ArticleField.comInternet's Fastest Growing Free Content Article DirectoryMr. Povey was certainly asleep, and his mouth was very wide open– like a shop-door. The only question was whether his sleep was not an eternal sleep; the only question was whether he was not out of his pain for ever. Then he snored–horribly; his snore seemed a portent of disaster. Sophia approached him as […]
The expectation of beneficent laudanum had enlivened Mr. Povey, had already, indeed, by a sort of suggestion, half cured his toothache. "Oh no!" he said. "No need to ask Mr. Critchlow … Two or three drops in a little water." He showed impatience to be at the laudanum. The girls knew that an antipathy existed […]
Constance, who bore Mrs. Baines’s bunch of keys at her girdle, a solemn trust, moved a little fearfully to a corner cupboard which was hung in the angle to the right of the projecting fireplace, over a shelf on which stood a large copper tea-urn. That corner cupboard, of oak inlaid with maple and ebony […]
"I think I’d sooner have the other one," said Mr. Povey, "because it’s on the right side, you see." And he touched his right cheek. Having taken Mrs. Baines’s chair, he bent his face down to the fire, seeking comfort from its warmth. Sophia poked the fire, whereupon Mr. Povey abruptly withdrew his face. He […]
From the next room came a regular, muffled, oratorical sound, as though some one had begun many years ago to address a meeting and had forgotten to leave off and never would leave off. They were familiar with the sound, and they quitted Mr. Povey’s chamber in fear of disturbing it. At the same moment […]
