Bretton
[bretәn]
Examples
- How we shall conciliate this little creature, said Mrs. Bretton to me, I don't know: she tastes nothing, and by her looks, she has not slept. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- His mother left the room; then, moved by insupportable regret, I just murmured the words Dr. Bretton. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- She was little changed; something sterner, something more robust--but she was my godmother: still the distinct vision of Mrs. Bretton. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Then, looking at Mrs. Bretton. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- I wish you, ma'am, good night, said she to Mrs. Bretton; but she passed me mute. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Seven o'clock struck; Dr. Bretton was come; my godmother and I went down. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- And why did Bretton and my fourteenth year haunt me thus? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- But you will promise to come back here this evening, before it is quite dark;--you and Dr. Bretton, both, in the carriage? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- And I hope we shall have Mrs. Bretton's house. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- Mrs. Bretton, though a commanding, and in grave matters even a peremptory woman, was often passive in trifles: she allowed the child her way. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Yet while Dr. Bretton continued subdued, and, for him, sedate, he was still observant. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Father and son came at last to the ch?teau: for the Count de Bassompierre that night accompanied Dr. Bretton. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- No, papa--not Mrs. Bretton. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Yet, how strange it was to look on Mrs. Bretton's seven weeks and contrast them with my seven weeks! Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Dr. Bretton, forgive my hasty words: _do, do_ forgive them. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- The names Graham Bretton and Home de Bassompierre gave rise to questions and explanations. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- You think, then, you would have known Mrs. Bretton? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Were you not a guest at Bretton ten years ago, when Mr. Home brought his little girl, whom we then called 'little Polly,' to stay with mamma? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Dr. Bretton seems to respect papa, and to have pleasure in obliging him. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Dr. Bretton and Madame his mother, of course? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Mrs. Bretton and son knew my circumstances; but the Count and his daughter did not. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Mrs. Bretton's kind management procured me this respite. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- She does not spare Mrs. Bretton--she does not spare. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Dr. Bretton's mother never calls him so. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Graham Bretton and Paulina de Bassompierre were married, and such an agent did Dr. Bretton prove. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- He was talking to Mrs. Bretton when she came back, and she waited with the handkerchief in her hand. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Once angered, I doubt if Dr. Bretton were to be soon propitiated--once alienated, whether he were ever to be reclaimed. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- But of course she still thinks of Dr. Bretton? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- In the old Bretton days, though she had never professed herself fond of me, my society had soon become to her a sort of unconscious necessary. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Both ladies were quietly scanned by Dr. Bretton, at the moment of taking his seat at the table; and that guarded survey was more than once renewed. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
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