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Updated: June 26, 2025
The front door was open, and the kitchen door was open, and in a position between the two, against the umbrella-stand, was something worse than ever I had expected. I picked that hat up just as it was, with the walnuts inside it, and placed it on the dining-room table. Then I called to Eliza to come down-stairs. "What is it?" she asked, as she entered the dining-room. I pointed to the hat.
O you who lisp, and amble, and change the fashion of your countenances you who conceal all these, how little do you think that you left a proof of your weakness in our umbrella-stand that even now, as you shake out the folds to meet the thickening snow, we read in its ivory handle the outward and visible sign of your snobbery, or from the exposed gingham of its cover detect, through coat and waistcoat, the hidden hypocrisy of the "dickey"! But alas! even the umbrella is no certain criterion.
Before him, as he lingered at the door, vaguely disclosed by a wan illumination penetrating a dusty and begrimed fan-light, a broad hall stretched indefinitely towards the rear of the building, losing itself in blackness beyond the foot of a flight of stairs. Save for a few articles of furniture, a hall table, an umbrella-stand, a tall dumb clock flanked by high-backed chairs, it was empty.
Here one sees the inside of a piano and a few twisted strings, and there a metal umbrella-stand. I saw one wrought-iron sign hanging from the falling walls of an inn. Mr.
Oldrieve's drawing-room, he made such unearthly and terrific noises that Mrs. Oldrieve grew pale and Zora politely but firmly took it from his hands and deposited it in the umbrella-stand in the hall. "I hope you don't mind," she said. "Oh, dear, no," said Septimus mildly. "I could never make out why anybody liked it."
Mr Sudberry seized the letters and let them fall, picked them up in haste, thrust them confusedly into his pocket, and rushed from the room, knocking over the umbrella-stand in his exit. The sensation left in the office was that of a dead calm after a sharp squall. The small clerk breathed freely, and felt that his life was safe for that day.
His jaunty frock-coat fitted him to perfection; not a hair of his head was out of place; his waistcoat and trousers were glossy and new, and his umbrella, which stood in the umbrella-stand in the corner, was tight, and neat, and small, and natty. "Well, John, you've become quite a great man," said his brother.
Costell had only to look at a plant, and it breaks out blossoming," Peter replied. "What a nice speech," said Leonore. "It's on a nice subject," Peter told her. "When you have that, it's very easy to make a nice speech." "I want to meet Mrs. Costell. I've heard all about her." The second point of interest concerned the contents of what had evidently been planned as an umbrella-stand.
The Mole's cap was missing from its accustomed peg. His goloshes, which always lay by the umbrella-stand, were also gone. The Rat left the house, and carefully examined the muddy surface of the ground outside, hoping to find the Mole's tracks. There they were, sure enough. The goloshes were new, just bought for the winter, and the pimples on their soles were fresh and sharp.
He stepped cautiously into the passage with a poker in his hand. My heart sank within me. Just at that moment a cat darted across the passage with its back and tail up, and its eyes glaring. Edwards flung the poker at it, missed the cat, and knocked over an old tin umbrella-stand, with which the poker made a hideous clatter on the stone floor of the passage. "Ha! you brute!
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