...dy suddenly laughed—it sounded so remote and absurd. “What, play bridge or poker or something conventional of that sort?” said Josephine in her distin... ...ing. From where he sat, he looked straight up the garden to the house. The blind was not drawn in the middle kitchen, he could see the figures of his ... ...k figure in a bowler hat passed the window. Millicent was drawing down the blind. It was the doctor. The blind was drawn, he could see no more. Stealt... ...uthority, or my influence, or just ME. At the bottom of her heart she just blindly and persistently opposes me. God knows what it is she opposes: just... .... I was on guard one day when the Queen gave one of her tea-parties to the blind. Awful affair. But the children are awfully nice children. Prince of ... ... H. Lawrence prisoner: and every time it was the same thing, the same hot, blind, anguished voice of a man who has seen too much, experienced too much...

...d disliked himself for dis- liking them. The evening before, he had played poker at Vergil Gunch’s till midnight, and after such holidays he was irrit... ...towels were wet, wet and clammy and vile, all of them wet, he found, as he blindly snatched them—his own face-towel, his wife’s, Verona’s, Ted’s, Tink... ...s right now. And loaf all day. And go to Gunch’s again to- night, and play poker, and cuss as much as I feel like, and drink a hundred and nine-thousa... ...ld farceur who enjoyed dirty politics, business diplomacy, and cheating at poker) 42 Babbitt had only ten per cent., which Babbitt and the Traction o... ...large man with hair en brosse, and he knew the latest jokes, but he played poker close to the chest. It was at his party that Babbitt had sucked in th... ... examination of plastic slate roof, kalamein doors, and seven-eighths-inch blind-nailed flooring, began those diplomacies of hurt surprise and readine... ... transfers.” Wing uttered approving grunts and Babbitt swelled—gloated The blind of a Pullman compartment was raised, and Babbitt looked into an unfam... ...m, and he had met her, but she gave no sign. She languidly pulled down the blind, and he stood still, a cold feeling of insignifi- cance in his heart.... ...ould have fallen, had she not held him with supple kindly strength. He was blind and deaf from prohibition-era alcohol; he could not see the tables, t...

...out, and there was nothing in the grate but ashes, a bundle of wood, and a poker), “you find me, my dears, as usual, very busy; but that you will excu... ... Bleak House – Dickens As it was still foggy and dark, and as the shop was blinded besides by the wall of Lincoln’s Inn, intercepting the light within... ...ded turns up and down while uttering these broken sentences, retaining the poker in one hand and rubbing his hair with the other, with a good natured ... ...t for anything but an eyesore and a heartsore. It is a street of perishing blind houses, with their eyes stoned out, without a pane of glass, without ... ... and the shadows of several gentlemen under a cloud loom cloudily upon the blinds. Mr. Snagsby takes the opportu nity of slightly turning his head to... ...o the lawyer, retires behind the counter, peeps at them through the window blind, goes softly into the back office, refers to the entries in the book ... ...cousin John knows, dear Dame Durden?” she asked. “Unless my cousin John is blind, my pet,” said I, “I should think my cousin John knows pretty well as... ...was in the area when I knocked, breaking up the lid of a water butt with a poker to light the fire with. Mr. Skimpole, lying on the sofa in his room, ...

...it make him, perhaps, a little more remiss than usual in his visits to his blindly-doting eh? With another quick glance at them, and such a glance at... ... a boyish passion for her! I? I repeated. Child, child! In the name of blind ill-fortune, cried Miss Mowcher, wringing her hands impa- tiently, a... ... think! Ah, Trot! said my aunt, shaking her head, and smiling gravely; blind, blind, blind! Someone that I know, Trot, my aunt pursued, after a... ...knew the earnestness of Dora, aunt! I cried. Oh, Trot! she said again; blind, blind! and without knowing why, I felt a vague unhappy loss or want... ...yes, he made me start by muttering, as if he were an echo of the morning: Blind! Blind! Blind! CHAPTER 36 ENTHUSIASM I BEGAN THE NEXT DAY with anoth... ...nder some wild delusion that it was a great-coat. Without putting down the poker, he now hugged me again; and I hugged him; and, both laughing, and bo...

...out, and there was nothing in the grate but ashes, a bundle of wood, and a poker), “you find me, my dears, as usual, very busy; but that you will excu... ...Bleak House – Vol. One As it was still foggy and dark, and as the shop was blinded besides by the wall of Lincoln’s Inn, intercepting the light within... ...ded turns up and down while uttering these broken sentences, retaining the poker in one hand and rubbing his hair with the other, with a good natured ... ...t for anything but an eyesore and a heartsore. It is a street of perishing blind houses, with their eyes stoned out, without a pane of glass, without ... ... and the shadows of several gentlemen under a cloud loom cloudily upon the blinds. Mr. Snagsby takes the opportu nity of slightly turning his head to... ...o the lawyer, retires behind the counter, peeps at them through the window blind, goes softly into the back office, refers to the entries in the book ... ...cousin John knows, dear Dame Durden?” she asked. “Unless my cousin John is blind, my pet,” said I, “I should think my cousin John knows pretty well as...

