Bokelskere.no

Dreams are the bright creatures of poem and legend, who sportbon earth in the night season, and melt away in the first beam of the sun, which lights grim care and stern reality on their daily pilgrimage through the world.

'I never saw such legs in the whole course of my life!' said Miss Squeers, as she walked away.

In fact, Miss Squeers was in love with Nicholas Nickleby.

'Think of who?' inquired Mrs Squeers; who (as she often remarked) was no grammarian, thank God.

The only pupil who evinced the slightest tendency towards locomotion or playfulness was Master Squeers, and as his chief amusement was to tread upon the other boys' toes in his new boots, his flow of spirits was rather disagreeable than otherwise.

Into these bowls Mrs Squeers, assisted by the hungry servant, poured a brown poridge which looked like diluted pincusgions without the covers, and was called porridge.

'We'll put you into your regular bedroom tomorrow, Nickleby,' said Squeers. 'Let me see, who sleeps in Brook's bed, my dear?'
'In Brook's' said Mres Squeers, pondering. 'There's Jennings, little Bolder, Graysmarsh, and what's his name.'
'So there are,' rejoined Squeers. 'Yes! Brooks is full!'

'Is it much further to Dotheboys Hall, sir?' asked Nicholas.
'About three mile from here,' replied Squeers. 'But you needn't call it a Hall down here.'
'Nicholas coughed, as if he would like to know why.
'The fact is, it ain't a Hall,' observed Squeers drily.
'Oh, indeed!' said Nicholas, whom this piece of intelligence much astonished.

I suppose the Yorkshire folks are rather rough and uncultivated, that's all.

' [...] Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you've conquered human natur (sic). This is the way we inculcate strength of mind, Mr Nickelby,' said the schoolmaster, turning to Nicholas, and speaking with his mouth full of beef and toast.

'I remember very well, sir,' rejoined Squeers. 'Ah! Mrs Squeers, sir, was as partial to that lad as if he had been her own; the attention, sir, that was bestowed upon that boynin his illness - dry toast and warm tea offered him every night and morning when he couldn't swallow anything - a candle in his bedroom the very night he died - the best dictionary sent up for him to lay his head upon. - I don't regret it though. It is a pleasant thing to reflect that one did one's duty by him.'