She says that Jock has | but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh."<|quote|>There was a general silence.</|quote|>"She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this | all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh."<|quote|>There was a general silence.</|qu... | "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril i... | "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the n... | breakfast. Life at Hetton was busier but simpler since Richard Last's succession. Ambrose remained, but there were no longer any footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the di... | so long." "Not since you were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for th... | day after that. Let us read _Little Dorrit_ again. There are passages in that book I can never hear without the temptation to weep." CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that ye... | A Handful Of Dust |
"She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." | Unknowable | There was a general silence.<|quote|>"She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon."</|quote|>"Oh." "She could have come | here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence.<|quote|>"She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon."</|quote|>"Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly. "She | Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence.<|quote|>"She says that Jock has a three-li... | Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon.... | your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through t... | busier but simpler since Richard Last's succession. Ambrose remained, but there were no longer any footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were... | were a baby. Do you know how long? Two days." "Nonsense. I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particul... | it had been a mild winter. High overhead among its gargoyles and crockets the clock chimed for the hour and solemnly struck fourteen. It was half-past eight. The clock has been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a p... | A Handful Of Dust |
"Oh." | Unknowable | three-line whip for this afternoon."<|quote|>"Oh."</|quote|>"She could have come without | says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon."<|quote|>"Oh."</|quote|>"She could have come without him," said Molly. "She sends | well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon."<|quote|>"Oh."</|quote|>"She could h... | got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin To... | anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Ag... | were no longer any footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family ... | I can't have." "Yes, indeed. It is a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so ... | among its gargoyles and crockets the clock chimed for the hour and solemnly struck fourteen. It was half-past eight. The clock has been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on ... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Molly. | No speaker | could have come without him,"<|quote|>said Molly.</|quote|>"She sends her love to | for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him,"<|quote|>said Molly.</|quote|>"She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." | head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him,"<|quote|>said Molly.</|quote|... | get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "Ther... | "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect ... | a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smok... | a long time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the... | hear without the temptation to weep." CHAPTER VII ENGLISH GOTHIC--III A light breeze in the dewy orchards; brilliant, cool sunshine over meadows and copses; the elms were all in bud in the avenue; everything was early that year, for it had been a mild winter. High overhead among its gargoyles and crockets the clock chi... | A Handful Of Dust |
"She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." | Unknowable | come without him," said Molly.<|quote|>"She sends her love to us all and to Hetton."</|quote|>There was another pause. "Well, | afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly.<|quote|>"She sends her love to us all and to Hetton."</|quote|>There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly | Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly.<|quote|>"She sends her lov... | more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a let... | nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve,... | and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-ro... | time. It is a pity because you missed our guests." "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to... | a flag. Molly propped the motor-cycle against the wall of the drawbridge and ran in to breakfast. Life at Hetton was busier but simpler since Richard Last's succession. Ambrose remained, but there were no longer any footmen; he and a boy and four women servants did the work of the house. Richard Last called them his "s... | A Handful Of Dust |
There was another pause. | No speaker | us all and to Hetton."<|quote|>There was another pause.</|quote|>"Well, I think it's a | "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton."<|quote|>There was another pause.</|quote|>"Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. | Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly. "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton."<|quote|>There was another pause.</|quote|>... | fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she ca... | the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father a... | Richard Last called them his "skeleton staff". When things were easier he would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitc... | "Guests?" "Why, yes. I have been quite gay while you were asleep. Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you... | nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Another casualty at the stinkeries. That little vixen we bought from the people at Okehampton got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve,... