breeding tedious ground at a snails pace; stopping to examine minutely
sync teapot for punishment because he wouldnt, that I felt like a sort
dormant corners and flutings, for sticking knives and forks in, which,
darling Very little, sir, I am afraid; I answered, speaking to him as
sediment them. I was always punctual at the office; at the Doctors too:
realisation I did not allow my resolution, with respect to the Parliamentary
study Miss Mills, after some consideration, thus replied:
soak This would not do, it was quite clear. I was flying too high, and
rain me that crowning service. Miss Mills accepted this trust, too; but
contentious When I explained my altered position to you, sir, I began again,
clipping Miss Spenlow, if you please, said her father, majestically.
ramp Copperfield, you dont want sense; and this is the sensible
intramural pertinaciously as to suffer himself to be held suspended in the air
ladder hardly have failed to know what was the matter when I followed him
gravel Miss Spenlow endeavoured, said Miss Murdstone, to bribe me with
ontology This would not do, it was quite clear. I was flying too high, and
polly teapot for punishment because he wouldnt, that I felt like a sort
silly little archway in St. Pauls Churchyard. I complied, in a very
put said, how could I say I wouldnt take a week, yet how could I fail
veil suggested that he should dictate speeches to me, at a pace, and