Books author - "Charles Dickens"
e of this same House.As I say, I went and saw for myself. The lodging was perfect.That, I was sure it would be; because Trottle is the best judge ofcomfort I know. The empty house was an eyesore; and that I was sureit would be too, for the same reason. However, setting the onething against the other, the good against the bad, the lodging verysoon got the victory over the House. My lawyer, Mr. Squares, ofCrown Office Row; Temple, drew up an agreement; which his young manjabbered over so
rd and dusted with his own hands every morning before varnishing his boots) I notice him as full of thought and care as full can be and frowning in a fearful manner, but indeed the Major does nothing by halves as witness his great delight in going out surveying with Jemmy when he has Jemmy to go with, carrying a chain and a measuring-tape and driving I don't know what improvements right through Westminster Abbey and fully believed in the streets to be knocking everything upside down by Act of
must have some name in going about, for people to pick up," heexplained to Mugby High Street, through the Inn window, "and that name atleast was real once. Whereas, Young Jackson!--Not to mention its being asadly satirical misnomer for Old Jackson."He took up his hat and walked out, just in time to see, passing along onthe opposite side of the way, a velveteen man, carrying his day's dinnerin a small bundle that might have been larger without suspicion ofgluttony, and pelting
ct of Madness onthe part of a Waiter,--and took to his bed (leastwise, your motherand family's bed), with the statement that his eyes were devilledkidneys. Physicians being in vain, your father expired, afterrepeating at intervals for a day and a night, when gleams of reasonand old business fitfully illuminated his being, "Two and two isfive. And three is sixpence." Interred in the parochial departmentof the neighbouring churchyard, and accompanied to the grave by asmany Waiters of
plinters. Antiquarians differrespecting the intent and meaning of this ceremony, which has beenconstrued and interpreted in many different ways. The strong probability isthat it was done "for luck;" and yet Lord Bateman should have been superiorto the prejudices of the vulgar.][Footnote 9: If my own Sophia. So called doubtless from the mosque of St. Sophia, at Constantinople; herfather having professed the Mahomedan religion.] [Footnote 10: _Then up and spoke this young bride's
anding his dissipation, Bottle-nosed Ned was a generalfavourite; and the authorities of Mudfog, remembering his numerousservices to the population, allowed him in return to get drunk inhis own way, without the fear of stocks, fine, or imprisonment. Hehad a general licence, and he showed his sense of the compliment bymaking the most of it.We have been thus particular in describing the character andavocations of Bottle-nosed Ned, because it enables us to introducea fact politely, without hauling
e of this same House.As I say, I went and saw for myself. The lodging was perfect.That, I was sure it would be; because Trottle is the best judge ofcomfort I know. The empty house was an eyesore; and that I was sureit would be too, for the same reason. However, setting the onething against the other, the good against the bad, the lodging verysoon got the victory over the House. My lawyer, Mr. Squares, ofCrown Office Row; Temple, drew up an agreement; which his young manjabbered over so
rd and dusted with his own hands every morning before varnishing his boots) I notice him as full of thought and care as full can be and frowning in a fearful manner, but indeed the Major does nothing by halves as witness his great delight in going out surveying with Jemmy when he has Jemmy to go with, carrying a chain and a measuring-tape and driving I don't know what improvements right through Westminster Abbey and fully believed in the streets to be knocking everything upside down by Act of
must have some name in going about, for people to pick up," heexplained to Mugby High Street, through the Inn window, "and that name atleast was real once. Whereas, Young Jackson!--Not to mention its being asadly satirical misnomer for Old Jackson."He took up his hat and walked out, just in time to see, passing along onthe opposite side of the way, a velveteen man, carrying his day's dinnerin a small bundle that might have been larger without suspicion ofgluttony, and pelting
ct of Madness onthe part of a Waiter,--and took to his bed (leastwise, your motherand family's bed), with the statement that his eyes were devilledkidneys. Physicians being in vain, your father expired, afterrepeating at intervals for a day and a night, when gleams of reasonand old business fitfully illuminated his being, "Two and two isfive. And three is sixpence." Interred in the parochial departmentof the neighbouring churchyard, and accompanied to the grave by asmany Waiters of
plinters. Antiquarians differrespecting the intent and meaning of this ceremony, which has beenconstrued and interpreted in many different ways. The strong probability isthat it was done "for luck;" and yet Lord Bateman should have been superiorto the prejudices of the vulgar.][Footnote 9: If my own Sophia. So called doubtless from the mosque of St. Sophia, at Constantinople; herfather having professed the Mahomedan religion.] [Footnote 10: _Then up and spoke this young bride's
anding his dissipation, Bottle-nosed Ned was a generalfavourite; and the authorities of Mudfog, remembering his numerousservices to the population, allowed him in return to get drunk inhis own way, without the fear of stocks, fine, or imprisonment. Hehad a general licence, and he showed his sense of the compliment bymaking the most of it.We have been thus particular in describing the character andavocations of Bottle-nosed Ned, because it enables us to introducea fact politely, without hauling