| 1928 - 872 trang
...Ah Wong. "Put dem here," said the Skipper. "An' a corkscrew." It was done. " Now you can go to bed." He then locked the door, put the key in his pocket, and turned to me. " Now ! " he said drawing up a chair, " when people is so dam clever like you are it... | |
| William Carleton - 1852 - 992 trang
...in cold and darkness, as if he were some noxious animal, whom it would be dangerous to set at large. He then locked the door, put the key in his pocket, and went to acquaint the baronet with the success of his mission. The latter, on understanding from Gillespie... | |
| William Carleton - 1858 - 502 trang
...in cold and darkness, as if he were some noxious animal, whom it would be dangerous to set at large. He then locked the door, put the key in his pocket, and went to acquaint the baronet with the success of his mission. The latter, on understanding from Gillespie... | |
| Luise Mühlbach - 1868 - 282 trang
...but come down to supper," crisd Eliza, hastening down-stairs with the agility of a bird. Rhröpfel looked after her, shaking his head ; he then locked...while he was going slowly and stiffly down-stairs. Schröpfe! kept his word. Weary and exhausted as he was, he waited until all the inmates of the house... | |
| Arthur Lillie - 1894 - 194 trang
...to see what had taken place during our absence. Dr. S. heard loud raps on the footboard of the bed. He then locked the door, put the key in his pocket, and left the room vacant for a time. We went to dinner, and during our meal the large dining-table, covered... | |
| Arthur Lillie - 1894 - 192 trang
...to see what had taken place during our absence. Dr. S. heard loud raps on the footboard of the bed. He then locked the door, put the key in his pocket, and left the room vacant for a time. We went to dinner, and during our meal the large dining-table, covered... | |
| Luise Mühlbach - 1906 - 528 trang
...repose. As it is your father's will, I will go down-stairs, take supper, and afterward go to bed in ray chamber. If any thing happens, I shall wash my hands...while he was going slowly and stiffly down-stairs. Scbropfel kept his word. Weary and exhausted as he was, he waited until all the inmates of the house... | |
| Arthur Conan Doyle - 2007 - 353 trang
...to see what had taken place during our absence. Dr. S. heard loud raps on the footboard of the bed. He then locked the door, put the key in his pocket, and left the room vacant for a time. We went to dinner, and during our meal the large diningtable, covered... | |
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