refuse-yard

Updated: June 21, 2025

That pan was David Grieve's dearest possession, and those reflections, so magical, and so alive, had contrived for him many a half-hour of almost breathless pleasure. He had carried it off from the refuse-yard of a foundry in the valley, where he had a friend in one of the apprentices.

Mrs. Humphry Ward - The History of David Grieve