The Cricket on the Hearth by Charles Dickens
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Cricket set so near Her stool, and which remained there, singly and
alone? Why did it linger still, so near her, with its arm upon the chimney-piece, ever repeating 'Married! and not to me!' O Dot! O failing Dot! There is no place for it in all your husband's visions; why has its shadow fallen on his hearth! CHAPTER II--Chirp The Second Caleb Plummer and his Blind Daughter lived all alone by themselves, as the Story-books say--and my blessing, with yours to back it I hope, on the Story-books, for saying anything in this workaday world!--Caleb Plummer and his Blind Daughter lived all alone by themselves, in a little cracked nutshell of a wooden house, which was, in truth, no better than a pimple on the prominent red-brick nose of Gruff and Tackleton. The premises of Gruff and Tackleton were the great feature of the street; but you might have knocked down Caleb Plummer's dwelling with a hammer or two, and carried off the pieces in a cart. If any one had done the dwelling-house of Caleb Plummer the honour to miss it after such an inroad, it would have been, no doubt, to commend its demolition as a vast improvement. It stuck to the premises of Gruff and Tackleton, like a barnacle to a ship's keel, or a snail to a door, or a little bunch of toadstools to the stem of a tree. |
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