← Why, I haven’t had a wink of sleep these three weeks!’ 🔊
← then Drawling--the Drawling-master was an old conger-eel, that used to come once a week: he taught us Drawling, Stretching, and Fainting in Coils.’ 🔊
← ‘--and I hadn’t begun my tea--not above a week or so--and what with the bread-and-butter getting so thin--and the twinkling of the tea--’ 🔊
← and there they lay sprawling about, reminding her very much of a globe of goldfish she had accidentally upset the week before. 🔊