The New House that Jack Built

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George Routledge, 1883 - 327 Seiten
 

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Seite 183 - London," she replied, guiltily. " Something wrong here," he said ; "you're from the country, never been in town before, I'll wager." "No; I am quite alone in the world and I should be so much obliged if you would tell me...
Seite 79 - My mother was alive then, and she nursed me so well and tenderly, but still nothing-seemed to cure me ; there I had to lie, week after week, bearing the pain in my back as well as I could, and longing to be up again and out of doors with the rest. Brian used to come in and bring me all the things he found on the beach or the hills ; all those things I have in my room and yours ; and it was he who got me some flax, and...
Seite 48 - I'm to steer, please, Jack," asked Kitty, meekly, as Teddy gave up the tiller to her. " Oh, anyhow ! only keep us well out to sea away from the rocks. Ain't we getting on now ? " added Jack, as he and Teddy pulled wildly at their oars, and the little boat danced like a cork on the gently rippling waves. " Don't let us get on too quick...
Seite 46 - Janet had ever dreamt of! On reaching the mudflat, the boat was found as he had said under the reeds, and a very few pulls brought her within reach of the tide. Then Jack with great care put Margery and his sisters in, with the wraps and provisions ; Trotters was then tethered with a long rope, Kitty having suggested that if turned out he might find his way home and alarm Mrs. Hillingdon. But now that the boat was loaded, she was too heavy for the boys to push off. In vain they " heave-ho-ed,
Seite 7 - After those first few words of greeting Mr. Graham had been silent, leaning back in his place with an air of weary sadness. Very little trace was now left of the " Master Hugh " of old Yorkshire days. David's shrewd eye noticed the thin shoulders and sharpened outline, the hollow of the cheeks, and the bright prominent eyes of his young master, with a sinking heart, as he kept stroke mechanically with Peter, asking himself sadly what...
Seite 45 - Needless to say, had she had any idea that their plan for the day involved a water-excursion in a very old boat, under no more experienced management than that of Jack and Ted, she would not have taken up her sewing so calmly after seeing Trotters and his riders depart up the hill ! Nor would Janet have prepared the luncheon with so much good will at the creek, wondering a little it is true at Margery's anxiety lest " there should not be enough...
Seite 199 - Very well, mamma, I suppose I had better stay at home ; but Margery can go with Bernard if she likes, can't she ? " But Margery said she - would rather stay with Rose ; so it ended in Bernard setting off after breakfast with his skates, and the two girls taking a short walk with Mr. Carmichael to the village, each carrying a basket for him of Christmas gifts for some of the old people. When they returned, with glowing cheeks, Mrs. Carmichael set them to work to pick out the best sprigs of holly...
Seite 29 - Page 57 encircling hills, and, far away, the shine of the sea : all these she saw for a brief minute lighted up by an almost dazzling red glow ; then, even as she watched, the beautiful light faded suddenly away, and all the vivid reds and purples turned to sober grey. " It'll be dark in a little bit, now...
Seite 161 - Rose caught sight of greasy Bill peeping round one of the grimy doorsteps at her, and she beckoned energetically to him till he unwillingly came slouching up to the window. " I am going to give you my four-penny-piece," she said, impressively, "because you went to fetch my friends for me. It's all I have left of my week's pocket-money, and I hope you'll never go about again stealing other people's parcels and breaking the Commandments. Why don't you go and be a shoeblack boy or a newsboy instead...
Seite 51 - The salt-water has got into the sandwiches somehow," says Kitty, presently, as the feast proceeds. "The sand-flies are dreadfully biting" adds Margery, holding up one little bleeding hand for pity. " And I can't intergest mutton pasty after cake," winds up Bell, getting crosser and crosser every minute ; " I'm not enjoying myself one bit, and I wish we had stayed in our own bay and played at ' robbers ' in the cave ! " " Oh, Bell ! " cries Margery, shocked at such base ingratitude, " when Jack made...

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