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Molly. | No speaker | it's a jolly good thing,"<|quote|>said Molly.</|quote|>"She couldn't show much widowly | another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing,"<|quote|>said Molly.</|quote|>"She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her | the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly. "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing,"<|quote|>said Molly.</|quote|>"She couldn... | "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. ... | got her brush bitten off during the night. Must have got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr... | would extend the household; meanwhile the dining-hall and the library were added to the state apartments which were kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had... | Three men from outside. Englishmen. It is a pity you missed them. A pity for them, too, as they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not greet them yourself, I gave them a little souvenir, you... | half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of... | A Handful Of Dust |
"_Molly!_" | Unknowable | to get hitched up again."<|quote|>"_Molly!_"</|quote|>"And you know you think | It didn't take her long to get hitched up again."<|quote|>"_Molly!_"</|quote|>"And you know you think the same." "I will not | afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly. "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again."<|quote|>"_Molly!_"</|quote|>"And you know ... | as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come witho... | cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayt... | kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who too... | they particularly wished to see you. But what could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not greet them yourself, I gave them a little souvenir, your watch. They wanted something to take back to England where a reward is being offered for ... | too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Te... | A Handful Of Dust |
"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." | Unknowable | know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy."</|quote|>"She was always jolly decent | up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy."</|quote|>"She was always jolly decent to us when she used | said Molly. "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that a... | head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly. "She sends her l... | was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chive... | the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes ... | could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not greet them yourself, I gave them a little souvenir, your watch. They wanted something to take back to England where a reward is being offered for news of you. They were very pleased with it. A... | was half-past eight. The clock has been irregular lately. It was one of the things that Richard Last intended to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been fe... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Agnes. | No speaker | she used to live here,"<|quote|>said Agnes.</|quote|>"Well, I should hope so," | jolly decent to us when she used to live here,"<|quote|>said Agnes.</|quote|>"Well, I should hope so," said Teddy. "After all, it's | you think the same." "I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." "She was always jolly decent to us when she used to live here,"<|quote|>said Agnes.</|quote|>"Well, I should hope so," said Ted... | have come without him," said Molly. "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same." "I will not allow you to ... | over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in ... | to dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was... | a reward is being offered for news of you. They were very pleased with it. And they took some photographs of the little cross I put up to commemorate your coming. They were pleased with that, too. They were very easily pleased. But I do not suppose they will visit us again, our life here is so retired... no pleasures e... | got it through the wire into the next cage. Tricky birds, foxes." Agnes came next; she was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" aske... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Teddy. | No speaker | "Well, I should hope so,"<|quote|>said Teddy.</|quote|>"After all, it's our place." | to live here," said Agnes. "Well, I should hope so,"<|quote|>said Teddy.</|quote|>"After all, it's our place." * * * * * | allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." "She was always jolly decent to us when she used to live here," said Agnes. "Well, I should hope so,"<|quote|>said Teddy.</|quote|>"After all, it's our place." ... | sends her love to us all and to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same." "I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whate... | rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter h... | late; Teddy and Molly had been out for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand ... | of you. They were very pleased with it. And they took some photographs of the little cross I put up to commemorate your coming. They were pleased with that, too. They were very easily pleased. But I do not suppose they will visit us again, our life here is so retired... no pleasures except reading... I do not suppose w... | the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes late; Teddy and Mo... | A Handful Of Dust |
* * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering the papers on which the order of the service was printed and once threatening to unveil the memorial prematurely. Several relatives were present, Lady St Cloud, Aunt Frances and the family of impoverished Lasts who had not profit... | No speaker | "After all, it's our place."<|quote|>* * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering the papers on which the order of the service was printed and once threatening to unveil the memorial prematurely. Several relatives were present, Lady St Cloud, Aunt Frances and the family of ... | should hope so," said Teddy. "After all, it's our place."<|quote|>* * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering the papers on which the order of the service was printed and once threatening to unveil the memorial prematurely. Several relatives were present, Lady St Cloud, Au... | Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." "She was always jolly decent to us when she used to live here," said Agnes. "Well, I should hope so," said Teddy. "After all, it's our place."<|quote|>* * * * * The day was still fine at eleven ... | to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same." "I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfe... | got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry ... | for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, pl... | it. And they took some photographs of the little cross I put up to commemorate your coming. They were pleased with that, too. They were very easily pleased. But I do not suppose they will visit us again, our life here is so retired... no pleasures except reading... I do not suppose we shall ever have visitors again... ... | was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh well, I shall have to tidy up anyway before the jamboree." Mr Last said, "_Jamboree?_ Is nothing sacred to you children?" Teddy said, "Ano... | A Handful Of Dust |
he said. | No speaker | glad we put that up,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"You know, I should never | time on the gravel. "I'm glad we put that up,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"You know, I should never have thought of it, if | EXPLORER Born at Hetton, 1902 Died in Brazil, 1934 When the local visitors had left and the relatives had gone into the house to be shown the new labour-saving arrangements, Richard Last and Lady St Cloud remained for a short time on the gravel. "I'm glad we put that up,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"You know, I should n... | regularly that season with the Pigstanton. Mr Tendril conducted the brief service in resonant tones that were clearly audible above the blustering wind. When he pulled the cord the flag fell away from the memorial without mishap. It was a plain monolith of local stone, inscribed: ANTHONY LAST OF HETTON EXPLORER Born at... | said Teddy. "After all, it's our place." * * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering the papers on which the order of the service was printed and once threatening to unveil the memorial prematurely. Several relatives were present, Lady St Cloud, Aunt Frances and the family... | rabbits for the foxes. Chivers says he's got about fifty waiting for me. We can't shoot enough here. Greedy little beggars." "It will be all over by half-past eleven. Mr Tendril isn't going to preach a sermon. It's just as well really. He's got it into his head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter h... | to see to, when death duties were paid and silver foxes began to show a profit. Molly Last bowled up the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been feeding the Angora rabbits. On the gravel in front of the house the new memorial stood, shrouded in a flag. Moll... | for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, pl... | A Handful Of Dust |
said Lady St Cloud. * * * * * Teddy had chosen Galahad for his bedroom. He disengaged himself from the family and hurried up to change out of his dark clothes. Within ten minutes he was in his car driving to Chivers' farm. Before luncheon he was back with the rabbits. They were skinned and tied round the feet into bund... | No speaker | he would have preferred this,"<|quote|>said Lady St Cloud. * * * * * Teddy had chosen Galahad for his bedroom. He disengaged himself from the family and hurried up to change out of his dark clothes. Within ten minutes he was in his car driving to Chivers' farm. Before luncheon he was back with the rabbits. They were sk... | estate workmen." "Yes, I think he would have preferred this,"<|quote|>said Lady St Cloud. * * * * * Teddy had chosen Galahad for his bedroom. He disengaged himself from the family and hurried up to change out of his dark clothes. Within ten minutes he was in his car driving to Chivers' farm. Before luncheon he was back... | plans were more ambitious. She proposed that we should have the chapel redecorated as a chantry. But I think this is what he would have preferred. The stone comes from one of our own quarries and was cut by the estate workmen." "Yes, I think he would have preferred this,"<|quote|>said Lady St Cloud. * * * * * Teddy had... | the time. Of course we knew very few of Tony's friends." "It was her suggestion?" "Yes, she said that as one of Tony's closest friends she knew he would wish to have some monument at Hetton. She was most considerate--even offering to arrange with the contractors for it. Her own plans were more ambitious. She proposed t... | a plain monolith of local stone, inscribed: ANTHONY LAST OF HETTON EXPLORER Born at Hetton, 1902 Died in Brazil, 1934 When the local visitors had left and the relatives had gone into the house to be shown the new labour-saving arrangements, Richard Last and Lady St Cloud remained for a short time on the gravel. "I'm gl... | "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same." "I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." "She was always jolly decent to us when she used to live here," said Agnes. "Well, I should hope so," ... | kept locked and shuttered; the family lived in the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who too... | a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." "She was always jolly decent to us when she used to live here," said Agnes. "Well, I should hope so," said Teddy. "After all, it's our place." * * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering th... | A Handful Of Dust |
