... Goree's law office was Goree
himself, sprawled in his creakv old arm- chair. The rickety little office, built
of red brick, was set flush with the street the main street of the town of
Bethel. ...
"On the table," said one of them, and they deposited him there among the
litter of his unprofitable books and papers.
"Yance thinks a lot of a pair of deuces...
... about the
editorial offices of all the magazines so persistently that he was acquainted
with the inner workings of every one in Gotham.
He knew not only that the editor of the Hearthstone ... art. He would almost have cut
off his right hand, or have offered himself to the knife of the appendi- citis
fancier to have realized his dream of seeing one of his efforts published i...
... "Instead of sitting here talking
impudence and taking the bread out of a poor man's mouth, what you'd like
to be doing is hiding under the bed and screeching at the top of your voice." ... it's neither
agreeable nor usual for a kid of my age to butt in when a full-grown burglar
is at work and offer him a red sled and a pair of skates not to awaken his si...
... the neighborhood of
Whitechapel. The Jew stopped for an instant at the corner of the street; and,
glancing suspiciously round, crossed the road, and struck off in the direction
of the Spitalfields. ... same time, most unmusical snatches of song, mingled with wild
execrations. At length, in a fit of professional enthusiasm, he insisted upon
producing his box of housebreaking to...
... It was
a history of the lives and trials of great criminals; and the pages were soiled
and thumbed with use. Here, he read of dreadful crimes that made the blood
run cold; of secret murders ... at the head of the stairs, with a candle. ‘Oh!
That’s the time of day. Come on!’
This was a very strong expression of approbation, an uncommonly hearty
welcome, from a person of M...
... 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...
... INTRODUCTORY ACCOUNT OF
THE INMATES OF THE HOUSE, TO WHICH
OLIVER RESORTED
In a handsome room: though its furniture had rather the air of old-fashioned
comfort, than of modern elegance: ... never heard of such a thing!’ exclaimed the fat gentleman. ‘My dear Mrs.
Maylie—bless my soul—in the silence of the night, too—I NEVER heard of
such a thing!’
With these expressions...
... ‘em
off’en. He warn’t one of the family, at that time; and one night he was
robbed of three hundred and twenty-seven guineas in a canvas bag, that was
stole out of his bedrrom in the dead of ... for there was traces of blood, all the way to some palings
a good distance off; and there they lost ‘em. However, he had made off with
the blunt; and, consequently, the name of Mr. Ch...
... 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...
...
chamber! How often did a tremble shake his frame, and cold drops of terror
start upon his brow, when a sudden trampling of feet caused him to fear that
something too dreadful to think of, had even ... much of brightness and
mirth in the sunny landscape; such blithesome music in the songs of the
summer birds; such freedom in the rapid flight of the rook, careering
overhead; so...