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Updated: May 24, 2025
Standing with his hands in his pockets, looking out over the snowy roofs of the city, he recalled all the merry Christmas days at home, since the first time he and Flip had hung up their stockings beside their grandfather's wide chimney-seat. This was the first time he had ever missed following the old custom.
I told him 'twas barely decent in a' old man to come so oversoon; but words be wind." "Klk! I wasn't going to bide waiting about, till half the game was over! I'm as light as a kite when anything's going on!" crowed Grandfer Cantle from the chimney-seat. Fairway had meanwhile concluded a critical gaze at Yeobright.
Nevertheless he drew Nick quickly in, and kissed him thrice; and after he had kissed him kept fast hold of his hand until they came together through the hall into the great room where Cicely was sitting quite dismally in the chimney-seat alone. "There, Nick," said he; "tell her thyself that thou hast come back.
He sat at evening in the chimney-seat, smoking, always pleasant and cheerful, not for a moment thinking he was unhappy. It had all taken place in his subconsciousness. But his eyebrows and eyelids were lifted in a kind of vacancy, his blue eyes were round and somehow finished, though he was so gentle and vigorous in body. But the very quick of him was killed.
Although her body sat so stiff and awkward in the chimney-seat, her spirit, inspired with the grace of love, was dancing with Manetho's. But the body kept its place, knowing that erelong he too must come to rest. In the light of a vivid recollection, the long tract between fades and foreshortens, till only the Then and the Now are notable.
On Christmas eve man a child's sock or stocking was hung no one knew when or by whom around the shadowy chimney-seat of her room; and every Christmas morning the little negros from the cabins knew to whom each of these belonged.
She was sitting in the chimney-seat, and shielding her face from the blaze with an old-fashioned feather hand-screen. "Now don't you think we have a lovely little home?" she demanded. Mrs. Munger began to break out in its praise, but she shook the screen silencingly at her. "No, no! I want Miss Kilburn's unbiassed opinion. Don't you speak, Mrs. Munger! Now haven't we?" Mrs.
One night, while they were sitting all together by the fire, Nick and Cicely snug in the chimney-seat, Carew spoke up suddenly out of a little silence which had fallen upon them all. "Nick," said he, quite softly, with a look on his face as if he were thinking of other things, "I wonder if thou couldst play?" "What, sir?" asked Nick; "a game?" and made the bellows whistle in his mouth.
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