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He slept through a troubled and unrestful hour, then unconsciousness began to shred away, and presently he rose drowsily to a sitting posture.
And she began thinking over other children she knew, who might do very well as pigs, and was just saying to herself, `if one only knew the right way to change them--' when she was a little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off.
HE was sitting on a log; he sniffed the air, and kept glancing uneasily round the wood.
Well, shall we join and disappoint them of half their lecture upon sitting down out of doors at this time of year, by being up before they can begin?
The children, however, were sitting outside the forest, and when they saw from afar the three servants running, Lina said to Fundevogel: 'Never leave me, and I will never leave you.
It had been made into a separate apartment by a glass partition, and here they found Watson sitting back in a chair, reading The Sportsman.
Natasha wept, sitting on the blue-striped feather bed and hugging her friend.
I put him down for one of your garrulous fellows who try to lure strangers into talk, but next day, when we found him sitting on the Story-seat itself, I had a longer scrutiny of him.
The night- clerk was there, behind the desk, sitting in the dim light of another tallow candle--just sitting and staring.
And an old man was sitting on it--a bent old man with long, snow-white hair and beautiful sad blue eyes.
The second reading confirmed her in a resolution which she had privately taken, while she had been sitting by Anne on the sofa--a resolution destined to lead to far more serious results in the future than any previsions of hers could anticipate.
On the second morning after the departure of Nicholas for Yorkshire, Kate Nickleby sat in a very faded chair raised upon a very dusty throne in Miss La Creevy's room, giving that lady a sitting for the portrait upon which she was engaged; and towards the full perfection of which, Miss La Creevy had had the street-door case brought upstairs, in order that she might be the better able to infuse into the counterfeit countenance of Miss Nickleby, a bright salmon flesh- tint which she had originally hit upon while executing the miniature of a young officer therein contained, and which bright salmon flesh- tint was considered, by Miss La Creevy's chief friends and patrons, to be quite a novelty in art: as indeed it was.
She was lately, it is said, sitting on her throne--which is not very amusing after all--when she began humming an old tune, and it was just, 'Oh, why should I not be married?
So young a child,' said the gentleman sitting opposite to her
When Stepan Arkadyevitch had disappeared, she went back to the sofa where she had been sitting, surrounded by the children.