The Broken Pitcher
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
Christmas', and bade her see what was under her pillow. A green-covered book appeared with the same picture inside, and a few words written their mother, which made their one present very precious their eyes. Presently Beth and Amy woke, to rummage a find their little books also - one, dove-coloured, the other blue; and all sat looking at and talking about them, while the east grew rosy with the coming day. ¡¡¡¡In spite of her small vanities, Margaret had a sweet a pious nature, which unconsciously influenced her sister especially Jo, who loved her very tenderly,
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and obeyed her because her advice was so gently given. ¡¡¡¡`Girls,' said Meg seriously, looking from the tumbled head beside her to the two little night-capped ones in the room beyond, `Mother wants us to read and love and mind these books, and we must begin at once. We used to be faithful about it; but since Father went away, and all this war trouble unsettled us, we have neglected many things. You can do as you please; but I shall keep my book on the table here, and read a little every morning as soon as I wake
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Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Thursday, January 3, 2008
The Broken Pitcher
The Broken Pitcher
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
Tcha, tcha," said Mr.Bollard, turning back from where he had been peering out into the street. "Very nearly accident. Silly girl! Rushing across the road like that."
Elvira was already moving towards the door. Shelooked at her wristwatch and uttered an exclamation.
"Oh dear, I've beenfar too long in here. I shall miss my train back to the country. Thank you so much, Mr.Bollard, and you won't forget which the four things are, willyou?"
In another minute she was out of the door. Turningrapidly to the left and then to the left again, she stopped in the arcade of a shoe shopuntil Bridget, rather breathless, rejoined her.
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"Oh," said Bridget, "I was terrified. I thought I was going to be killed. And I've torn a hole in my stocking, too."
"Never mind," saidElvira and walked her friend rapidly along the street and round yet another corner to theright. "Come on."
"Is it – was it –all right?"
Elvira's hand slippedinto her pocket and out again showing the diamond and sapphire bracelet in her palm.
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
Tcha, tcha," said Mr.Bollard, turning back from where he had been peering out into the street. "Very nearly accident. Silly girl! Rushing across the road like that."
Elvira was already moving towards the door. Shelooked at her wristwatch and uttered an exclamation.
"Oh dear, I've beenfar too long in here. I shall miss my train back to the country. Thank you so much, Mr.Bollard, and you won't forget which the four things are, willyou?"
In another minute she was out of the door. Turningrapidly to the left and then to the left again, she stopped in the arcade of a shoe shopuntil Bridget, rather breathless, rejoined her.
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"Oh," said Bridget, "I was terrified. I thought I was going to be killed. And I've torn a hole in my stocking, too."
"Never mind," saidElvira and walked her friend rapidly along the street and round yet another corner to theright. "Come on."
"Is it – was it –all right?"
Elvira's hand slippedinto her pocket and out again showing the diamond and sapphire bracelet in her palm.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
The Broken Pitcher
The Broken Pitcher
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
"Because of the divorce, I suppose?" ¡¡¡¡ "That and other things. And there is no reason to wish it. We gave up all ambition, and were never so happy in our lives till his illness came." ¡¡¡¡ "Where are you living?" ¡¡¡¡ "I don't care to say." ¡¡¡¡ "Here in Kennetbridge?" ¡¡¡¡ Sue's manner showed Arabella that her random guess was right. ¡¡¡¡ "Here comes the boy back again," continued Arabella. "My boy and Jude's!" ¡¡¡¡ Sue's eyes darted a spark. "You needn't throw that in my face!" she cried. ¡¡¡¡ "Very well--though I half-feel as if I should like to have him with me! ... But Lord, I don't want to take him from 'ee--ever I should
oil painting sin to speak so profane--though I should think you must have enough of your own! He's in very good hands, that I know; and I am not the woman to find fault with what the Lord has ordained. I've reached a more resigned frame of mind." ¡¡¡¡ "Indeed! I wish I had been able to do so." ¡¡¡¡ "You should try," replied the widow, from the serene heights of a soul conscious not only of spiritual but of social superiority. "I make no boast of my awakening, but I'm not what I was. After Cartlett's death I was passing the chapel in the street next ours, and went into it for shelter from a shower of rain. I felt a need of some sort of support under my loss, and, as 'twas righter than gin, I took to
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
