The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... sit closer to the fire , if you please , and tell you in a few words my errand . I shall not detain you long , sir , " she continued , in a tone considerably more assured . " The fact is , I have received a letter this morning from a ...
... sit closer to the fire , if you please , and tell you in a few words my errand . I shall not detain you long , sir , " she continued , in a tone considerably more assured . " The fact is , I have received a letter this morning from a ...
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... sit down on the bench near the win- dow . A couple of candles shed their dull light over the miscellaneous articles of merchandise with which the shop was stuffed . He looked like an old rat in his hoard ! He was civil and communicative ...
... sit down on the bench near the win- dow . A couple of candles shed their dull light over the miscellaneous articles of merchandise with which the shop was stuffed . He looked like an old rat in his hoard ! He was civil and communicative ...
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... 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 no sin — is it ? " " God forbid ...
... 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 no sin — is it ? " " God forbid ...
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... sitting at work behind the counter referred me , on inquiring for Mr. Elliott , to the private door , which she said I could easily push open ; that the Elliott's lived on the second floor , but she thought that Mrs. Elliott had just ...
... sitting at work behind the counter referred me , on inquiring for Mr. Elliott , to the private door , which she said I could easily push open ; that the Elliott's lived on the second floor , but she thought that Mrs. Elliott had just ...
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... sitting in his invalid chair , flanked on one hand by his daughter , and on the other by a little table , on which ... Sit down there , sir , for a few minutes ! " Elliott obeyed . Miss Hillary , who had been reading , touched with ...
... sitting in his invalid chair , flanked on one hand by his daughter , and on the other by a little table , on which ... Sit down there , sir , for a few minutes ! " Elliott obeyed . Miss Hillary , who had been reading , touched with ...
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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.