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...rst, the only furniture the poor canon could 7 Balzac put in was a bed, a table, a few chairs, and the books he possessed. The apartment was like a b... ...ned, the wood- work painted to resemble the grain and knots of oak. A long table in ebony and two cabinets by Boulle completed the deco- ration, and g... ... on to his own apartments, and there the vicar beheld his candlestick on a table close to the door of the red salon, in a sort of antechamber formed b... ...lsehood about the fire, in the unusual removal of his candle- stick to the table of the antechamber, and in the evident intention to keep him waiting ... ...e him, and this gave Mademoiselle Gamard the happiness of form- ing a card-table; so that when the vicar went to bed he felt that he had passed a very... ...r to wear a false front. Not knowing how to put it on so as to conceal the junction be- tween the real and the false, there were often little gaps be-...

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...and inquiring one, when the young man who had sat still and dormant by the table was in reality a keen and bitter Irish Roman Catholic. Then the quest... ...ed and then for the electric light that was possibly on the little bedside table. The searching hand touched something. A water-bottle. The hand resum... ...hair was long and lean and shapely. Beside the bed was a convenient little table bearing the light, a water-bottle and glass, a bunch of keys, a conge... ...eed to travel, he was disposed to seek a home within easy reach of Pringle Junction, from which nearly every point in the diocese could be simply and ... ...t…. The thing came upon the bishop suddenly from the book-stall at Pringle Junction. He kept it carefully from Lady Ella…. It was only later that he f... ... he set his tea-cup aside out of danger and leant across the corner of the table to the bishop and spoke in a sawing undertone. “You see,” he said, “t... ...and inattentive in his movements, the bishop had his usual luck at Pringle Junction and just missed the 7.27 for Princhester. He might perhaps have go... ...ser; the breakfast-room showed small promise yet of the repast, though the table was set and bright with silver and 60 The Soul of a Bishop fresh flo... ...ch muddy and bloody wars as this war, a God of economics, a God of railway junctions and clinics and factories and evening schools, a God in fact of m...

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...ure, was there, seated in a room lighted by noisy gas-jets, beside a dirty table-cloth, engaged on a coarse meal, and in the company of several tipsy ... ...all-um’s son.’ John sat in dumb agony. Colette’s foul walls and macu- late table-linen, and even down to Colette’s villainous cast- ers, seemed like o... ...its untruth. As he went, he struck upon a drawer left open in the business table. It was the money-drawer, a measure of his father’s disarray: the mon... ...go into the dining-room a minute. Just one glass to warm me, Alan.’ On the table in the hall stood a glass, and a bottle with a whisky label on a tray... ...times exceed; and the picture of Houston drinking neat spirits at his hall-table struck him with some- thing like disgust. He hung back from meeting h... ... with me to the stables; there we shall get the pony-trap and drive to the junction. To- night you shall be in London. I am yours so wholly that no wo... ...t was the last word that either of them spoke until they reached Thymebury Junction. This was a station isolated in the midst of moorlands, yet lying ... ...the down train had just gone by, and there would be no more traffic at the junction until half-past three, when the local train comes in to meet the u... ...ot been seen at the station. The shadow darkened on Mr. Naseby’s face; the junction did not occur to him; his last hope was for Van Tromp’s cottage; t...

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...mself responsible and of which, tied up with a stout string, he laid on my table the subject. I pounced upon my oppor- tunity—that is on the first vol... ...ed myself, in the stiff garden of periodicals which gave one of the ormolu tables the air of a stand at a station. The impression he made on me person... ...ve me no chance to make sure. I had hoped she’d call triumphantly down the table, publicly demand if she hadn’t been right. The party was large—there ... ...y was large—there were people from outside as well, but I had never seen a table long enough to deprive Lady Jane of a triumph. I was just reflecting ... ...icle was mine; and I observed that Lady Jane, occu- pied at the end of the table, had not caught Vereker’s words. I rather avoided him after dinner, f... ... and I counted on the receipt of news from Rapallo imme- diately after the junction of the discoverer with the dis- covered. The interval seemed an ag...

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...h Wharton is a publication of the Pennsylvania State University. This Por- table Document file is furnished free and without any charge of any kind. A... ...EMBER ME NOW—at Mrs. Murrett’s?” She threw the question at Darrow across a table of the quiet cof- fee-room to which, after a vainly prolonged quest f... ...like my saying that you came for Lady Ulrica?” she asked, leaning over the table to pour herself a second cup of tea. 13 Wharton He liked her quickne... ...her safely to the station; but, while he breakfasted and waited for a time-table, he recalled again her cry of joy at the prospect of seeing Cerdine. ... ...; and Darrow, having dressed and made the requisite excerpts from the time-table, decided to carry the result of his deliberations to his neighbour’s ... ...nna wondered what chance had brought her to her sister’s side at this con- junction. Mrs. Farlow had spoken of her as a celebrity (in what line Anna f...

