MISS MOPPET holds her poor head in her paws, and looks at him through a hole in the duster
He dropped the duster
with a startled exclamation, for Annette had suddenly burst into a flood of tears.
Have you forgotten the duster
that was over these things, Bunny?
She had reason to suspect that Chailey had been balancing herself on the top of a ladder with a wet duster
during their absence, and the room had never been quite like itself since.
If the picture, was brought into court now, the evidence it could give against us was limited to a bit of plain panel, and a mass of black pulp rolled up in a duster
I 'll have an apron, with a bib to it, like Polly's, and a feather duster
, and sweep the stairs, maybe, with my head tied up, like Katy.
Never did duster
flap more briskly than the one Rose used that day, and never was a room "scrabbled" to rights in such haste as hers.
Bishopriggs turned himself about on his gouty feet; waved his duster
gently in the air; and looked at Anne, with a mild, paternal smile.
I see how it is,' said poor Noggs, drawing from his pocket what seemed to be a very old duster
, and wiping Kate's eyes with it, as gently as if she were an infant.
Winnie finished the chair, and ran the duster
along the mahogany at the back of the horse-hair sofa on which Mr Verloc loved to take his ease in hat and overcoat.
From the other side of the saloon, across the table, Ransome, with a duster
in his hand, stared open-mouthed.
The middle-aged servant woman led me into the drawing-room where there was a duster
on a chair and a broom leaning against the centre table.
Bessy; don't let 'em come up the door-steps; Sally's bringing the old mat and the duster
, to rub their shoes.
Mrs Nubbles ironed away in silence for a minute or two, and coming to the fireplace for another iron, glanced stealthily at Kit while she rubbed it on a board and dusted it with a duster
, but said nothing until she had returned to her table again: when, holding the iron at an alarmingly short distance from her cheek, to test its temperature, and looking round with a smile, she observed:
Mine is dishes and dusters
, and envying girls with nice pianos, and being afraid of people.