| Ellen Pickering - 1841 - 304 pages
...both had died away in the distance, then turning a slow and mournful look round his desolate chamber, he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. She who had come to cheer and to save him was gone ! The hope — the brightness — the sunshine of... | |
| Elizabeth Missing Sewell - 1847 - 338 pages
...spoke, Mr. Sutherland's face became rigid in the effort to retain self-command ; but when she paused he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. Margaret could not be aware of the impression in his mind that the final step had been taken, and that... | |
| Anna Maria Hall - 1848 - 184 pages
...father's ! — his mother's ! For the first time of his speaking these words they were turned from him : he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. " My own Harold," said Mrs Hayward, " that may be yet ! " " No," replied his father. " Oh no ! he must... | |
| Timothy Shay Arthur - 1853 - 238 pages
...you — you, her son. Do not refuse to see her ; but go, in the name of humanity." "Let me think a moment," replied Oliver, with a bewildered look and...he said, looking up, " that I will be there." Mr. Hallam withdrew and informed the messenger that Mr. Oliver would attend to the request she had brought.... | |
| Maria Jane M'Intosh - 1853 - 328 pages
..." Forgive me!" he was folded to his brother's heart. As the arm that held him there was withdrawn, he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands, while his chest heaved with deep-drawn sobs. Robert Grahame's hand rested kindly on his brother's shoulder.... | |
| Elizabeth Missing Sewell - 1858 - 670 pages
...spoke, Mr. Sutherland's face became rigid in the effort to retain self-command ; but when she paused he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. Margaret could not be aware of the impression in his mind that the final step had been taken, and that... | |
| Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1860 - 672 pages
...murdered my uncle !:> The vehemence of this accusation fell like a lightning stroke on Richtn Price. He sank into a chair and covered his face with his hands. ¿ moment after he raised his hand and stammered with white lips: "I deny his murder — he — is... | |
| William Makepeace Thackeray - 1887 - 720 pages
...great trouble. You and I are alone in the world : share the trouble with me.' Sir Andrew groaned as he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. ' Sad trouble, Olivia, but no one can help me ; my own weakness and folly have brought me to dishonour.'... | |
| 1869 - 508 pages
...consistent with inward calmness. "My God ! " cried Mr. Greatorex, from between his quivering lips, as he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. But the sacred word was not spoken in irreverence; no, nor in surprise; rather, as it seemed, in the... | |
| Ellen Wood - 1869 - 332 pages
...consistent with inward calmness. " My God !" cried Mr. Greatorex, from between his quivering lips, as he sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands. But the sacred word was not spoken in irreverence ; no, nor in surprise ; rather, as it seemed, in... | |
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