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Everything was in its place, not a scrap of paper littered the floor, not a cupboard or drawer was left open. The curtains were drawn aside, and through the open window the fresh morning air was streaming in. Facing the window, and well into the centre of the room, stood a ponderous business-like desk, which looked as if it had seen much service.
Then she had large cupboards in her bedroom and spare rooms full to overflowing of mouldy clothes, but there was positively not another cupboard in the house that Diva knew of, and she crushed her temples in her hands in the attempt to locate the hiding-place of the hoard.
I was frightened Nonna popped him in the cupboard how he got out, how you found him there, I know not. But he has done me no harm nor you neither, Porfirio. That I swear before the saints in Heaven." The doctor glared at her then took her by the wrist. "Lies, lies, woman!" he said furiously. "He convicts you himself. He came out of the cupboard of his own act."
At one glance every detail of the sordid surroundings seemed to be stamped upon Elizabeth's brain; the low bed in the corner under the sloping roof, where the old man lay, covered by a ragged quilt, the rusty fireless stove, with the water falling drip, drip upon it from the melting snow on the sagging roof, the old cupboard with its cracked dishes and its smell of moldy bread.
What could the Skipper see to interest him in the corner cupboard? Something, certainly! For now he was opening the cupboard, quietly, as if he knew all about it and was looking for something that he knew to be there. "Ah!" said the Skipper; and he drew a long breath, as of relief. "True, the words!
It was a great discovery for the three mice, and they ate heartily until the last crumb had disappeared. "This is better than a cupboard or a pantry," said Dock, when they had finished their supper, "and I should n't be surprised if there were plenty more good things around if we only hunt for them."
I suppose" a hint of the Latin Quarter element in her asserting itself "I suppose you think no one good enough to marry into your precious family!" Catherine paused on her way to the cupboard, a pile of fine linen pillowslips in her hands. "Yes," she said quietly. "It is I who have separated you spoilt your happiness, if you like. And I am glad of it.
It gives you the cold shivers down your back when you daren't look round to see if you're being followed." Sir Henry groped in the cupboard of his desk, and produced a bottle of whisky and a syphon of soda water. His visitor nodded approvingly. "I've touched nothing until I've reached what I consider sanctuary," he observed. "My nerves have gone rotten for the first time in my life.
She was a good woman, John's wife, kind-hearted and thoughtful; she must have guessed how badly he needed socks and mittens now that Martha was no longer there to make them for him. He started for the cupboard, a pie in one hand, a loaf of bread in the other, then stopped in the middle of the room and eyed them meditatively. What was it Martha used to say?
He hadn't got any further than a b-ish sound, when the handle of the door began to twist and rattle. He sprang from the bed, and for an instant stood looking exactly like a picture my Aunt Agatha has in her dining-room The Stag at Bay Landseer. Then he made a dive for the cupboard and was inside it before one really got on to it that he had started leaping.
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