where could you go, you see?”“I must trust to chance, Mr. Varden.”“A bad thing to trust to, Joe. I don’t like it. I always tell my girl when we talk about a husband for her, never to trust to chance, but

CHAPTER THE THIRDSUCHwere the locksmith’s thoughts when first seated in the snug corner, and slowly recovering from a pleasant defect of vision— pleasant, because occasioned by the wind blowing in his

“In proof of it, lay this to heart—that you were never in such peril of your life as you have been within these few moments; when you are within five minutes of breathing your last, you will not be nearer

The person whom the traveller had so abruptly encountered was of this kind, bluff, hale, hearty, and in a green old age: at peace with himself, and evidently disposed to be so with all the world. Although

Sharp flints and stones rolled from under his hoofs continually; the rider could scarcely see beyond the animal’s head, or further on either side than his own arm would have extended. At that time, too,

CHAPTER THE SECOND“A STRANGEstory!” said the man who had been the cause of the narration. — “Stranger still if it comes about as you predict. Is that all?”A question so unexpected nettled Solomon Daisy

Thinking on in this way, I began to think of the old gentleman who was just dead, and I could have sworn, as I looked up the dark chancel, that I saw him in his usual place, wrapping his shroud about him

Solomon therefore turned to his old companions, whose noses were brightly illuminated by the deep red glow from the bowls of their pipes; assured, by long experience, of their attention, and resolved to

Therefore if it’s becoming and godly and righteous in the young princes (as it is at their ages) that they should be boys, they are and must be boys, and cannot by possibility be anything else.”This

“Silence sir!” returned his father, “what do you mean by talking, when you see people that are more than two or three times your age, sitting still and silent and not dreaming of saying a word?”“Why that’s

“And that fifteen or twenty years ago stood in a park five times as broad, which with other and richer property has bit by bit changed hands and dwindled away—more’s the pity!” pursued the young man.“Maybe,”

Finding that his look was not returned, or indeed observed by the person to whom it was addressed, John gradually concentrated the whole power of his eyes into one focus, and brought it to bear upon the

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