The Twelve Best Tales by English WritersThomas Y. Crowell Company, 1911 - 368 pagina's |
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Ailie arms asked auld aunt Fanny beautiful Beckwith began Birkendelly Birky Brow brandy bright eyes called Captain chair CHARLES DICKENS Château Landon child cried dark dead dealer dear death Denis door Dorothy Dougal eyes face father fell Geldern Gregory gudesire hand head hear heard heart honor James Julius Cæsar knew Laird Lassie light little girl lived looked M'Murdie Magny Malétroit Markheim Marlborough Downs married Meltham mind Miss Furnivall Miss Rosamond mother murdered never night old gentleman old lord once poor prince princess Private Richard Doubledick Redgauntlet returned round Sampson seemed seen servant side Sir John Sir Robert sister Slinkton Smart smiled spoke Steenie stood story Strasbourg Taunton tell thing thought told Tom Smart took turned voice walk weel Weissenborn Whigs word young lady
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Pagina 352 - ... postures. The face was robbed of all expression; but it was as pale as wax, and shockingly smeared with blood about one temple. That was, for Markheim, the one displeasing circumstance. It carried him back, upon the instant, to a certain fair day in a fishers...
Pagina 220 - I, to whom my tremendous hero turns tail! The carrier saw the muzzle hanging, cut and useless, from his neck, and I eagerly told him the story which Bob and I always thought, and still think, Homer, or...
Pagina 25 - Now these were the very words that the bloody Earl of Douglas said to keep the King's messenger in hand, while he cut the head off MacLellan of Bombie, at the Threave Castle ; and that put Steenie mair and mair on his guard.
Pagina 12 - Hutcheon saw aneugh at the first glance ; for there were torches in the room, which showed him the foul fiend, in his ain shape, sitting on the Laird's coffin ! Ower he couped as if he had been dead. He could not tell how lang he lay in a trance at the door, but when he gathered himself, he cried on his neighbour, and getting nae answer, raised the house, when Dougal was found lying dead within twa steps of the bed where his master's coffin was placed.
Pagina 13 - Steenie," quoth the laird, sighing deeply, and putting his napkin to his een, "his was a sudden call, and he will be missed in the country; no time to set his house in order: weel prepared Godward, no doubt, which is the root of the matter, but left us behind a tangled hesp to wind, Steenie. Hem! hem! We maun go to business, Steenie; much to do, and little time to do it in.
Pagina 28 - and tell them all I have seen last night, whilk are things fitter for them to judge of than a borrel man like me.
Pagina 344 - for a Christmas present, and you give me this — this damned reminder of years, and sins and follies — this hand-conscience ! Did you mean it? Had you a thought in your mind? Tell me. It will be better for you if you do. Come, tell me about yourself. I hazard a guess now, that you are in secret a very charitable man?
Pagina 8 - I should say, lay, in a great armchair, wi' his grand velvet gown, and his feet on a cradle; for he had baith gout and gravel, and his face looked as gash and ghastly as Satan's. Major Weir sat opposite to him, in a red laced coat, and the Laird's wig on his head; and aye as Sir Robert girned wi' pain, the jackanape girned too, like a sheep's-head between a pair of tangs — an ill-faur'd, fearsome couple they were.
Pagina 18 - Pitmurkie, that is a' fou of black firs, as they say. — I ken the wood, but the firs may be black or white for what I can tell. — At the entry of the wood there is a wild common, and on the edge of the common, a little lonely change-house, that was keepit then by...