The Story of Little DombeyBradbury and Evans, 1858 - 121 páginas |
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... night of being sum- moned , in conjunction with Doctor Parker Peps . " Well Sir , " said Doctor Parker Peps in a round , deep , sonorous voice , muffled for the occasion , like the knocker ; " do you find that your dear lady is at all ...
... night of being sum- moned , in conjunction with Doctor Parker Peps . " Well Sir , " said Doctor Parker Peps in a round , deep , sonorous voice , muffled for the occasion , like the knocker ; " do you find that your dear lady is at all ...
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... night and day , whether they liked it or no . It was not , naturally , a fresh - smelling house ; and in the window of the front parlour , which was never opened , Mrs. Pip- chin kept a collection of plants in pots , which imparted an ...
... night and day , whether they liked it or no . It was not , naturally , a fresh - smelling house ; and in the window of the front parlour , which was never opened , Mrs. Pip- chin kept a collection of plants in pots , which imparted an ...
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... night ( which they all passed at an Hotel ) , had just driven away from the door , on their journey home again ; and Mrs. Pipchin , with her back to the fire , stood , reviewing the new - comers like an old soldier . Mrs. Pipchin's ...
... night ( which they all passed at an Hotel ) , had just driven away from the door , on their journey home again ; and Mrs. Pipchin , with her back to the fire , stood , reviewing the new - comers like an old soldier . Mrs. Pipchin's ...
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... night , except that Mrs. Pipchin took her roll instead of toast , and seemed a little more irate when it was over . Master Bitherstone read aloud to the rest a pedigree from Genesis ( judiciously selected by Mrs. Pipchin ) , getting ...
... night , except that Mrs. Pipchin took her roll instead of toast , and seemed a little more irate when it was over . Master Bitherstone read aloud to the rest a pedigree from Genesis ( judiciously selected by Mrs. Pipchin ) , getting ...
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... nights ; Miss Pankey was generally brought back from an aunt's at Rottingdean , in deep distress ; and Master Bither- stone , whose relatives were all in India , and who was required to sit , between the services , in an erect position ...
... nights ; Miss Pankey was generally brought back from an aunt's at Rottingdean , in deep distress ; and Master Bither- stone , whose relatives were all in India , and who was required to sit , between the services , in an erect position ...
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appeared arm-chair arms asked BARNABY RUDGE beadle bedside began better Briggs carriage chair CHARLES DICKENS Chick child clock cold Cornelia cried dancing dear Paul dinner Doctor Blimber Doctor Parker Peps Dombey and Son Dombey's door effort eyes face family-practitioner suggested Fanny Feeder fire Florence Floy footman gong hand head Johnson knew lady Little Dombey little fellow little friend Louisa Mama MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT Master Bitherstone mind Miss Blimber Miss Pankey Miss Tox never NICHOLAS NICKLEBY night nose OLD CURIOSITY SHOP old nurse Papa Paul looked Paul wondered Paul's Peps's Peruvian mines PICKWICK PAPERS Pipchin present price 12s resume our studies round seemed silence sister sitting stairs stood Thank thought tion to-morrow told Toots's Tox's Tozer turned voice waistcoat walk watch weak-eyed young whispered window young gentlemen young Toots
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Página 118 - The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion — Death!
Página 108 - PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there, listening to the noises in the street, quite tranquilly; not caring much how the time went, but watching it and watching everything about him with observing eyes.
Página 114 - This was the beginning of his always saying in the morning that he was a great deal better, and that they were to tell his father so.
Página 114 - The train of thought suggested to him to inquire if he had ever seen his mother : for he could not remember whether they had told him yes or no, the river running very fast, and confusing his mind. " Floy, did I ever see mamma ?
Página 118 - Presently he told her that the motion of the boat upon the stream was lulling him to rest. How green the banks were now, how bright the flowers growing on them, and how tall the rushes ! Now the boat was out at sea, but gliding smoothly on. And now there was a shore before him. Who stood on the bank ! — He put his hands together, as he had been used to do, at his prayers. He did not remove his arms to do it ; but they sa«r him fold them so, behind her neck. " Mamma is like you, Floy. I know her...
Página 109 - ... stem it with his childish hands — or choke its way with sand — and when he saw it coming on, resistless, he cried out ! But a word from Florence, who was always at his side, restored him to himself ; and leaning his poor head upon her breast, he told Floy of his dream, and smiled. When...
Página 51 - The Doctor was a portly gentleman in a suit of black, with strings at his knees, and stockings below them. He had a bald head, highly polished ; a deep voice ; and a chin so very double, that it was a wonder how he ever managed to shave into the creases.
Página 3 - Son," in exactly the same tone as before. Those three words conveyed the one idea of Mr. Dombey's life. The earth was made for Dombey and Son to trade in, and the sun and moon were made to give them light. Rivers and seas were formed to float their ships ; rainbows gave them promise of fair weather ; winds blew for or against their enterprises ; stars and planets . circled in their orbits, to preserve inviolate a system of which they were the centre. Common abbreviations took new meanings in his...
Página 108 - ... beautiful. As the reflection died away and a gloom went creeping up the wall, he watched it deepen, deepen, deepen into night. Then he thought how the long streets were dotted with lamps, and how the peaceful stars were shining overhead. His fancy had a strange tendency to wander to the river...
Página 118 - Mamma is like you, Floy. I know her by the face! But tell them that the print upon the stairs at school is not divine enough. The light about the head is shining on me as I go!