...re fine ani- mals. Next, the party looked at a Crimean bitch which, though blind and fast nearing her end, had, two years ago, been a truly magnificen... ...nificent dog. At all events, so said Nozdrev. Next came another bitch—also blind; then an inspection of the water-mill, which lacked the spindle- sock... ...ied the person addressed. “Then were is he?” continued Chichikov. “Are you blind, my good sir?” retorted the other. “I am the master.” Involuntarily o... ...aining to the reader why, as our hero conversed, the maiden began to yawn. Blind to this, however, he contin- ued to relate to her sundry adventures w... ...A grown, middle-aged man—a man dressed in black, and looking as stiff as a poker—suddenly takes the floor and begins shuffling his feet about, while a... ...hift to hire a lodging, but found everything so wonderfully furnished with blinds and Persian carpets and so forth that he saw it would mean throwing ...

...s of nature, but they exist just the same, and he who fails to see them is blind, whether he shuts his eyes to 17 Turgenev them purposely or not.” Pa... ...y went into the drawing room. The host was welcomed all over again. An old blind nurse ap- peared and made him a courtesy. Out of consideration for he... ... him. Besides that, a dog bit my leg, a peasant woman threatened me with a poker from the door of her hut, shouting, ‘Ugh! you pig! You Moscow rascals... ...age was upholstered. He looked around in silence at the delicate pale blue blinds, which flew up instantly at the mere press of a button, at the soft ...

... differed from them must be either most deplor- ably ignorant, or wilfully blind. In childhood, I had always been accustomed to regard him with a feel... ...ter the party broke up and he himself took leave. When he came to me I was blind to his extended hand, and deaf to his good-night till he repeated it ... ...came in to kindle the fire, which was soon effected by thrusting a red-hot poker between the bars of the grate, where the fuel was already disposed fo... ...sting matter. And as to being easily led to suspect, God only knows what a blind, incredulous fool I have hitherto been, perseveringly shutting my eye... ... approbation alone. First study; then approve; then love. Let your eyes be blind to all external attractions, your ears deaf to all the fascinations o... ...d excellent hus- band, who loves you tenderly, but not too fondly so as to blind him to your faults, and will be your guide throughout life’s pilgrima...

...eys high; showed no win- dow, nothing but a door on the lower storey and a blind forehead of discoloured wall on the upper; and bore in every feature,... ...s an axe in the theatre,” continued Poole; “and you might take the kitchen poker for yourself.” The lawyer took that rude but weighty instrument into ... ...t his watch. “And now, Poole, let us get to ours,” he said; and taking the poker under his arm, led the way into the yard. The scud had banked over th...

...rds; also games not so simple, and calling for quite another kind of skill—poker. He had been the aptest pupil of a steady-eyed, sententious American,... ...ean. The memory of the Californian stranger was perpetuated in the game of poker—which became popular in the capital of Celebes from that time—and in ... ... dust at his feet. He stepped over his pros- trate brother-in-law and tore blindly down the street, everybody making way for the frantic white man. Wh... ...y, poor woman, as if all this was her fault.” Willems listened amazed. The blind old idiot! How queerly he misunderstood! But if it was true, if it wa... ...—”yes. He has been rich and strong, and now he lives on alms: old, feeble, blind, and without companions, but for his daugh- ter. The Rajah Patalolo g... ...face. Now she goes uncovered, like our women do, for she is poor and he is blind, and nobody ever comes near them unless to ask for a charm or a bless... ... the Rajah Laut left another white man here in Sambir, the daughter of the blind Omar el Badavi has spoken to other ears than mine.” “Would a white ma...

... for Betsinda. ‘Come with me, you filthy hussy!’ and taking up the Queen’s poker, the cruel Gruffanuff drove Betsinda into her room. The Countess went... ...child. ‘No, you wicked beast!’ says Gruffanuff, driving her along with the poker—driving her down the cold stairs—driving her through the cold hall—fl... ...gh the Market-place, and down to the left, and over the bridge, and up the blind alley, and back again, and round by the Castle, and so along by the H... ...among them quite unaware of the havoc her beauty was causing, until an old blind Lord who had joined her party told her what the truth was; after whic... ...a suit of armour, which was not only embroidered all over with jewels, and blind- ing to your eyes to look at, but was water-proof, gun-proof, and swo...

...ll his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge. Even the blind men’s dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, w... ...s Eve, and then ran home to Camden Town as hard as he could pelt, to play at blindman’s buff. Scrooge took his melancholy dinner in his usual melan c... ...ire guards, old shoes, two fish baskets, washing stand on three legs, and a poker. Quite satisfied, he closed his door, and locked himself in; double... ...ired the Spirit. ‘Remember it.’ cried Scrooge with fervour; ‘I could walk it blindfold.’ ‘Strange to have forgotten it for so many years.’ Observed th... ...nt to them to re member upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.’ Bob’s voice was tremulous when he told them this, and tre... ...nts, and be the first to greet them. Here, again, were shadows on the window blind of guests assem bling; and there a group of handsome girls, all ho...

