The Works of Charles Dickens ...: Bleak houseC. Scribner's sons, 1899 |
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Common terms and phrases
Ada's appeared asked Badger better Bleak House Boythorn Caddy Chadband chair Chancellor Chancery Charley Chesney Wold child Coavinses coming Cook's Court Court of Chancery cousin cried curtsey dear dinner door down-stairs Esther eyes face father felt fire gentleman George girl glance Gridley guardian Guppy Guster hair hand head hear heard heart honour hope Jarndyce and Jarndyce Jellyby's Jobling Kenge and Carboy knew Krook Lady Dedlock laughed Lincolnshire lives looking Lord Lord Chancellor manner mean mind Miss Flite Miss Jellyby Miss Summerson morning never night old lady Pardiggle Peepy poor portmanteau present pretty replied returned Richard Rick Rosa Rouncewell round says seemed shaking Shropshire Sir Leicester sitting Skimpole smile Snagsby suppose sure talk tell thing thought told took Tulkinghorn turned Turveydrop up-stairs voice walk window woman young
Popular passages
Page 23 - Watch ye therefore: for ye know not when the master of the house cometh, at even, or at midnight, or at the cockcrowing, or in the morning : lest coming suddenly he find you sleeping. And what I say unto you I say unto all, Watch.
Page 2 - The raw afternoon is rawest, and the dense fog is densest, and the muddy streets are muddiest, near that leaden-headed old obstruction, appropriate ornament for the threshold of a leaden-headed old corporation: Temple Bar. And hard by Temple Bar, in Lincoln's Inn Hall, at the very heart of the fog, sits the Lord High Chancellor in his High Court of Chancery.
Page 2 - ... everywhere. Fog up the river, where it flows among green aits and meadows; fog down the river, where it rolls defiled among the tiers of shipping, and the waterside pollutions of a great (and dirty) city. Fog on the Essex marshes, fog on the Kentish heights. Fog creeping into the cabooses of collier-brigs, fog lying out on the yards, and hovering in the rigging of great ships; fog drooping on the gunwales of barges and small boats.
Page 3 - Chancery bar ought to be as here they are - mistily engaged in one of the ten thousand stages of an endless cause, tripping one another up on slippery precedents, groping knee-deep in technicalities, running their goat-hair and horse-hair warded heads against walls of words, and making a pretence of equity with serious faces, as players might.
Page 130 - Yes, it is dirty — it's nat'rally dirty, and it's nat'rally onwholesome ; and we've had five dirty and onwholesome children, as is all dead infants, and so much the better for them, and for us besides. Have I read the little book wot you left ? No, I an't read the little book wot you left.
Page 1 - ... in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another's umbrellas, in a general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers have been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound interest.
Page 20 - I don't know how long. I happened to look timidly up from my stitching, across the table, at my godmother, and I saw in her face, looking gloomily at me, " It would have been far better, little Esther, that you had had no birthday; that you had never been born ! " I broke out crying and sobbing, and I said " O, dear godmother, tell me, pray do tell me, did mama die on my birthday ? " " No,
Page 466 - It's my old girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to it before her. Discipline must be maintained.
Page 21 - For yourself, unfortunate girl, orphaned and degraded from the first of these evil anniversaries, pray daily that the sins of others be not visited upon your head, according to what is written. Forget your mother, and leave all other people to forget her who will do her unhappy child that greatest kindness. Now, go...
Page 117 - Law finds it can't do this, Equity finds it can't do that ; neither can so much as say it can't do anything, without this solicitor instructing and this counsel appearing for A, and that solicitor instructing and that counsel appearing for B ; and so on through the whole alphabet, like the history of the Apple Pie.