Nov. 13, 2007

 

(1)  I deliberated not a moment; but, fear adding wings to my speed, I leaped out of bed, and scantily robed as I was, rushed out of the chamber, down stairs, and into the open air.  (ch. 6)

 

(2)  I caught, with eagerness, at this hope; but my alacrity was damped by new reflections.  Should I, perfect in this respect, and unblemished as I was, thrust myself, uncalled, into his presence, and make my felicity depend upon his arbitrary verdict?  (ch. 11)

 

(3)  Conscious as I was that I was perfectly guiltless, and entertaining some value for his good opinion, I could not prevail upon myself to believe that my efforts to make my innocence manifest, would be fruitless.  (ch. 13)

 

(4)  Situated as I was, my horror and astonishment at this tale gave way to compassion for the anguish which the countenance of my friend betrayed.  (ch. 14)

 

(5)  Familiar as I was with every part of my dwelling, I easily found my way to a closet, drew forth a taper, a flint, tinder, and steel, and, in a moment as it were, gave myself the guidance and protection of light.  (ch. 16)

 

(6)  Inattentive as I was to foreign considerations, my ears were still open to any sound of mysterious import that should occur. I thought I heard a step in the entry.  (ch. 22)

 

(7)  Doubtful, however, as I was, I conceived it prudent to extinguish the light. Scarcely was this done, when some one entered the chamber. The footsteps were easily distinguished to be yours.  (ch. 23)

 

(8)  Conscious as I was of a certain degree of guilt, I conceived that you would form the most odious suspicions.  (ch. 23)

 

(9)  Stunned as I was by this hubbub, scorched with heat, and nearly choaked by the accumulating vapours, I was unable to think or act for my own preservation; I was incapable, indeed, of comprehending my danger.  (ch. 27)

 

(10)  Weary of oppression, and hopeless of any change in my father’s temper and views, I had formed the resolution of eloping from his house, and of trusting, young as I was, to the caprice of fortune.  (Memoirs of Carwin, ch. 2)
 
(11)  Heretofore the idea of this visit had occurred to me; but the horrors of his dwelling-place, his wild yet placid physiognomy, his neglected locks, the fetters which constrained his limbs, terrible as they were in description, how could I endure to behold!  (ch. 21)
 
(12)  My purse, scanty as it was, was ever open, and my hands ever active, to relieve distress.  (ch. 7)
 
(13)  Was then the death of my father, portentous and inexplicable as it was, the consequence of human machinations?  (ch. 7)
 
(14)  The cry, loud and piercing as it was, was nevertheless human.  (ch. 9)
 
(15)  Finally, I acquiesced in the least painful supposition, trammelled as it was with perplexities, that Carwin was upright, and that, if the reasons of your silence were known, they would be found to be just.  (ch. 13)
 

(16)  At first every vein beat with raptures known only to the man whose parental and conjugal love is without limits, and the cup of whose desires, immense as it is, overflows with gratification.  (ch. 19)