Sketches by Boz: Illustrative of Every-day Life and Every-day PeopleJ.B.Lippincott & Company, 1885 |
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Page 273
... TIBBS was , beyond all dispute , the most tidy , fidgety , thrifty , little personage that ever inhaled the smoke of London : and the house of Mrs. Tibbs was , decidedly , the neatest in all Great Coram - street . The area and the area ...
... TIBBS was , beyond all dispute , the most tidy , fidgety , thrifty , little personage that ever inhaled the smoke of London : and the house of Mrs. Tibbs was , decidedly , the neatest in all Great Coram - street . The area and the area ...
Page 274
... Tibbs rarely spoke ; but , if it were at any time pos- sible to put in a word , when he should have said nothing at all , he had that talent . Mrs. Tibbs detested long stories , and Mr. Tibbs had one , the conclusion of which had never ...
... Tibbs rarely spoke ; but , if it were at any time pos- sible to put in a word , when he should have said nothing at all , he had that talent . Mrs. Tibbs detested long stories , and Mr. Tibbs had one , the conclusion of which had never ...
Page 275
... Tibbs's . " Charming woman , that Mrs. Maplesone ! " said Mrs. Tibbs , as she and her spouse were sitting by the fire after breakfast ; the gentlemen having gone out on their several avocations . " Charming woman , indeed ! " repeated ...
... Tibbs's . " Charming woman , that Mrs. Maplesone ! " said Mrs. Tibbs , as she and her spouse were sitting by the fire after breakfast ; the gentlemen having gone out on their several avocations . " Charming woman , indeed ! " repeated ...
Page 276
... Tibbs was quite in her element , bustling about , talking incessantly , and distributing towels and soap like a head nurse in a hospital . The house was not restored to its usual state of quiet repose , until the ladies were safely shut ...
... Tibbs was quite in her element , bustling about , talking incessantly , and distributing towels and soap like a head nurse in a hospital . The house was not restored to its usual state of quiet repose , until the ladies were safely shut ...
Page 277
... Tibbs , with a very red face , for she had been superintending the cooking operations below stairs , and looked like a wax doll on a sunny day . " Mr. Simpson , I beg your pardon - Mr . Simpson - Mrs . Ma- plesone and the Miss ...
... Tibbs , with a very red face , for she had been superintending the cooking operations below stairs , and looked like a wax doll on a sunny day . " Mr. Simpson , I beg your pardon - Mr . Simpson - Mrs . Ma- plesone and the Miss ...
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