...with lowering and contracted brows from the dark end of the room. " Take heed, Oliver ! take heed !" said the old man, shaking his right hand before him...quail to think of. The terrible descriptions were so vivid and real, that the sallow pages seemed to turn red with gore, and the words upon them to be sounded...

...and then, with a heavy sigh, snuffed the candle, and, taking up the book which the Jew had left witli him, began to read. He turned over the leaves carelessly...quail to think of. The terrible descriptions were so vivid and real, that the sallow pages seemed to turn red with gore, and the words upon them to be sounded...

...at dead ofnight, had been tempted and led on by their own bad thoughts to such dreadful bloodshed as made the flesh creep and the limbs quail to think of. The terrible descriptions were so vivid and real, that the sallow pages seemed V) turn red with gore, and the words upon them to be sounded...

...their beds at dead of night, had been tempted and led on by their own had thoughts to such dieadful bloodshed as it made the flesh creep and the limbs...sounded in his ears as if they were whispered in hollow ninrmurs by the spirits of the dead. In a paroxysm of fear the boy closed the book and thrust it from...

...men who, lying in their beds at dead of night, had been tempted and led on by their own bad draughts to such dreadful bloodshed as it made the flesh creep...quail to think of. The terrible descriptions were so vivid and real, that the sallow pages seemed to turn red w'ith gore, and the words upon them to be...

...Here, too, he read of men who, lying in their beds at dead of night, had been tempted (as they said) and led on, by their own bad thoughts, to such dreadful...creep, and the limbs quail, to think of. The terrible deacriptions were so real and vivid, that the sallow pages seemed to turn red with gore ; and the words...

...Here, too, he read of men who, lying in their beds at dead of night, had been tempted (so they said) and led on, by their own bad thoughts, to such dreadful...made the flesh creep and the limbs quail to think of. Tho terrible descriptions were so real and vivid, that the sallow pages seemed to turn red with gore,...

...Here, too, he read of men who, lying in their beds at dead of night, had been tempted (so they said) and led on, by their own bad thoughts, to such dreadful...so real and vivid, that the sallow pages seemed to rum red with gore ; and the words upon them, to be sounded in his ears, as if they were whispered,...

...Here, too, he read of men who* lying in their beds at dead of night, had been tempted (so they said) and led on, by their own bad thoughts, to such dreadful...whispered in hollow murmurs by the spirits of the dead."1 This is obviously not the sort of literature to encourage enterprise in crime. Had Fagin been...

...history of the lives and trials of great criminals; and the pages were soiled and thumbed with use. . . . The terrible descriptions were so real and vivid,...whispered, in hollow murmurs, by the spirits of the dead." Thackeray's "Catherine" is simply an extended and imaginative criminal chronicle based in its facts...