Inspirasi Kediri Bertutur

                                  • At this, we all fell a-crying together. I think I was the loudest of the party, but I am sure we were all sincere about it. I was quite heart-broken myself, and am afraid that in the first transports of wounded tenderness I called Peggotty a 'Beast'. That honest creature was in deep affliction, I remember, and must have become quite buttonless on the occasion; for a little volley of those explosives went off, when, after having made it up with my mother, she kneeled down by the elbow-chair, and made it up with me.
                                    I really thought she was, she had been so short with me; but I was quite mistaken: for she laid aside her work (which was a stocking of her own), and opening her arms wide, took my curly head within them, and gave it a good squeeze. I know it was a good squeeze, because, being very plump, whenever she made any little exertion after she was dressed, some of the buttons on the back of her gown flew off. And I recollect two bursting to the opposite side of the parlour, while she was hugging me.

                                                                    • Chapter 12
                                                                      I felt ashamed to let him take my hand, but I did not know yet what else to do.
                                                                      Oh that yon glittering canopy of light
                                                                      The drink came and the guard thrust it into his hand so that some of it slopped on to the carpet. "Thank you, Wint," said Bond. He took a deep swallow. It was strong and good. He took another. Then he put the glass down on the floor beside him.
                                                                      "No thank you, Honey. I'll be all right."


                                                                      Although I was deeply interested in this dialogue, I could not help observing my aunt, Mr. Dick, and Janet, while it was in progress, and completing a survey I had already been engaged in making of the room.
                                                                      Next came, in the year 1840, The Fatal Vow; a Tragedy in Three Acts; on the title-page of which is found a dedication—‘To Jane Tucker; the Mother who in the bloom of youth and beauty devoted herself to her children, and whose tender care can never by them be repaid.’ The play was written in less than two months; its scene being laid in Arabia, while the characters are of Arabian nationality. It is an ambitious and spirited effort for a girl under twenty.
                                                                      He turned towards Bond. 'Do you like cats?' His gaze was flat, incurious.
                                                                      'He was very generous and noble to me in those days, I assure you, ma'am,' said I, 'and I stood in need of such a friend. I should have been quite crushed without him.'
                                                                      The Bertrams, 1859 400 0 0

                                                                                                      • Castle Richmond, 1860 600 0 0

                                                                                                                                        • 'Trotwood, there is something that I want to ask you, and that I may not have another opportunity of asking for a long time, perhaps - something I would ask, I think, of no one else. Have you observed any gradual alteration in Papa?'

                                                                                                                                                                          •   “.Bueno!” he shouted. “.ándale pues, a más aventuras!” Excellent! On to more adventures!

                                                                                                                                                                                                            • He had hoarded, all these years, I found, to good purpose. His property in money amounted to nearly three thousand pounds. Of this he bequeathed the interest of one thousand to Mr. Peggotty for his life; on his decease, the principal to be equally divided between Peggotty, little Emily, and me, or the survivor or survivors of us, share and share alike. All the rest he died possessed of, he bequeathed to Peggotty; whom he left residuary legatee, and sole executrix of that his last will and testament.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              • And now the book back into the hip-pocket.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                • WESTSIDER PINCHAS ZUKERMAN