As soon as morning dawned I crept from my kennel, that I might view the adjacent cottage
and discover if I could remain in the habitation I had found.
It seems as innocent of a destination as a boy on an errand; but, after taking at least six times as long as any other road in the kingdom for its amount of work, you usually find it dip down of a sudden into some lovely natural cul-de-sac, a meadow-bottom surrounded by trees, with a stream spreading itself in fantastic silver shallows through its midst, and a cottage
half hidden at the end.
was so small that it looked quite lost in the large garden all round it.
Well, I told you just now that there is a cottage
not far from our house.
and the money hidden within it had been in his mind continually during his walk, and he had been imagining ways of cajoling and tempting the weaver to part with the immediate possession of his money for the sake of receiving interest.
Robin remembered the cottage
and saw his one chance to escape.
The roar of the cannon shook the cottage
for the second time.
When they reached the cottage
, the two seated themselves with some appearance of fatigue upon the upper step of the porch, facing each other, each leaning against a supporting post.
The village of Barton was chiefly on one of these hills, and formed a pleasant view from the cottage
I disapprove so strongly of unequal marriages," she said, walking on slowly towards the cottage
, "that I cannot, in common consistency, become one of your guests.
Go home, then,' said the fish; 'she is in the cottage
The stage-coach always drew up before the door of the cottage
This family were situated in the Notch of the White Hills, where the wind was sharp throughout the year, and pitilessly cold in the winter- giving their cottage
all its fresh inclemency before it descended on the valley of the Saco) They dwelt in a cold spot and a dangerous one; for a mountain towered above their heads, so steep, that the stones would often rumble down its sides and startle them at midnight.
No country cottage
was advertised to let but I knew of it by evening, and about all the likely ones I had already written.
As the horde of Torn approached their Derby stronghold their young leader turned the command over to Red Shandy and dismounted at the door of Father Claude's cottage