... bewailing the loss of her cloak (which
the undertaker had taken off), to pay him any attention; so they threw a can
of cold water over him; and when he came to, saw him safely out of the
churchyard, ... paces off, to warm
himself; for nobody did he see but a big charity-boy, sitting on a post in
front of the house, eating a slice of bread and butter: which he cut into
wedges, t...
... pencilling of long lashes round,
relieved the whiteness of her large front; on each of her temples her hair, of
a very dark brown, was clustered in round curls, according to the fashion of
those ... present. I wonder what sort of a girl she is whether good or
naughty."
Soon after five p.m. we had another meal, consisting of a small mug of
coffee, and half-a-slice o...
... myself off to sleep, when I heerd the noise again,
distinct.’
’What sort of a noise?’ asked the cook.
’A kind of a busting noise,’ replied Mr. Giles, looking round him.
’More like the noise of ... expressive of the most
unmitigated horror.
’I tossed off the clothes,’ said Giles, throwing away the table-cloth, and
looking very hard at the cook and housemaid, ‘got softly out of...
... gravestones, but full of humble
mounds, covered with fresh turf and moss: beneath which, the old people of
the village lay at rest. Oliver often wandered here; and, thinking of the
wretched grave ... the parlour, without a word of
parley.
He looked anxiously round; not an article of furniture; not a vestige of
anything, animate or inanimate; not even the position of the cu...
... excessive disgust. ‘Here! Cut me off
a piece of that pie, one of you boys, to take the taste of that out of my mouth,
or it’ll choke me dead.’
’Don’t be out of temper, my dear,’ urged Fagin, ... great-coat, by
way of dressing-gown, and displaying a set of features in no degree
improved by the cadaverous hue of illness, and the addition of a soiled
nightcap, and a stiff...
... a stout leg of the necessary ligature. This
preparation for bonds, and the additional ignominy it inferred, took a little of
the excitement out of me.
"Don't take them off," ... festoons and
falls of similar drapery; the carpet was red; the table at the foot of the bed
was covered with a crimson cloth; the walls were a soft fawn colour with a
blush of pink in...
... thought, equally attractive. She boasted of
beautiful paintings of landscapes and flowers by them executed; of songs
they could sing and pieces they could play, of purses they could net, of
French ...
addressed to me every now and then a word of unwonted kindness. This
state of things should have been to me a paradise of peace, accustomed as I
was to a life of ceaseles...
... among the readers I observed my acquaintance of the
verandah: at the commencement of the lesson, her place had been at the top
of the class, but for some error of pronunciation, or some inattention ... and the
trace of a tear glistened on her thin cheek.
The play-hour in the evening I thought the pleasantest fraction of the day at
Lowood: the bit of bread, the draught of c...
... performances was the enactment of
the part of Eutychus by some half-dozen of little girls, who, overpowered
with sleep, would fall down, if not out of the third loft, yet off the fourth
form, and ... precious
morsel of brown bread distributed at tea-time; and after relinquishing to a
third half the contents of my mug of coffee, I have swallowed the remainder
with an accomp...
... prints, including a portrait of George the Third, and
another of the Prince of Wales, and a representation of the death of Wolfe.
All this is visible to you by the light of an oil lamp hanging from ... these relics gave to the third storey of Thornfield Hall
the aspect of a home of the past: a shrine of memory. I liked the hush, the
gloom, the quaintness of these ret...