"Because of the divorce, I suppose?" ¡¡¡¡ "That and other things. And there is no reason to wish it. We gave up all ambition, and were never so happy in our lives till his illness came." ¡¡¡¡ "Where are you living?" ¡¡¡¡ "I don't care to say." ¡¡¡¡ "Here in Kennetbridge?" ¡¡¡¡ Sue's manner showed Arabella that her random guess was right. ¡¡¡¡ "Here comes the boy back again," continued Arabella. "My boy and Jude's!" ¡¡¡¡ Sue's eyes darted a spark. "You needn't throw that in my face!" she cried. ¡¡¡¡ "Very well--though I half-feel as if I should like to have him with me! ... But Lord, I don't want to take him from 'ee--ever I should
oil painting sin to speak so profane--though I should think you must have enough of your own! He's in very good hands, that I know; and I am not the woman to find fault with what the Lord has ordained. I've reached a more resigned frame of mind." ¡¡¡¡ "Indeed! I wish I had been able to do so." ¡¡¡¡ "You should try," replied the widow, from the serene heights of a soul conscious not only of spiritual but of social superiority. "I make no boast of my awakening, but I'm not what I was. After Cartlett's death I was passing the chapel in the street next ours, and went into it for shelter from a shower of rain. I felt a need of some sort of support under my loss, and, as 'twas righter than gin, I took to
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
The Broken Pitcher
The Broken Pitcher
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
spared something of these distressing scenes; but now, as the first shock is over, shall I own that I long for your return? I am not so selfish, however, as to press for it, if inconvenient. Adieu. I take up my pen again to do what I have just told you I would not, but circumstances are such, that I cannot help earnestly begging you all to come here as soon as possible. I know my dear uncle and aunt so well that I am not afraid of requesting it, though I have still something more to ask of the former. My father is going to London with Colonel Forster instantly, to try to discover her. What he means to do, I am sure I know not; but his excessive distress will not allow him to pursue any measure in the best and safest way, and Colonel Forster is obliged to be at Brighton again to-morrow evening. In such an exigence my uncle's advice and assistance would be every thing in the world; he will immediately comprehend what I must feel, and I rely upon his goodness." ¡¡¡¡"Oh! where, where is my uncle?" cried Elizabeth, darting from her seat as she finished the letter, in eagerness to follow him without losing a moment of the time so precious; but as she reached the door, it was opened by a servant, and Mr. Darcy appeared. Her pale face and impetuous manner made him start, and before he could recover himself enough to speak, she, in whose mind every idea was superseded by Lydia's situation, hastily exclaimed, "I beg your pardon, but I must leave you. I must find Mr. Gardiner this moment, on business that cannot be delayed; I have not a moment to lose."
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
spared something of these distressing scenes; but now, as the first shock is over, shall I own that I long for your return? I am not so selfish, however, as to press for it, if inconvenient. Adieu. I take up my pen again to do what I have just told you I would not, but circumstances are such, that I cannot help earnestly begging you all to come here as soon as possible. I know my dear uncle and aunt so well that I am not afraid of requesting it, though I have still something more to ask of the former. My father is going to London with Colonel Forster instantly, to try to discover her. What he means to do, I am sure I know not; but his excessive distress will not allow him to pursue any measure in the best and safest way, and Colonel Forster is obliged to be at Brighton again to-morrow evening. In such an exigence my uncle's advice and assistance would be every thing in the world; he will immediately comprehend what I must feel, and I rely upon his goodness." ¡¡¡¡"Oh! where, where is my uncle?" cried Elizabeth, darting from her seat as she finished the letter, in eagerness to follow him without losing a moment of the time so precious; but as she reached the door, it was opened by a servant, and Mr. Darcy appeared. Her pale face and impetuous manner made him start, and before he could recover himself enough to speak, she, in whose mind every idea was superseded by Lydia's situation, hastily exclaimed, "I beg your pardon, but I must leave you. I must find Mr. Gardiner this moment, on business that cannot be delayed; I have not a moment to lose."
Thursday, November 29, 2007
The Broken Pitcher
The Broken Pitcher
Sweet Nothings
The Abduction of Psyche
The British Are Coming
indeed my Strength was almost exhausted, and kept my Boat as much to the Northward, that is, towards the Side of the Current which the Eddy lay on, as possibly I could; when about Noon, as the Sun pass'd the Meridian, I thought I felt a little Breeze of Wind in my Face, springing up from the S.S.E. This chear'd my Heart a little, and especially when in about half an Hour more, it blew a pretty small gentle Gale. By this Time I was gotten at a frightful Distance from the Island, and had the least Cloud or haizy Weather interven'd, I had been undone another Way too; for I had no Compass on Board, and should never have known how to have steer'd towards the Island, if I had but once lost Sight of it; but the Weather continuing clear, I apply'd my self to get up my Mast again, spread my Sail, standing away to the North, as much as possible, to get out of the Current.