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...s might desire. And now I would ask my readers to join me at the morn- ing table d’hote at the Hotel des Ambassadeurs. It will of course be understood... ...ost comfortable mode of living. They clustered together at the head of the table, and as they were customary guests at the house, they talked their li... ...t in the purest French, to the neighbour who always sat next to her at the table d’hote, the gentleman, namely, to whom we have above alluded. But sti... ...nd a half for her little girl; and where else could she live with a better junction of economy and comfort? And then the gentleman who always sat next... ...ed meals in the salle a manger. He had occasionally sat beside her evening table as she took her English cup of tea in her own room, her bed being dul... ...ve her a fig from off a dish that was placed immediately before him on the table. This M. Lacordaire did, present- ing it very elegantly between his t...

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...s a personal enemy.” “Better make a friend of him.” “How?” “Meet him at my table.” She jumped an illumined half-about on her chair. “So I will, then. ... ...e ride to Paraguay up to the capture of the plotting Rajah. He carried the table.” “Good boy! We must turn to the boys for justice, then. Name your da... ... the stick- ler for the privileges of her class was large-heartedly chari- table to the classes flowing in oily orderliness round about below it—if th... ...a friendly judgement. The lady of Aminta’s eyes was absent at the luncheon table. She came into the room a step, to speak to Lord Ormont, dressed for ... ... a visit. The secretary was unnoticed. Lord Ormont put inquiries to him at table, for the why of 53 George Meredith his having avoided the profession... ... against the maj- esty of the man to whom she must, among the singular in- junctions binding her, regularly write, sees no way between hypocrisy and r...

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...e shutters, ruled straight across the cafe over the disarranged chairs and tables to the wall opposite. Old Giorgio had chosen that bare, whitewashed ... ...ced with a confident, sly smile, and without a word up to the long trestle table. He pointed to one of the bottles on the shelf; Giorgio, thrusting hi... ...hted, it was explained to him, in his honour—stood on a sort of rough camp table, at which he sat on the right hand of the chief. He knew how to be am... ...n breasts an unbounded devo- tion to the task. Of the young fellows at the table, to whom the survey of the track was like the tracing of the path of ... ...rsting with steel springs and horsehair. There were knick-knacks on little tables, mirrors let into the wall above marble consoles, square spaces of c... ...ne cable connecting the Occidental Provinces with the outer world, and the junction with it of the Sulaco branch. Don Jose Avellanos proposed him, and...

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... at the club, at hours mathematically fixed, in the same room, at the same table, never taking his meals with other members, much less bringing a gues... ...e club—its kitchens and pantries, its buttery and dairy—aided to crowd his table with their most succulent stores; he was served by the gravest waiter... ...lready gilded with an autumn colouring; and took his place at the habitual table, the cover of which had already been laid for him. His breakfast con-... ...of fifty-five thousand pounds, had been taken from the principal cashier’s table, that function- ary being at the moment engaged in registering the re... ... from sharing this confidence; and, as they placed themselves at the whist-table, they continued to argue the matter. Stuart and Flanagan played toget... ...had got into the open 41 Jules Verne country. At Callyan they reached the junction of the branch line which descends towards south-eastern India by K... ...s, the City of God, one of the most venerated in India, being built at the junction of the two sacred rivers, Ganges and Jumna, the waters of which at... ...ing Omaha, it passes along the left bank of the Platte River as far as the junction of its northern branch, follows its southern branch, crosses the L...

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...s from the Diary of Henry Wilmers’ are studded with examples of the dinner-table wit of the time, not al- ways worth quotation twice; for smart remark... ...ggering pre- tentiousness? Grant. the combination, she will appear a veri- table queen of her period, fit for homage; at least meriting a disposition ... ...thority of a personal friend who witnessed the scene; at the Warwick whist-table, where the fair Diana would let loose her silvery laugh in the interv... ...ly out of her teens, and should have been dancing instead of fastened to a table. A difference of fifteen years in the ages of the wedded pair account... ...he bright laugh, shot it dead. She had outraged the decorum of the square- table only while the cards were making. Perhaps her too- dead ensuing silen... ...that thornbush; on the juniper slope; from the corner of chalk and sand in junction, to the corner of clay and chalk; all the length of the wooded rid... ...’ He pointed to a half-open one, with the petals in disparting pointing to junction, and compared it to the famous tiptoe ballet-posture, arms above h...

