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  • gangway above which lowered a green and rotting wooden
  • suddenly in their walk. It was the plunging of some small
  • He stood still till Tom had passed through the gate and
  • Glegg was not the least handsome of the sisters. As she
  • nearly pure Indian inhabitants. They were much surprised
  • need to be learned in the fashions of those times to know
  • entreating thrills that he would go and clutch that familiar
  • Sister Pullet was in tears when the one-horse chaise stopped
  • was scarcely superior to an English cottager. At night
  • the latitude of her shoulders (at that period a woman was
  • brown curls in her drawers, as well as curls in various
  • “ferrets are nasty biting things — they’ll bite a
  • about the premises by night. He came and went as he saw
  • returned barking to the scene of action, and saw a favorable
  • he’s a right to do as he likes in his own house, sister.”
  • “There the halfpenny lies,” he said. “I don’t want
  • lamp was incapable of penetrating the fog. He groped with
  • in the house to-day — united and tilted slightly, of
  • that whatever it might be by other people’s clocks and
  • go his hold of Tom, and, almost throttling Yap, flung him
  • December 1st. — We steered for the island of Lemuy. I
  • of small yellow spots upon it, and a mouldy odor about
  • “I aren’t frighted,” said Bob, to whom hunger did
  • your halfpenny; I wouldn’t have kept it. But you wanted
  • in finding any place to pitch our tents, for it was spring-tide,
  • well if your children don’t suffer for it. And I hope
  • the sheep and cows all drowned, and the boats went all
  • that she should shed a few more before getting out; for
  • and he pulled up short, for, instinctively, he knew that
  • said Tom, his imagination becoming quite active under the
  • not have been thought much of by the public opinion of
  • coming out of the water and tossing his halfpenny in the
  • He ducked rapidly, almost touching the muddy water with
  • if it was not a water-rat, Bob intimated that he was ready
  • her bonnet, she endures that terrible moment when grief,
  • interruption highly welcome to Mrs. Tulliver, who hastened
  • and he pulled up short, for, instinctively, he knew that
  • varied in the subtlest manner, so as to present an interesting
  • him. “I shall cheat if I like; there’s no fun i’
  • a higher existence? No; to throw the handle after the hatchet
  • big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher
  • “Why, whativer is the matter, sister?” said Mrs. Tulliver.
  • walk with a too-devious step through a door-place, she
  • wore her lace before it was paid for. So of her curled
  • and the land was wooded down to the water’s edge. In
  • to give in to such work; but it’s a pity for you, Bessy,
  • of this possibility produces a composition of forces by
  • that this recreation might have fewer charms for his mature
  • end of the apartment. A steady stream of dirty water was
  • But Lors! you mun ha’ ferrets. Dogs is no good. Why,
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