The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... door in a quarter of an hour . I was sealing one of the letters I had been writing , when I heard a knock at the street door , and in a few minutes my servant showed a lady into the room . She was apparently about four or five and ...
... door in a quarter of an hour . I was sealing one of the letters I had been writing , when I heard a knock at the street door , and in a few minutes my servant showed a lady into the room . She was apparently about four or five and ...
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... door ; shall I take you as far as - street ? I am driving past it . " 66 No , sir , I thank you ; but not for the world ! My husband has no idea that I have been here ; he thinks I have been only to the druggist . I would not have him ...
... door ; shall I take you as far as - street ? I am driving past it . " 66 No , sir , I thank you ; but not for the world ! My husband has no idea that I have been here ; he thinks I have been only to the druggist . I would not have him ...
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... door upon her , satisfied that ere long would be laid before me another dark page in the volume of human life . Having been summoned to visit a patient somewhere in the neighbourhood of - street that evening , and being on foot , it ...
... door upon her , satisfied that ere long would be laid before me another dark page in the volume of human life . Having been summoned to visit a patient somewhere in the neighbourhood of - street that evening , and being on foot , it ...
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... door , opening , I suppose , into his sitting room- - " there's nothing partic'lar in that , after all . My mistress and I , even , have done such things before now , at a push , when we've been hard driven ! You know , sir , poverty's ...
... door , opening , I suppose , into his sitting room- - " there's nothing partic'lar in that , after all . My mistress and I , even , have done such things before now , at a push , when we've been hard driven ! You know , sir , poverty's ...
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... door of the apartment I took to be Mr. Elliott's was standing nearly wide open ; and the scene which presented itself I paused for a few moments to contem- plate . Almost fronting the door , at a table on which were several huge legers ...
... door of the apartment I took to be Mr. Elliott's was standing nearly wide open ; and the scene which presented itself I paused for a few moments to contem- plate . Almost fronting the door , at a table on which were several huge legers ...
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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.