...aph. The affidavits read, Wilson, who, all the while, looked as stiff as a poker, solemnly drew forth the ship’s articles from their tin case. This do... ...ate dimensions, boarded over, and painted white. It is furnished also with blinds, but no sashes; indeed, were it not for the rustic thatch, it would ... ...d of, in the annals of his- tory.” In view of these things, who can remain blind to the fact that, so far as mere temporal felicity is concerned, the ...

...all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge. Even the blindmen’s dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, wo... ...s Eve, and then ran home to Camden Town as hard as he could pelt, to play at blindman’s buff. MARLEY’S GHOST 9 Scrooge took his melancholy dinner in ... ...ld fire guard, old shoes, two fish baskets, washing stand on three legs, and a poker. Quite satisfied, he closed his door, and locked himself in; double ... ...ired the Spirit. “Remember it!” cried Scrooge with fervour; “I could walk it blindfold.” “Strange to have forgotten it for so many years!” observed th... ...sant to them to remember upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.” Bob’s voice was tremulous when he told them this, and tre... ...unts, and be the first to greet them. Here, again, were shadows on the window blind of guests assembling; and there a group of handsome girls, all hood...

.......................................................................... 43 Blind Jack ................................................................... ...o Old Rhodes’ son didn’t have to pay me. And I sat on the witness stand as blind As lack the Fiddler, saying over and over, “l didn’t know him at all.... ...ever higher, the sun— light wooing Of lofty places of Thought, Forgive the blindness of the departed owl. 31 Edgar Lee Masters Dorcas Gustine I WA S ... ...ittle girl, who was sitting in the front seat— My little girl who was born blind! After that, all is blackness. Aner Clute OVER and over they used to ... ...filling my life with healing fragrance. But I tortured it, I poisoned it I blinded its eyes, and it became hatred— Deadly ivy instead of clematis. And... ... the rights of property, Although by lamp-light, for thirty years, In that poker room in the opera house. And I say to you that Life’s a gambler Head ...

...n and Norse, Let me have the song of the Kettle, And the tongs and the poker, instead of that horse That gallops away with such fury and force ... ...ext day They went and they built up another. —Some little I’ve seen of blind boisterous works In Paris and London, ‘mong Christians or Turks, ... ...id Strong hold on his affections, were to him A pleasurable feeling of blind love, The pleasure which there is in life itself. He had not pass... ...ht perhaps have been produc’d By that instinctive tenderness, the same Blind Spirit, which is in the blood of all, Or that a child, more than al...

...kes, is it? BLAYNE. No, it really is wanted. Anthony, you were the biggest poker-winner last week, and you’ve defrauded the tax- collector too long. S... ...T. G. (Aside.) I mustn’t let it drift back now. Trust a woman for being as blind as a bat when she won’t see. MRS. H. I’m waiting; or would you like m... ...my own. CAPT . G. (Aside.) Then Mafilin was right! They know, and we-we’re blind all of us. (Lightly.) ‘Getting a little beyond our depth, dear, aren’... ...le like us. CAPT . G. (Magisterially.) All people, not like ourselves, are blind idiots. 60 Rudyard Kipling MRS. G. (Wiping her eyes.) Do you think, ...

.... For, whereas he would, but a little while ago, have walked these streets blindly brooding, he now had eyes and thoughts for a new external world. Ho... ...that her silver tea-spoons were as large as her kitchen 42 Mugby Junction poker, and that the proportions of her watch exceeded those of her frying-p... ...her peaceful face as he apostro- phized her, “it is not much, Polly, for a blind and sinful man to invoke a blessing on something so far better than h...

...de by the pupils; even the deaf and dumb were drawing and reading, and the blind were, for the most part, set to perform on musical instruments, and g... ... deaf and dumb, for the poor fellows made noises so horrible, that even as blind beggars they could hardly get a livelihood in the musical way. 15 Th... ...s and helmets was a waste of metal:in the shape of piston-rods and furnace-pokers it is irresistible; and I think an allegory might be made showing ho... ... its charms; but I could not relish the Egyptian shampooing. A hideous old blind man (but very dexterous in his art) tried to break my back and disloc... ...s sit here permanently:old tattered hags with long veils, ragged children, blind old bearded beggars, who raise up a chorus of prayers for money, hold...

...s, half devoured. At her right hand sat Ignorance, her father and husband, blind with age; at her left, Pride, her mother, dressing her up in the scra... ...A statue may put on a frown, And cheat us with a thinking face. Others are blindly led away, And made to act for ends unknown, By the mere spring of w... ...gown of forty four; Imaginary charms can find, In eyes with reading almost blind; Cadenus now no more appears Declined in health, advanced in years. S... ...f the Books and Other Short Pieces – Swift 62 No bloom of youth can ever blind The cracks and wrinkles of your mind; All men of sense will pass your... ...God of Earth delights. First, nine ways looking, let her stand With an old poker in her hand; Let her describe a circle round In Saunder’s cellar on t... ...conceals, And yet through every motion steals. Say, Stella, was Prometheus blind, And forming you, mistook your kind? No; ’twas for you alone he stole...