Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"You’re the wax-work child, are you not?"
Charles Dickens
Item Info
Item No: cdc1021422
Title: Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"You’re the wax-work child, are you not?"
Media Type:
Illustrations
Source: Rare Book Department
Call Number: Elkins - Old Curiosity Shop
Subjects
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--And in this state and ceremony rode slowly through the town every morning 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"She is quite exhausted," said the schoolmaster 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Now, gentlemen," said Jerry, looking at them attentively. "The dog whose name’s called, eats." 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The child sat down in this old, silent place 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"That, ladies and gentlemen," said Mrs. Jarley, "is Jasper Packlemerton of atrocious memory" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The door being opened, the child addressed him as her grandfather 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--At last they made a halt at the opening of a lonely, desolate space, and, pointing to a black object at some distance, asked will if he saw that, yonder. 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The old man sat himself down in a chair, and, with folded hands, looked sometimes at his grandson and sometimes at his strange companion 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--When he did sit down, he tucked up his sleeves and squared his elbows and put his face close to the copy-book 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Daniel Quilp sat himself down in the wherry to cross to the opposite shore 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"I’ll beat you to a pulp, you dogs" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--He soon cast his eyes upon a chair, into which he skipped with uncommon agility, and, perching himself on the back with his feet upon the seat, was thus enabled to look on 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Is it good, Brass, is it nice, is it fragrant?" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Not to be behindhand in the bustle, Mr. Quilp went to work with surprising vigour 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Nelly, kneeling down beside the box, was soon busily engaged in her task 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--A man of very uncouth and rough appearance was standing over them 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--There was but one lady who seemed to understand the child, and she was one who sat alone in a handsome carriage 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--And then they went on arm-in-arm, very lovingly together 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--A small white-headed boy with a sunburnt face appeared at the door while he was speaking, and stopping there to make a rustic bow, came in 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--She handed down to them the tea-tray, the bread and butter, the knuckle of ham, and, in short, everything of which she had partaken herself 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--At length, everything was ready, and they went off 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"You’re the wax-work child, are you not?"
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--In some of these flourishes it went close to Miss Sally’s head 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Oh, please," said a little voice very low down in the doorway, "will you come and show the lodgings?" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Do you see this?" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The old man stood helplessly among them for a little time 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Aquiline!" cried Quilp, thrusting in his head 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Both mother and daughter, trembling with terror and cold,…obeyed Mr. Quilp’s directions in submissive silence 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Halloa!" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Elevating his glass, drank to their next merry-meeting in that jovial spot 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Then, Marchioness," said Mr. Swiveller, "fire away!" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The air was, "Away with Melancholy" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Is it like Kit—is it his picture, his image, his very self?" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The Marchioness jumped up quickly, and clapped her hands 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--She had nothing for it now, therefore, but to run after the chaise 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Tom immediately walked upon his hands to the window, and—if the expression be allowable—looked in with his shoes 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--The strong tide filled his throat, and bore him on upon its rapid current 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Master!" he cried, stooping on one knee and catching at his hand. "Dear master! Speak to me!" 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Two wretched people were more than once observed to crawl at dusk from the inmost recesses of St. Giles’s 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Title illustration 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--At such times, or when the shouts of straggling brawlers met her ear, the Bowyer’s daughter would look timidly back at Hugh, beseeching him to draw nearer. 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--As he sat upon a low seat beside my wife, I would peer at him for hours together from behind a tree. 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--"Vith these vords he rushes into the shop, breaks the dummy’s nose vith a blow of his curlin’-irons, melts him down at the parlour fire, and never smiles artervards." 
Illustrations to Old Curiosity Shop--Two studies for “The Death-Bed of Little Nell”