Oliver Twist ...Hurd and Houghton, 1867 |
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Sivu 33 - It was rather expensive at first, in consequence of the increase in the undertaker's bill, and the necessity of taking in the clothes of all the paupers, which fluttered loosely on their wasted, shrunken forms, after a week or two's gruel. But the number of workhouse inmates got thin as well as the paupers ; and the board were in ecstasies.
Sivu 34 - The master aimed a blow at Oliver's head with the ladle ; pinioned him in his arms; and shrieked aloud for the beadle.
Sivu 67 - There was no fire in the room ; but a man was crouching, mechanically, over the empty stove. An old woman, too, had drawn a low stool to the cold hearth, and was sitting beside him. There were some ragged children in another corner ; and in a small recess, opposite the door, there lay upon the ground, something covered with an old blanket. Oliver shuddered as he cast his eyes...
Sivu 98 - ... a very old shrivelled Jew, whose villainous-looking and repulsive face was obscured by a quantity of matted red hair. He was dressed in a greasy flannel gown, with his throat bare...
Sivu 97 - A dirtier or more wretched place he had never seen. The street was very narrow and muddy, and the air was impregnated with filthy odours. There were a good many small shops; but the only stock in trade appeared to be heaps of children, who, even at that time of night, were crawling in and out at the doors, or screaming from the inside. The...
Sivu 233 - He threw himself upon the road — on his back upon the road. At his head it stood, silent, erect, and still — a living grave-stone, with its epitaph in blood. Let no man talk of murderers escaping justice, and hint that Providence must sleep. There were twenty score of violent deaths in one long minute of that agony of fear.
Sivu 233 - ... hear its garments rustling in the leaves and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry if he stopped it did the same if he ran it followed not running too that would have been a relief but like a corpse endowed with the mere machinery of life and borne on one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell Exercise 57.
Sivu 285 - The noise subsided, and he was asked if he had anything to say why sentence of death should not be passed upon him.
Sivu 34 - Child as he was, he was desperate with hunger and reckless with misery. He rose from the table; and advancing to the master, basin and spoon in hand, said, somewhat alarmed at his own temerity: "Please, sir, I want some more.