... pewter pots, a loaf and butter, and a plate. In
a frying-pan, which was on the fire, and which was secured to the
mantelshelf by a string, some sausages were cooking; and standing over
them, ...
gave him a meal of bread and cheese; and the old lady, who had a
shipwrecked grandson wandering barefoot in some distant part of the earth,
took pity upon the poor orphan, and gave...
... us, we may be long and happily
entwined; and may every blessing that the prayers of a true and earnest heart
can call down from the source of all truth and sincerity, cheer and prosper
you!’ ... far, above me; if I could have been a help and
comfort to you in any humble scene of peace and retirement, and not a blot
and drawback in ambitious and distinguished crowds; I...
... my mother and Miss Maylie are,’ said the
young man; and you can fill up a sheet by telling me what walks you take,
and what you talk about, and whether she—they, I mean—seem happy and
quite ... write to me oftener,
and it is a trouble and worry to her. Let is be a secret between you and me;
and mind you tell me everything! I depend upon you.’
Oliver, quite elated and hon...
... tumbler to the
landlord. ‘Let it be strong and hot. You like it so, I suppose?’
’Not too strong,’ replied Mr. Bumble, with a delicate cough.
’You understand what that means, landlord!’ said ... hat and lace; what are
they? Men. Mere men. Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more
questions of coat and waistcoat than some people imagine.
Mr. Bumle had married Mrs. Corney...
... ‘that you had
friends to care for and keep you in your childhood, and that you were never
in the midst of cold and hunger, and riot and drunkenness, and and
something worse than all—as I have ... life had been squandered in the streets, and among the most
noisome of the stews and dens of London, but there was something of the
woman’s original nature left in her still; and...
... her, as a young and guileless girl. Her words and manner had
touched Rose Maylie’s heart; and, mingled with her love for her young
charge, and scarcely less intense in its truth and fervour, was ... Mr. Brownlow, laughing; ‘but we must proceed
gently and with great care.’
’Gentleness and care,’ exclaimed the doctor. ‘I’d send them one and all to—
’
’Never mind where,’ inte...
... and the day was on the wane, and still
he rambled to and fro, and up and down, and round and round, and still
lingered about the same spot. At last he got away, and shaped his course for
Hatfield. ... wandering up and down in
fields, and lying on ditches’ brinks to rest, and starting up to make for some
other spot, and do the same, and ramble on again.
Where...
... find one heart
and home to shelter and compassionate her. The family had left that part a
week before; they had called in such trifling debts as were outstanding,
discharged them, and left the ... by night and day, but until two hours ago, all
my efforts were fruitless, and I never saw you for an instant.’
And now you do see me,’ said Monks, rising boldly, ‘what then? Fraud a...
... children, and the raff and refuse of the river, he makes his way with
difficulty along, assailed by offensive sights and smells from the narrow
alleys which branch off on the right and left, and ... that time and dirt have
almost eaten away, every imaginable sign of desolation and neglect.
In such a neighborhood, beyond Dockhead in the Borough of Southwark,
stands Jacob’s I...
... jewels and money;
gambled, squandered, forged, and fled to London: where for two years he
had associated with the lowest outcasts. She was sinking under a painful and
incurable disease, and wished ... travelling-
carriage rolling fast towards his native town. Mrs. Maylie, and Rose, and
Mrs. Bedwin, and the good doctor were with him: and Mr. Brownlow
followed in a post-cha...