The Mystery of Edwin DroodPrinted at the Riverside Press, 1871 - 346 pages |
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Page 107 - They go on, presently passing the red windows of the Travellers' Twopenny, and emerging into the clear moonlight of the Monks' Vineyard. This crossed, they come to Minor Canon Corner : of which the greater part lies in shadow until the moon shall rise higher in the sky.
Page 227 - Well ; I have told you, I did it, here, hundreds of thousands of times. What do I say ? I did it millions and billions of times. I did it so often, and through such vast expanses of time, that when it was really done, it seemed not worth the doing, it was done so soon.
Page 120 - Hearts ; our hearts. Hem ! Again a revolving year, ladies, had brought us to a pause in our studies — let us hope our greatly advanced studies — and, like the mariner in his bark, the warrior in his tent, the captive in his dungeon, and the traveller in his various conveyances, we yearned for home. Did we say, on such an occasion, in the opening words of Mr. Addison's impressive tragedy : " The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important...
Page 132 - No such power of wind has blown for many a winter night. Chimneys topple in the streets, and people hold to posts and corners, and to one another, to keep themselves upon their feet.