Great Short Stories, Volume 2William Patten P.F. Collier & Son, 1906 |
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Great Short Stories: A New Collection of Famous Examples from the ..., Volume 2 William Patten Affichage du livre entier - 1906 |
Great Short Stories: A New Collection of Famous Examples from the ..., Volume 2 William Patten Affichage du livre entier - 1906 |
Expressions et termes fréquents
Achanna answered asked auld Baron Blackwater Bob Cratchit called candle castle CHARLES DICKENS Christmas Clarimonde Clayborough Cratchit cried dark dead death Dominicus door dream Dwerrihouse ERCKMANN-CHATRIAN eyes face father fear fell felt Fezziwig fire frae Ghost glance Gloom gudesire hand head heard heart Higginbotham Ian Macarthur Isaac Jacob Marley Jelf Katreen Kimballton Kitty knew LA MORTE AMOREUSE laughed light living lock looked merry mind morning murder NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE never night passed poor Redgauntlet replied rickshaw round Scrooge Scrooge's nephew seemed seen Sérapion shadow Sheumais side SIGNAL-MAN Simla Sir John sleep Soulis spectre Spirit Spreckdal Steenie stood story strange tell thee thing thou thought Tiny Tim told took trumpeter turned Uncle Scrooge voice walked watch weel Wessington whispered window woman word young
Fréquemment cités
Page 304 - Hallo ! A great deal of steam ! The pudding was out of the copper. A smell like a washing-day ! That was the cloth. A smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each other, with a laundress's next door to that!
Page 262 - ... not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in 'em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you? If I could work my will," said Scrooge, indignantly, "every idiot who goes about with 'Merry Christmas...
Page 262 - ... as a good time: a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time: the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely...
Page 274 - A very little more, is all permitted to me. I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot linger anywhere. My spirit never walked beyond our counting-house — mark me ! — in life my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of our money-changing hole ; and weary journeys lie before me !" It was a habit with Scrooge, whenever he became thoughtful, to put his hands in his breeches pockets.
Page 260 - Scrooge never painted out Old Marley's name. There it stood, years afterwards, above the warehouse door: Scrooge and Marley. The firm was known as Scrooge and Marley. Sometimes people new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he answered to both names.
Page 304 - Cratchit's elbow stood the family display of glass— two tumblers and a custard-cup without a handle. These held the hot stuff from the jug, however, as well as golden goblets would have done and Bob served it out with beaming looks, while the chestnuts on the fire sputtered and crackled noisily. Then Bob proposed: "A merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God bless us!
Page 259 - Marley was as dead as a door-naiL Scrooge knew he was dead ? Of course he did. How could it be otherwise? Scrooge and he were partners for I don't know how many years.
Page 296 - The crisp leaves of holly, mistletoe, and ivy reflected back the light, as if so many little mirrors had been scattered there ; and such a mighty blaze went roaring up the chimney, as that...
Page 332 - Really, for a man who had been out of practice for so many years, it was a splendid laugh, a most illustrious laugh. The father of a long, long line of brilliant laughs! 'I don't know what day of the month it is,
Page 301 - Then up rose Mrs. Cratchit, Cratchit's wife, dressed out but poorly in a twice-turned gown, but brave in ribbons, which are cheap and make a goodly show for sixpence; and she laid the cloth, assisted by Belinda Cratchit, second of her daughters, also brave in ribbons; while Master Peter Cratchit plunged a fork into the saucepan of potatoes, and getting the corners of his monstrous...