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I'm not going to have them round in my bread-trough!" "She isn't. She's at one of the hotels on the hill." "Very well, let her stay there, then. They can manage their love-affairs in their own way. The only one I care the least for is the boy." "Yes, it is forlorn for him. But he likes Mr. Kenby, and No, it's horrid, and you can't make it anything else!" "Well, I'm not trying to."
The most of the company silently acquiesced, or at least were silent, but one of them made the speaker observe that he had not told them what this innumerable unreasoning multitude had read before the present plague of handsome, empty, foolish duodecimos had infested everybody's bread-trough.
Back at the far side of the room, a young man was eating his supper at the table, alone; and under the table, on the floor, the enormous family bread-trough was unwontedly filled with the sewing-woman's child, which had with superhuman efforts crawled into it, and lay kicking and crowing in delight at its new cradle. Fleda did not know how to enter upon her business.
The cruller were all done at last; the great bread-trough was filled and set away; the remnant of the fat was carefully disposed of, and aunt Miriam's handmaid was called in to "take the watch." She herself and her visitor adjourned to the sitting-room. "Well," said Fleda, in a tone again steady and clear, "I must go home to see about getting up a dinner.
The popular novel and the popular play were so entirely of one fibre and texture, and so easily convertible, that a new novel was scarcely in every one's bread-trough before it was on the boards of all the theatres.
To the right of the fire-place was the stone sink, with shelves above it on which was a brilliant array of polished copper and tin pots and pans. To the left was the covered bread-trough, above which hung the large salt and flour boxes and the grated bread-closet this last looking like a child's crib gone wrong all of dark wood ornamented with carving and with locks and hinges of polished iron.
One day Odalie was startled by seeing Fifine, seated on the threshold, persistently wreathing her countenance into a grimace, which, despite the infantile softness of her face and the harsh savagery of the one she imitated, was so singularly recognizable that the mother took her hands from the bread-trough where she was mixing the pounded corn meal and went near to hear what the child was saying:
Near the bread-trough was hung a long-armed steel-balance with a brass dish suspended by brass chains, all brilliant from scouring with soap and sand; an ancient fowling-piece rested in wooden crutches driven between the stones on one side of the clock, and on the other side was hung a glittering copper warming-pan a necessary comfort here of cold nights in fireless rooms.
I'm not going to have them round in my bread-trough!" "She isn't. She's at one of the hotels on the hill." "Very well, let her stay there, then. They can manage their love-affairs in their own way. The only one I care the least for is the boy." "Yes, it is forlorn for him. But he likes Mr. Kenby, and No, it's horrid, and you can't make it anything else!" "Well, I'm not trying to."
The bread-trough and dresser-shelves were scoured almost to the whiteness of a napkin, and the rows of pewter-plates upon the latter flashed like silver sconces. To Gilbert's eyes, indeed, the effect was sometimes painful. He would have been satisfied with less laborious order, a less eager and unwearied thrift.
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