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Updated: May 13, 2025
'We haven't met of late years so often as we used to do changes are taking place in the family it's desirable that I should stand as well with them, in point of dignity, as possible the whispering about of this here tale will anger him it's good to have confidences with a gentleman of his natur', and set one's-self right besides. Halloa there! Hugh Hugh. Hal-loa!
'The old gentleman claps the telescope to his eye, looks all round, sees nobody else in sight, stares at Tom again, and cries out very loud: "Hal-loa!" "Halloa, Sir," says Tom from the ladder; "and halloa again, if you come to that." "Here's an extraordinary fulfilment," says the old gentleman, "of a prediction of the planets." "Is there?" says Tom. "I'm very glad to hear it."
What's the matter here! Hal-loa! The speaker who made the locksmith start as if he had been some supernatural agent was a large raven, who had perched upon the top of the easy-chair, unseen by him and Edward, and listened with a polite attention and a most extraordinary appearance of comprehending every word, to all they had said up to this point; turning his head from one to the other, as if his office were to judge between them, and it were of the very last importance that he should not lose a word.
It was therefore with some sinking of the spirit that her husband beheld her thus heroically attired, putting down her candle in the little hall, and coming down the doorsteps through the little front court to open the gate for him. Something had gone wrong with the house-door, for R. Wilfer stopped on the steps, staring at it, and cried: 'Hal-loa?
Lastly, from her pocket, and from the chimney-piece, and from an inverted basin on the highest shelf she brought halfpence, a few sixpences, fewer shillings, and fell to laboriously and noiselessly counting them, and setting aside one little heap. She was still so engaged, when she was startled by: 'Hal-loa! From her brother, sitting up in bed. 'You made me jump, Charley. 'Jump!
It's too good for me. The Blind Girl rested from her work, and laughed with delight. 'Too good, father! What can be too good for you? 'I'm half-ashamed to wear it though, said Caleb, watching the effect of what he said, upon her brightening face; 'upon my word! When I hear the boys and people say behind me, "Hal-loa! Here's a swell!" I don't know which way to look.
'I never, towelling at himself as if he were his bitterest enemy, 'saw such a girl as you are. What IS the move, Liz? 'Are you almost ready for breakfast, Charley? 'You can pour it out. Hal-loa! I say? And a bundle? 'And a bundle, Charley. 'You don't mean it's for me, too? 'Yes, Charley; I do; indeed.
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