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Page 107 - To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds More relative than this: the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 216 - ... smooth and glossy, was curled with elaborate precision ; and the skinny sallow neck was encircled with a string of glistening pearls. The ghastly visage of Death thus leering through the tinselry of fashion — the
Page 217 - ... creature ! struck dead in the very act of sacrificing at the shrine of female vanity ! — She must have been dead for some time, perhaps for twenty minutes or half an hour, when I arrived, for nearly all the animal heat had deserted the body, which was rapidly stiffening. I attempted, but in vain, to draw a little blood from the arm. Two or three women present proceeded to remove the corpse to the bed, for the purpose of laying it out. What strange passiveness ! No resistance offered to them...
Page 50 - I shall not easily forget an observation she made at the last visit I paid her. She was alluding, one morning, distantly and delicately to the personal disfigurement she had suffered. I, of course, said all that was soothing.
Page 213 - Pshaw, mother! nonsense, nonsense." " Be persuaded for once, now, I beg ! Oh, dear, dear, what a night it is too — it pours with rain, and blows a perfect hurricane ! You'll be wet, and catch cold, rely on it. Come now, won't you stop and keep me company to-night ? That's a good girl !" " Some other night will do as well for that, you know ; for now I'll go to Mrs P 's if it rains cats and dogs. So up — up — up I go !" singing jauntily Oh ! she shall dance all dress'd in white, So ladylike.
Page 94 - s own house was in another part of the town, and that her stay at Captain 's was only for a day or two. He returned to his hotel in a state of tumultuous excitement, which can be better conceived than described. As may...
Page 11 - L — , that the second half-yearly instalment of 225A was due, I began to look, forward with some apprehension to the overcast future. Of the 3000/. , for the use of which I was paying so cruel and exorbitant a premium, little more than half remained — and this, notwithstanding we had practised the most rigid economy in oar household eipeoditure , and devoted as little to dress as was compatible with maintaining a respectable exterior.
Page 214 - She heard the wind howling so dismally without that she drew together the coals of her brisk fire, and was laying down the poker, when the clock of church struck the second quarter after nine. " Why, what in the world can Charlotte be doing all this while?" she again inquired. She listened — " I have not heard her moving for the last three quarters of an hour ! I'll call the maid and ask.
Page 21 - ... thinking of the wretchedness of him who was sitting by ! I could not prevent the tears of anguish from gushing forth. I thought of Emily — of her delicate and interesting, but, to me, melancholy situation. I could not bear the thought of returning home to encounter her affectionate looks — her meek and gentle resignation to her bitter fortunes. Why had I married her, without first having considered whether I could support her? Passionately fond of me , as I well knew she was, could she avoid...