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... sixpence a day, and their breakfast and dinner was found them at a common table by the warden, such an arrangement being in stricter conformity with ... ...le. Handy had brought in the document, and spread it out on the small deal table, and was now standing by it persuasive and eager. Moody had followed ... ...urning to the other friend of Skulpit’s, who was sitting on a stool by the table, gazing vacantly at the petition. Jonathan Crumple was a meek, mild m... ...me four cards as their allotted portion, shoves the re- mainder across the table to the red-faced rector; calls out ‘two by cards and two by honours, ... ...n for more modern goods, with- out a purpose. The breakfast-service on the table was equally costly and equally plain; the apparent object had been to... ...rs been the warden of the hospital; there is, however, nothing to make the junction of the two offices necessary, and, unless you or the dean and chap...

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...eeping round the immense wedding cake that towered up in the middle of the table shedding its artificial flowers. ‘He has no pain, but he feels tired,... ...as filled, and everybody was talking boister- ously. At the far end of the table sat the mother, with her loosely-looped hair. She had Birkin for a ne... ...e put away, at last the class was dismissed. And still Hermione sat at the table, with her chin in her hand, her elbow on the table, her long white fa... ...r. The train came, and they went on board, sitting on either side a little table, by the window, in the restaurant car. Birkin glanced over his paper,... ...moved in his slow, observant, glistening-attentive motion down between the tables and the people whose shad- owy faces looked up as he passed. He seem... ... be seen, only the swift, tight limbs, the solid white backs, the physical junction of two bodies clinched 268 into oneness. Then would appear the gl... ...ing heedlessly on winged feet. There was no train, she must walk on to the junction. As she went through the darkness, she began to cry, and she wept ...

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...y climbed the hill to the round stone tower of Fort Snelling. They saw the junction of the Mississippi and the Minnesota, and recalled the men who had... ...e a corking farm in ten years, but now— I oper- ated his wife on a kitchen table, with my driver giving the anesthetic. Look at that scared baby! Need... ...way train, grumbling through Minnesota, imper- ceptibly climbing the giant tableland that slopes in a thou- sand-mile rise from hot Mississippi bottom... ... the porch. Window curtains of starched cheap lace revealing a pink marble table with a conch shell and a Family Bible. “You’ll find it old-fashioned—... ...pon the glass-covered back. The dining-room beyond was a jungle of stained table-cloths and catsup bottles. She looked no more at the Minniemashie Hou... ...ead. But she was unexpectedly cheerful, and her dining-room, with its thin tablecloth on a long pine table, had the decency of clean bareness. In the ...

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... out loud; and what would be- come of me then! I look up at the monumental tablets on the wall, and try to think of Mr. Bodgers late of this parish, a... ...what s she to do while we re away? said I, putting my small elbows on the table to argue the point. She can t live by herself. If Peggotty were loo... ...ode. It was beautifully clean inside, and as tidy as possible. There was a table, and a Dutch clock, and a chest of drawers, and on the chest of draw-... ...ust room enough to get into; and a nosegay of seaweed in a blue mug on the table. The walls were whitewashed as white as milk, and the patchwork count... ...perfield Vol. I were ever referred to, by any one of them, he struck the table a heavy blow with his right hand (had split it on one such occasion),... ...-tailed coat; and I use a great deal of bear s grease which, taken in con- junction with the ring, looks bad. Am I in love again? I am. I worship the ...

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...NG there were many “tra-las” and “tum-te- turns” over the family breakfast-table; a constant humming and crying, “I have it”; and after two or three b... ...wn the room, while my mother got the bread and cheese and spread it on the table, for we were beginning to be richer. I saw my father take out his vio... ...rously accepted. “Plain dinner, you know. Nothing like what you get at the tables of those Erzhogs, as you call ‘em, over in Germany. Simple fare; sou... ...ed for Arabella, who returned no answer, and was late in her appearance at table. Grace concluded, Mr. Pole said, “Letter gone? I wanted to see it, yo... ...nounced that the Club had come to do homage to Squire Pole and ladies: the Junction Club of Ipley and Hillford. What did Junction mean? Junction meant... ...merriment. At the subsiding of the echoes that coupled Squire Pole and the Junction Club together, Squire Pole replied. He wished them well. He was gl... ...he wrong set: and that their booth was on Ipley Common: and that they, the Junction Club, only would honour her rightly for the honour she was going t... ...stic thunder of a fresh one claimed atten- tion. The truth being, that the Junction Club of Ipley and Hillford, whose colours were yellow and blue, wa... ...this was the first occasion of their ever being on their way to the dinner-table of a person of quality, they could refuse to look the admis- sion in ...

