Vanity Fair: A Novel Without a Hero, 1. sējumsBernh. Tauchnitz Jun., 1848 - 332 lappuses Chronicles the exploits of Becky Sharp, an unscrupulous young woman who is determined to achieve wealth and social success. |
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... lord mayor's Worthy Miss Pinkerton , although she ball she knew she was to go . And when at had a Roman nose and a turban ... Sir Pitt Crawley's family was in want of a governess , she actually recommended Miss Sharp for the situation ...
... lord mayor's Worthy Miss Pinkerton , although she ball she knew she was to go . And when at had a Roman nose and a turban ... Sir Pitt Crawley's family was in want of a governess , she actually recommended Miss Sharp for the situation ...
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... Sir Pitt Crawley would say with perfect justice in his elegant way , " Rotten ! be hanged - it produces me a good fifteen hundred a year . " Sir Pitt Crawley ( named after the great commoner ) , was the son of Walpole Craw- ley , first ...
... Sir Pitt Crawley would say with perfect justice in his elegant way , " Rotten ! be hanged - it produces me a good fifteen hundred a year . " Sir Pitt Crawley ( named after the great commoner ) , was the son of Walpole Craw- ley , first ...
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... Sir Pitt's mansion were closed - those of the dining - room were partially open , and the blinds neatly covered up in old newspapers . John , the groom , who had driven the car - behind the carpet : the chairs are turned up riage alone ...
... Sir Pitt's mansion were closed - those of the dining - room were partially open , and the blinds neatly covered up in old newspapers . John , the groom , who had driven the car - behind the carpet : the chairs are turned up riage alone ...
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... Sir Pitt Crawley , young woman , " said Mrs. Tinker , surlily ; " because he looks to his farthings . You'll know him better afore long . " " And like me none the worse , Miss Sharp , " said the old gentleman , with an air almost of ...
... Sir Pitt Crawley , young woman , " said Mrs. Tinker , surlily ; " because he looks to his farthings . You'll know him better afore long . " " And like me none the worse , Miss Sharp , " said the old gentleman , with an air almost of ...
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... Sir Pitt Crawley . " " So it is , Joe , " cried the baronet , approv- ingly ; and I'd like to see the man can do me . 29 So should oi , said Joe , grinning sulkily , and mounting the baronet's baggage on the roof of the coach ...
... Sir Pitt Crawley . " " So it is , Joe , " cried the baronet , approv- ingly ; and I'd like to see the man can do me . 29 So should oi , said Joe , grinning sulkily , and mounting the baronet's baggage on the roof of the coach ...
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73. lappuse - I'll make you a zettlement. I'll do everything reglar. Look year!" and the old man fell down on his knees and leered at her like a satyr. Rebecca started back a picture of consternation. In the course of this history we have never seen her lose her presence of mind ; but she did now, and wept some of the most genuine tears that ever fell from her eyes. "Oh, Sir Pitt!" she said. "Oh, sir I I'm married already.
243. lappuse - Becky's former acquaintances hated and envied her: the poor woman herself was yawning in spirit. "I wish I were out of it,
330. lappuse - The vessel is in port. He has got the prize he has been trying for all his life. The bird has come in at last. There it is with its head on his shoulder, billing and cooing close up to his heart, with soft outstretched fluttering wings. This is what he has asked for every day and hour for eighteen years. This is what he pined after. Here it is the summit, the end the last page of the third volume. Good-bye, colonel God bless you, honest William ! Farewell, dear Amelia Grow green...
254. lappuse - Moss's establishment once or twice before. We have not thought it necessary in the previous course of this narrative to mention these trivial little domestic incidents...
328. lappuse - The more he thought of this long passage of his life, the more clearly he saw his deception. " I'll go into harness again," he said, " and do my duty in that state of life in which it has pleased Heaven to place me. I will see that the buttons of the recruits are properly bright, and that the sergeants make no mistakes in their accounts. I will dine at mess, and listen to the Scotch surgeon telling his stories. When I am old and broken, I will go on half-pay, and my old sisters shall scold me. I...
291. lappuse - I believe. The death of a child occasions a passion of grief and frantic tears, such as your end, brother reader, will never inspire. The death of an infant which scarce knew you, which a week's absence from you would have caused to forget you, will strike you down more than the loss of your closest friend, or your first-born son a man grown like yourself, with children of his own.
323. lappuse - I know what your heart is capable of : it can cling faithfully to a recollection, and cherish a fancy; but it can't feel such an attachment as mine deserves to mate with, and such as I would have won from a woman more generous than you. No, you are not worthy of the love which I have devoted to you. I knew all along that the prize I had set my life on was not worth the winning; that I was a fool, with fond fancies, too, bartering away my all of truth and ardour against your little feeble remnant...
59. lappuse - This young person (perhaps it was very imprudent In her parents to encourage her, and abet her in such idolatry and silly romantic ideas) loved, with all her heart, the young officer in his Majesty's service with whom we have made a brief acquaintance. She thought about him the very first moment on waking ; and his was the very last name mentioned in her prayers. She never had seen a man so beautiful or so clever: such a figure on horseback: such a dancer: such a hero in general.
216. lappuse - Chawls his notions about you over their pipes and pewter beer-pots. Some people ought to have mutes for servants in Vanity Fair mutes who could not write. If you are guilty, tremble. That fellow behind your chair may be a Janissary with a bow-string in his plush breeches pocket. If you are not guilty, have a care of appearances : which are as ruinous as guilt. "Was Rebecca guilty or not ? " the Vehmgericht of the servants' hall had pronounced against her.
13. lappuse - By the side of many tall and bouncing young ladies in the establishment, Rebecca Sharp looked like a child. But she had the dismal precocity of poverty. Many a dun had she talked to, and turned away from her father's door ; many a tradesman had she coaxed and wheedled into good-humour, and into the granting of one meal more.