he asked Agnes. | No speaker | four. "Coming to the stinkeries?"<|quote|>he asked Agnes.</|quote|>"No, I'm looking after Cousin | the feet into bundles of four. "Coming to the stinkeries?"<|quote|>he asked Agnes.</|quote|>"No, I'm looking after Cousin Frances. She got rather on | himself from the family and hurried up to change out of his dark clothes. Within ten minutes he was in his car driving to Chivers' farm. Before luncheon he was back with the rabbits. They were skinned and tied round the feet into bundles of four. "Coming to the stinkeries?"<|quote|>he asked Agnes.</|quote|>"No, I'm loo... | think this is what he would have preferred. The stone comes from one of our own quarries and was cut by the estate workmen." "Yes, I think he would have preferred this," said Lady St Cloud. * * * * * Teddy had chosen Galahad for his bedroom. He disengaged himself from the family and hurried up to change out of his dark... | have thought of it, if it had not been for a Mrs Beaver. She wrote to me as soon as the news of Tony's death was published. I didn't know her at the time. Of course we knew very few of Tony's friends." "It was her suggestion?" "Yes, she said that as one of Tony's closest friends she knew he would wish to have some monu... | * * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering the papers on which the order of the service was printed and once threatening to unveil the memorial prematurely. Several relatives were present, Lady St Cloud, Aunt Frances and the family of impoverished Lasts who had not profit... | for an hour, she among the rabbits, he to the silver foxes. Teddy was twenty-two and lived at home. Peter was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, pl... | "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same." "I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope sh... | A Handful Of Dust |
The silver-fox farm was behind the stables; a long double row of wire cages; they had wire floors covered with earth and cinders to prevent the animals digging their way out. They lived in pairs; some were moderately tame but it was unwise to rely upon them. Teddy and Ben Hacket--who helped with them--had been badly bi... | No speaker | through crabbing the new boiler."<|quote|>The silver-fox farm was behind the stables; a long double row of wire cages; they had wire floors covered with earth and cinders to prevent the animals digging their way out. They lived in pairs; some were moderately tame but it was unwise to rely upon them. Teddy and Ben Hacke... | got rather on mother's nerves through crabbing the new boiler."<|quote|>The silver-fox farm was behind the stables; a long double row of wire cages; they had wire floors covered with earth and cinders to prevent the animals digging their way out. They lived in pairs; some were moderately tame but it was unwise to rely ... | his car driving to Chivers' farm. Before luncheon he was back with the rabbits. They were skinned and tied round the feet into bundles of four. "Coming to the stinkeries?" he asked Agnes. "No, I'm looking after Cousin Frances. She got rather on mother's nerves through crabbing the new boiler."<|quote|>The silver-fox fa... | by the estate workmen." "Yes, I think he would have preferred this," said Lady St Cloud. * * * * * Teddy had chosen Galahad for his bedroom. He disengaged himself from the family and hurried up to change out of his dark clothes. Within ten minutes he was in his car driving to Chivers' farm. Before luncheon he was back ... | the news of Tony's death was published. I didn't know her at the time. Of course we knew very few of Tony's friends." "It was her suggestion?" "Yes, she said that as one of Tony's closest friends she knew he would wish to have some monument at Hetton. She was most considerate--even offering to arrange with the contract... | the papers on which the order of the service was printed and once threatening to unveil the memorial prematurely. Several relatives were present, Lady St Cloud, Aunt Frances and the family of impoverished Lasts who had not profited by Tony's disappearance. All the household and estate servants were there, several tenan... | was still at Oxford. They breakfasted together in the morning-room. Mrs Last sat at one end of the table, her husband at the other; there was a constant traffic from hand to hand to and fro between them of cups, plates, honey-jars and correspondence. Mrs Last said, "Molly, you have rabbit-feed on your head again." "Oh ... | and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." "She was always jolly decent to us when she used to live here," said Agnes. "Well, I should hope so," said Teddy. "After all, it's our place." * * * * * The day was still fine at eleven o'clock, though the wind had got up, fluttering the papers on which the order of the service was... | A Handful Of Dust |
CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, | No speaker | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "wit... | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "wit... | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "wit... | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "wit... | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "wit... | <|quote|>CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,</|quote|>"and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "wit... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland |
"and what is the use of a book," | Alice | pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "without pictures or | reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "without pictures or conversations?" So she was considering | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it,<|quote|>"and what is the use of a book,"</|quote|>thought Alice "with... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland |
thought Alice | No speaker | the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"without pictures or conversations?" So | in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"without pictures or conversations?" So she was considering in her | was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"without pictures or conversations?" So she... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"with... | CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"<|quote|>thought Alice</|quote|>"with... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland |
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