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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
acacia afraid anxious asked Aunt Burton Aunt Burtonshaw Aunt Vivian beautiful sister berland better blush Castle Vivian CHAPTER charmed cheek Cheshire colour companion cousin cried Cumber dear child delight door drawing-room eager eyes face fancy flush friends girl glad glance Grandfather Vivian's Grange hand happy head hear heart knew lady laughing lawn light Lizzy Malvern mamma Mansfield Maria Anna married Mary Cum Mary Cumberland Mary's mended brother mind mirror Miss Cumberland Miss Elizabeth morning mother never night once pale pause Percy Vivian Percy's Philip Poor Zaidee porch Powis pretty river round secret shaw silent sister Burtonshaw sister Elizabeth smile Sophy speak Steele strange stranger sure sweet Sylvo Sylvo's place talk tears tell thing thought tion to-day tonshaw turned Twickenham voice window wonder young Zaidee sat Zaidee Vivian Zaidee's
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Seite 90 - There is that knave Shakespeare," said Percy, brightening once more into his former tone, " who wrote plays, and has been accused of poaching ; — who gave him any right, I wonder, to be the next truest after the apostles and prophets in his knowledge of man ?" " You must excuse my sister — Mrs Burtonshaw has very homely ideas,
Seite 199 - ... were only an echo of the bolder wayfarer's, always present but never seen. It was thus with herself in her secret post of observation, and she anticipated, with a strange tremor, hearing of this communication of hers, and of the wonder and excitement of the family. Her cheek was flushing once more with a dangerous hectic; her secret life began once more to devour her obvious one; and Zaidee sat alone, with her busy imagination consuming her heart. And then there returned Mary, with the fresh...
Seite 152 - Severn with its churches and towns, and that odd miniature mountain which has lost its way so strangely, and settled itself in the wide flat of this level country, where there is not another mound to break the horizon — were matters more interesting to Zaidee than to any of her companions. Mrs. Cumberland was languid, and reclined in a corner of the carriage. Mrs. Burtonshaw was interested, but depreciatory, making a perpetual comparison between Sylvo's place and this unfamiliar country. Mary was...
Seite 127 - The sccrosy which, whon it concerned the past alone, was no burden to her, oppressed her now like a thundery and sultry atmosphere. The flush of secret excitement varied her paleness with a feverish hectic, her sweet composure was disturbed and broken, and all her life seemed subsidiary to those moments of intense and eager interest in which she sat listening to Elizabeth and Percy in their involuntary references to their home. CHAPTER XV. A NEW THOUGHT. " THE use of ornament is to make us happy.
Seite 69 - ... mustache like Sylvo, who have nothing particular to say; and elderly gentlemen, who are rampant, each on his particular hobby, riding very hard by the side of Mr Cumberland, who, in his delightful candour, is ready to trot with all. A cluster of the most distinguished members of the company have gathered round Mrs Cumberland, and Mary is surrounded by a gay crowd, on the extreme border of which stands Zaidee with Aunt Burtonshaw by her side; everybody is asking who everybody is, or answering...
Seite 95 - Elizabeth, and they are very ike each other — he thinks it quite strange," said Mary. She was standing with her arm folded tightly round Zaidee's waist, holding her before the mirror ; the mirror gave a dim reflection of the great room half lighted, of a morsel of blue sky, and ' a little lot of stars " looking through the window ; of the chairs standing about in disorder where everybody had left them, and of only those two figures and no more within the room. Mary, with a good deal of resolution,...
Seite 161 - The bride kissed the goblet, the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup, She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lip, and a tear in her eye.
Seite 104 - Pure prejudice, sister Burtonshaw. Women are the most bigoted of conservatives," said the philosopher, with his chuckle of laughter. " You may innovate as you will in other spheres, but touch their privileged department, and there is no quarter for you. But the sacred 'institution of the kitchen must bow to science, my good sister. Wait till I have proved the powers of my digester on the larger-boned animals. Wait till I present the English peasant with such a delicacy as this, made of the beef-bone...
Seite 157 - Lizzy," said Mary, suddenly starting from an apparent contemplation of the landscape before her, of which landscape, in reality, she saw nothing. " You never understand at all, nor seek to understand, what all Aunt Burtonshaw's hints and double meanings are full of. There, now, you look quite incredulous. Is it my fault if your thoughts are always at the end of the world ! Who can you have to think of, Elizabeth? I suppose you never found out that Aunt Burtonshaw had double meanings at all?" "No,...
Seite 71 - I see you have quite forgotten me," said the little lady, who was plump and pretty. " I met you once at Hollylee, Mr Steele — Mrs Michael." Mr Steele receded a step, and made one of his bows of mock humility. " I knew it was one of the angels," said the wit with a characteristic hesitation, "but I had forgot the name." In the severity of exasperated virtue, Mrs Burtonshaw rose. " Mary, you ought not to listen to such a person," cried Mrs Burtonshaw audibly.