Cranford

"Oh, sir! Can you be Peter?" A magnificent family red silk umbrella Meekly going to her pasture Endeavouring to beguile her into conversation She brought the affrighted carter... into the drawing-room "With his arm round Miss Jessie's waist!" Mr Holbrook... bade us good-bye Now, what colour are ash-buds in March? I made use of the time to think of many other things "Confound the woman!" The temptation of the comfortable arm-chair had been too much for her Mr Mulliner We gave her a tea-spoonful of currant jelly Afraid of matrimonial reports Asked him to take care of us Slaughterous and indiscriminate directions Would stretch out their little arms "What do you think, Miss Matty?" Standing over him like a bold dragoon "You must give me your note, Mr Dobson, if you please" "Please, ma'am, he wants to marry me off hand" Miss Matty and I sat assenting to accounts Smiling glory... and becoming blushes I went to call Miss Matty

Most of the three-colour blocks used in this book have been made by the Graphic Photo-Engraving Co., London