1 Still more so, by its contents.
2 'Still, so it was,' continued Mrs. Micawber.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 17. SOMEBODY TURNS UP 3 Still, there was no abatement in the storm, but it blew harder.
4 Still,' resumed Miss Murdstone, 'I found no proof until last night.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 38. A DISSOLUTION OF PARTNERSHIP 5 Still more so, by the stipulation of implicit confidence which I beg to impose.
6 Still, nobody appeared, to claim the dusty youngster from Blunderstone, Suffolk.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 5. I AM SENT AWAY FROM HOME 7 Still, the long, long night seemed heavy and hopeless as ever, and no promise of day was in the murky sky.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 25. GOOD AND BAD ANGELS 8 Still, looking forward through this intermediate stage, to the time when there should be a perfect sympathy between Dora and me, and when I should have 'formed her mind' to my entire satisfaction, I persevered, even for months.
9 He was carried to the nearest house; and, no one preventing me now, I remained near him, busy, while every means of restoration were tried; but he had been beaten to death by the great wave, and his generous heart was stilled for ever.
10 Still, as we drive along in an open carriage, this fairy marriage is real enough to fill me with a sort of wondering pity for the unfortunate people who have no part in it, but are sweeping out the shops, and going to their daily occupations.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 43. ANOTHER RETROSPECT 11 The languid stillness of the place was only broken by the chirping of this fire and by the voice of one of the Doctors, who was wandering slowly through a perfect library of evidence, and stopping to put up, from time to time, at little roadside inns of argument on the journey.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 23. I CORROBORATE Mr. DICK, AND CHOOSE A ... 12 The unbroken stillness of the parlour window leading me to infer, after a while, that she was not there, I lifted up my eyes to the window above it, where I saw a florid, pleasant-looking gentleman, with a grey head, who shut up one eye in a grotesque manner, nodded his head at me several times, shook it at me as often, laughed, and went away.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 13. THE SEQUEL OF MY RESOLUTION