Just as I had set my Mast and Sail, and the Boat began to stretch away, I saw even by the Clearness of the Water, some Alteration of the Current was near; for where the Current was so strong, the Water was foul; but perceiving the Water clear, I found the Current abate, and presently I found to the East, at about half a Mile, a Breach of the Sea upon some Rocks; these Rocks I found caus'd the Current to part again, and as the main Stress of it ran away more Southerly, leaving the Rocks to the North-East; so the other return'd by the Repulse of the Rocks, and made a strong Eddy, which run back again to the North-West, with a very sharp Stream.
Sweet Nothings
The Abduction of Psyche
The British Are Coming
indeed my Strength was almost exhausted, and kept my Boat as much to the Northward, that is, towards the Side of the Current which the Eddy lay on, as possibly I could; when about Noon, as the Sun pass'd the Meridian, I thought I felt a little Breeze of Wind in my Face, springing up from the S.S.E. This chear'd my Heart a little, and especially when in about half an Hour more, it blew a pretty small gentle Gale. By this Time I was gotten at a frightful Distance from the Island, and had the least Cloud or haizy Weather interven'd, I had been undone another Way too; for I had no Compass on Board, and should never have known how to have steer'd towards the Island, if I had but once lost Sight of it; but the Weather continuing clear, I apply'd my self to get up my Mast again, spread my Sail, standing away to the North, as much as possible, to get out of the Current.
Just as I had set my Mast and Sail, and the Boat began to stretch away, I saw even by the Clearness of the Water, some Alteration of the Current was near; for where the Current was so strong, the Water was foul; but perceiving the Water clear, I found the Current abate, and presently I found to the East, at about half a Mile, a Breach of the Sea upon some Rocks; these Rocks I found caus'd the Current to part again, and as the main Stress of it ran away more Southerly, leaving the Rocks to the North-East; so the other return'd by the Repulse of the Rocks, and made a strong Eddy, which run back again to the North-West, with a very sharp Stream.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
The Broken Pitcher
The Broken Pitcher
Sweet Nothings
The Abduction of Psyche
The British Are Coming
Again Darnay answered not a word. ¡¡¡¡"She was mightily pleased to have your message, when I gave it her. Not that she showed she was pleased, but I suppose she was." ¡¡¡¡The allusion served as a timely reminder to Darnay that this disagreeable companion had, of his own free will, assisted him in the strait of the day. He turned the dialogue to that point, and thanked him for it. ¡¡¡¡"I neither want any thanks, nor merit any," was the careless rejoinder. "It was nothing to do, in the first place; and I don't know why I did it, in the second. Mr. Darnay, let me ask you a question." ¡¡¡¡"Willingly, and a small return for your good offices." ¡¡¡¡"Do you think I particularly like you?" ¡¡¡¡"Really, Mr. Carton," returned the other, oddly disconcerted, "I have not asked myself the question." ¡¡¡¡"But ask yourself the question now." ¡¡¡¡"You have acted as if you do; but I don't think you do." ¡¡¡¡"I don't think I do," said Carton. "I begin to have a very good opinion of your understanding." ¡¡¡¡"Nevertheless," pursued Darnay, rising to ring the bell, "there is nothing in that, I hope, to prevent my calling the reckoning, and our parting without ill-blood on either side." ¡¡¡¡Carton rejoining, "Nothing in life!" Darnay rang. "Do you call the whole reckoning?" said Carton. On his answering in the affirmative, "Then bring me another pint of this same wine, drawer, and come and wake me at ten."
Sweet Nothings
The Abduction of Psyche
The British Are Coming
Again Darnay answered not a word. ¡¡¡¡"She was mightily pleased to have your message, when I gave it her. Not that she showed she was pleased, but I suppose she was." ¡¡¡¡The allusion served as a timely reminder to Darnay that this disagreeable companion had, of his own free will, assisted him in the strait of the day. He turned the dialogue to that point, and thanked him for it. ¡¡¡¡"I neither want any thanks, nor merit any," was the careless rejoinder. "It was nothing to do, in the first place; and I don't know why I did it, in the second. Mr. Darnay, let me ask you a question." ¡¡¡¡"Willingly, and a small return for your good offices." ¡¡¡¡"Do you think I particularly like you?" ¡¡¡¡"Really, Mr. Carton," returned the other, oddly disconcerted, "I have not asked myself the question." ¡¡¡¡"But ask yourself the question now." ¡¡¡¡"You have acted as if you do; but I don't think you do." ¡¡¡¡"I don't think I do," said Carton. "I begin to have a very good opinion of your understanding." ¡¡¡¡"Nevertheless," pursued Darnay, rising to ring the bell, "there is nothing in that, I hope, to prevent my calling the reckoning, and our parting without ill-blood on either side." ¡¡¡¡Carton rejoining, "Nothing in life!" Darnay rang. "Do you call the whole reckoning?" said Carton. On his answering in the affirmative, "Then bring me another pint of this same wine, drawer, and come and wake me at ten."
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