The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... arms his little boy , whose concerned features , fixed in silence , now upon his father , and then upon me , as each of us spoke , almost led me to think that he appreciated the grave import of our conversation . " Yes , I certainly ...
... arms his little boy , whose concerned features , fixed in silence , now upon his father , and then upon me , as each of us spoke , almost led me to think that he appreciated the grave import of our conversation . " Yes , I certainly ...
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... arms - a miracle of neatness and cleanliness - and affecting to be eagerly engaged with him . He came to me readily , and forthwith began an incomprehensible address to me about " da - da " - ' — “ pa - pa ” — “ ma - ma , ” and other ...
... arms - a miracle of neatness and cleanliness - and affecting to be eagerly engaged with him . He came to me readily , and forthwith began an incomprehensible address to me about " da - da " - ' — “ pa - pa ” — “ ma - ma , ” and other ...
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... arm in arm towards Bullion House , at the slowest possible pace , and by the most circuitous route that could suggest itself to the flurried mind of Elliott . An instinctive sense of propriety , or rather prudence , led him to quit her arm ...
... arm in arm towards Bullion House , at the slowest possible pace , and by the most circuitous route that could suggest itself to the flurried mind of Elliott . An instinctive sense of propriety , or rather prudence , led him to quit her arm ...
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... arms , he roared stoutly for assist- ance , and in a twinkling a posse of servants , male and female , obeying the summons , rushed pellmell into the dining room ; the ordinary hubbub attendant on a faint- ing fit ensued -- cold water ...
... arms , he roared stoutly for assist- ance , and in a twinkling a posse of servants , male and female , obeying the summons , rushed pellmell into the dining room ; the ordinary hubbub attendant on a faint- ing fit ensued -- cold water ...
Seite 53
... " in- quired Mr. Jeffreys , folding his arms , and leaning back in his chair , with an air of mingled chagrin and ex- haustion . Elliott drew a long breath . " I have but little to say , Mr. Jeffreys 5 * THE MERCHANT'S CLERK . 53.
... " in- quired Mr. Jeffreys , folding his arms , and leaning back in his chair , with an air of mingled chagrin and ex- haustion . Elliott drew a long breath . " I have but little to say , Mr. Jeffreys 5 * THE MERCHANT'S CLERK . 53.
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agitation arms baronet Bill Fowler Bloomsbury Square bracelet Bullion House Carl Carl's carriage chair coach companion continued counting house daughter dear Dick door dreadful Drysalt Ebury exclaimed eyes father fearful feelings fell fellow felt Forster gasped guineas hand head hear heard heart highwaymen Hillary's honour horse hour hurried husband inquired instantly lady length letter lips looked Lord Scamp Lord Squander lordship ma'am magistrate matter Mincing Lane mind Miss Hillary monk morning never Newfoundland dog night o'clock Old Bailey opened Oxleigh paused pistol poor Elliott PORCELLIAN CLUB present prisoner pugilism replied scarce scene seat seemed servant silence Sir Diggory Sir William Gwynne sitting soon stairs stood stranger suddenly sure tell thee thing thought tion tone Topknot trembling turned uttered voice wagoner walked whispered wife William Fowler words worship wretched
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Seite 349 - Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometime walking, not unseen, By Hedge-row Elms, on Hillocks green, Right against the Eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state...
Seite 115 - It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Seite 9 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Seite 349 - Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, ' Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Seite 288 - For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And, though a late, a sure reward succeeds.