“Yet it is an indubitable fact, within the cognizance of
this history, that five minutes after he (Bounderby) had left the house in the
self same hat, the same descendant of the Scadgers and connexion by matrimony
of the Powlers, shook her right hand mitten at his portrait, made a
contemptuous grimace at that work of art, and said ‘Serve you right, you
Noodle, and I am glad of it!’” (191).
“Not until the light porter announced that her nocturnal
sweetbread was ready, did Mrs.Sparsit arouse herself from her reverie…’O, you
Fool!’ said Mrs. Sparsit, when she was alone at her supper. Whom she meant, she
did not say; but she could scarcely have meant the sweetbread” (123).
“’Put that clock aboard a ship an pack it off to Norfolk
Island, an the time will go on just the same. So ‘tis wi’ Slackbridge every
bit’” (149).
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