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...k the greatest care of your Minna.” Wilfrid struck his hand violently on a table, rose hastily, and made several steps towards the door with an exclam... ...ed steel. Seated in a large tapestried arm- chair near the stove, before a table, with his feet in a species of muff, Monsieur Becker was reading a fo... ...’s smoke, to which she was ap- parently accustomed. Beside her on a little table were the implements of household work, a pile of napkins, and an- oth... ...n the level of man. Wilfrid had flung himself into a chair between the two tables and was contemplating with a species of intoxication this picture fu... ...le them. The only miracle of which man is capable is done through the con- junction of two antagonistic substances. Gunpowder for in- stance is german... ...d the calumny with a convincing letter.” The pastor opened a drawer of his table and looked through a number of papers until he found a gazette which ... ... the relation which binds two things to- 80 Seraphita gether, the line of junction is perceptible. How? Where? We are not now in search of the vanish...

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...eoisie. Look at those walnut chairs covered with horse-hair, that mahogany table with its oilcloth cover, that sideboard, also of mahogany, that carpe... ...sideboard, also of mahogany, that carpet, bought at a bargain, beneath the table, those metal lamps, that wretched paper with its red border, those ex... ...ist par excellence of the modern bourgeoisie. Have you re- marked the card-tables and the consoles of the Empire, the tea-table supported by a lyre, a... ...moiselle Brigitte, were playing whist with Minard and Phellion. at another table were Julien the advocate (a nickname given by Colleville to young Min... ...he style Phellion. Above the door the master of the house had in- serted a tablet of white marble, on which, in letters of gold, were read the words, ... ...as also the god of thieves. We are better than he, for we don’t allow that junction of forces.” “ And yet,” said la Peyrade, “V autrin, or, I should s...

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...oom, where he deposited the hampers, six wooden chairs with straw seats, a table, and a sideboard; at the windows, discolored curtains. Later, when he... ... his trousers, drawn up by the effect of his position, showed the point of junction between the old top of his stock- ing and the new “footing,”—his m... ... le comte,” he added, address- ing the two young men, “to invite you to my table, mes- sieurs; we dine at five, as in Paris. If you like hunting, you ... ...and night,” said the lawyer, from the depths of his armchair, and behind a table on which were papers, piled up like Alps. “Monsieur Moreau, we won’t ... ... office where legal documents had never yet been scribbled, had bought new tables, and white boxes edged with blue, also new. His staff was made up of... ...first hand- shaking, the first dashes of conversation as they sat around a table luxuriously served. Georges, moreover, made himself charming to Oscar...

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...dued gossip. There, in the glow of the huge red fire, stood a well-covered table, surrounded by cook, charwoman, and their cavaliers, dis- cussing a p... ...her a kiss of grateful approbation, and was gone. There was a light on the table, and preparations for tea; and Mary looked round the pretty room, whe... ... she stole into the passage, where she could see her father, seated at the table, and telegraphed to him a 30 The Trial sign of her success. He durst... ... around her before she brought her eyes upon him—her father’s watch on the table, indicating ten minutes to four, the Minster Tower in the rising sunl... ...r signed towards a tray, which stood by a spirit- 32 The Trial lamp, on a table in the further corner. Mary silently brought it, and as quietly obeye... ... had a fascination for him. At last, after ten minutes of glaring gas at a junction had by contrast rendered the mist impenetrable, and reduced the vi...

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...was a smaller office, in which there were a safe, a small rickety Pembroke table, two chairs, and an old washing-stand with a tumbled towel. Lopez led... ...re. He was certainly a man of whom men were generally afraid. At the whist-table no one would venture to scold him. In the court no one ever contradic... ... o’clock. He knew no real homely comforts elsewhere,—un- less at the whist-table at the Eldon. He ate and drank and slept in his own house in Manchest... ...pencil in my hand.’ ‘We may as well begin then,’ said the elder facing the table when he saw that his less-experienced companion made no attempt at be... ...e room without another word. 504 The Prime Minister CHAPTER 60 THE TENWAY JUNCTION AND THUS THE KNOWLEDGE was conveyed to Mrs Lopez that her fate in ... ...d took a first- class return ticket not for Birmingham, but for the Tenway Junction, as everybody knows it. From this spot, some six or seven miles di... ...nnot bring himself to credit that theory of individual notices. At T enway Junction there are a half-a-dozen long platforms, on which men and women an... ...Lopez, moving away as though to make exit through the station. Now, Tenway Junction is so big a place, and so scattered, that it is impossible that al... ...ughter from misery. But as days had crept on since the scene as the Tenway Junction, he had become aware that time must do much before such relief wou...