Jo gave a despairing groan, and Meg laughed outright, while Beth let her bread
burn as she watched the fun with interest.
Shimerda understand the friendly intention of our visit, and the Bohemian woman handled the loaves of bread
and even smelled them, and examined the pies with lively curiosity, exclaiming, `Much good, much thank
And, finally, her great life-trial seems to be, that, after sixty years of idleness, she finds it convenient to earn comfortable bread
by setting up a shop in a small way.
He told how he had begun life an orphan lad without money and without friends able to help him; how he had lived as the slaves of the meanest master lived; how his day's work was from sixteen to eighteen hours long, and yielded him only enough black bread
to keep him in a half-fed condition; how his faithful endeavors finally attracted the attention of a good blacksmith, who came near knocking him dead with kindness by suddenly offering, when he was totally unprepared, to take him as his bound apprentice for nine years and give him board and clothes and teach him the trade -- or "mystery" as Dowley called it.
Well, then I happened to think how they always put quicksilver in loaves of bread
and float them off, because they always go right to the drownded carcass and stop there.
Yes, and they take loaves of bread
and put quicksilver in 'em and set 'em afloat, and wherever there's anybody that's drownded, they'll float right there and stop.
She had bread
for the hungry, clothes for the naked, and comfort for every mourner that came within her reach.
Many a time I have shared between two claimants the precious morsel of brown bread
distributed at tea-time; and after relinquishing to a third half the contents of my mug of coffee, I have swallowed the remainder with an accompaniment of secret tears, forced from me by the exigency of hunger.
Haggard Saint Antoine had had only one exultant week, in which to soften his modicum of hard and bitter bread
to such extent as he could, with the relish of fraternal embraces and congratulations, when Madame Defarge sat at her counter, as usual, presiding over the customers.
I stole some bread
, some rind of cheese, about half a jar of mincemeat (which I tied up in my pocket-handkerchief with my last night's slice), some brandy from a stone bottle (which I decanted into a glass bottle I had secretly used for making that intoxicating fluid, Spanish-liquorice-water, up in my room: diluting the stone bottle from a jug in the kitchen cupboard), a meat bone with very little on it, and a beautiful round compact pork pie.
And, instead of trying the other dishes, all she did was to put every now and then a crumb, of bread
into her mouth, that would not have made a meal for a sparrow.
Before starting their mother gave them each a loaf of bread
and her blessing, and having taken a tender farewell of her and their father the three set forth on their travels.