1 I have taken a fancy to the place.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 22. SOME OLD SCENES, AND SOME NEW PEOPLE 2 Orses and dorgs is some men's fancy.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 19. I LOOK ABOUT ME, AND MAKE A DISCOVERY 3 'It is not fancy,' said Agnes, shaking her head.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 19. I LOOK ABOUT ME, AND MAKE A DISCOVERY 4 'It is likely to have been a childish fancy,' I replied.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 40. THE WANDERER 5 Whether I had come there with any lingering fancy that I was still to love little Em'ly, I don't know.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 21. LITTLE EM'LY 6 A half-reproachful fancy came into my mind, that he had been working at the Dictionary without my help.
7 I am sure my fancy raised up something round that blue-eyed mite of a child, which etherealized, and made a very angel of her.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 3. I HAVE A CHANGE 8 I remember that I sat resting my head upon my hand, when the letter was half done, cherishing a general fancy as if Agnes were one of the elements of my natural home.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 34. MY AUNT ASTONISHES ME 9 His gold watch-chain was so massive, that a fancy came across me, that he ought to have a sinewy golden arm, to draw it out with, like those which are put up over the goldbeaters' shops.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 23. I CORROBORATE Mr. DICK, AND CHOOSE A ... 10 It appeared to my childish fancy, as I ascended to the bedroom where I had been imprisoned, that they brought a cold blast of air into the house which blew away the old familiar feeling like a feather.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 8. MY HOLIDAYS. ESPECIALLY ONE HAPPY AFTERNOON 11 He was so much worse in reality than in my distempered fancy, that afterwards I was attracted to him in very repulsion, and could not help wandering in and out every half-hour or so, and taking another look at him.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 25. GOOD AND BAD ANGELS 12 It was no fancy of mine about his hands, I observed; for he frequently ground the palms against each other as if to squeeze them dry and warm, besides often wiping them, in a stealthy way, on his pocket-handkerchief.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 16. I AM A NEW BOY IN MORE SENSES THAN ONE 13 This may be fancy, though I think the memory of most of us can go farther back into such times than many of us suppose; just as I believe the power of observation in numbers of very young children to be quite wonderful for its closeness and accuracy.
14 It might have been a dream, originating in the fancy which had occupied my mind so long, but I awoke with the impression that my aunt had come and bent over me, and had put my hair away from my face, and laid my head more comfortably, and had then stood looking at me.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 13. THE SEQUEL OF MY RESOLUTION 15 What he had told me, in his room, about his belief in its disseminating the statements pasted on it, which were nothing but old leaves of abortive Memorials, might have been a fancy with him sometimes; but not when he was out, looking up at the kite in the sky, and feeling it pull and tug at his hand.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 15. I MAKE ANOTHER BEGINNING 16 In a short pause which ensued, she had a fancy that she felt Miss Betsey touch her hair, and that with no ungentle hand; but, looking at her, in her timid hope, she found that lady sitting with the skirt of her dress tucked up, her hands folded on one knee, and her feet upon the fender, frowning at the fire.
17 But going on, too, working pretty hard, and busily keeping red-hot all the irons I now had in the fire, I would sit sometimes of a night, opposite my aunt, thinking how I had frightened Dora that time, and how I could best make my way with a guitar-case through the forest of difficulty, until I used to fancy that my head was turning quite grey.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 37. A LITTLE COLD WATER Your search result may include more than 17 sentences. If you upgrade to a VIP account, you will see up to 500 sentences for one search.