There was the rent to pay, and still some on the furniture; there was the insurance just due, and every month there was sack
At the risk of all that he might suffer, Tom came forward again, and put all the cotton in his sack
into the woman's.
Hodges would be cross sometimes, and as long as so many sacks
were sold, it did not signify who ate the remainder.
When Dunstan Cass turned his back on the cottage, Silas Marner was not more than a hundred yards away from it, plodding along from the village with a sack
thrown round his shoulders as an overcoat, and with a horn lantern in his hand.
I pray thee truss my points,'' said he to Wamba, ``and thou shalt have a cup of sack
for thy labour.
Smilash, bareheaded, without a coat, his corduroy vest and trousers heavy with rain; a rough-looking, middle-aged man, poorly dressed like a shepherd, wet as Smilash, with the expression, piteous, patient, and desperate, of one hard driven by ill-fortune, and at the end of his resources; two little children, a boy and a girl, almost naked, cowering under an old sack
that had served them as an umbrella; and, lying on the settee where the two men had laid it, a heap of wretched wearing apparel, sacking, and rotten matting, with Smilash's coat and sou'wester, the whole covering a bundle which presently proved to be an exhausted woman with a tiny infant at her breast.
In that position I could easily have my way with him, and as the habit of tragical adventures had worn off almost all my terror for the dead, I took him by the waist as if he had been a sack
of bran and with one good heave, tumbled him overboard.
That's why I have come to ask you to sack
the whole stable.
He then provided me with a large sack
, and pointed out to me a party of others equipped in like manner.
So when the day approached he put on his invisible belt, took a sack
of gold pieces with him, and slipping into her room in the middle of the night, he placed the bag of gold beside her bed and returned to his sheep.
She looked suspiciously at the sack
and wondered where everybody was?
On the bed, at full length, and faintly illuminated by the pale light that came from the window, lay a sack
of canvas, and under its rude folds was stretched a long and stiffened form; it was Faria's last winding-sheet, -- a winding-sheet which, as the turnkey said, cost so little.