Sanders, who, from certain wistful glances at the little tin
saucepan, seemed to be engaged in a mental calculation of the probable extent of the pettitoes, in the event of Sam's being asked to stop to supper.
'No?' said Quilp, heating some rum in a little
saucepan, and watching it to prevent its boiling over.
There was no other person in the room but the old Jew, who was boiling some coffee in a
saucepan for breakfast, and whistling softly to himself as he stirred it round and round, with an iron spoon.
The jailer always brought Dantes' soup in an iron
saucepan; this
saucepan contained soup for both prisoners, for Dantes had noticed that it was either quite full, or half empty, according as the turnkey gave it to him or to his companion first.
Into the
saucepan with you," cried John Want, suiting the action to the word, "and flavor the hot water if you can!
`Oh, there goes his PRECIOUS nose'; as an unusually large
saucepan flew close by it, and very nearly carried it off.
"See here, Kleaver; you make me tired," said a
saucepan, strutting before the King very impudently.
There 's a fire in the kitchen, Debby always leaves the kettle on, and we can use her
saucepan, and I know where the sugar is, and we 'll have a grand time.' "In we went, and fell to work very quietly.
Two kitchen chairs, and a round table, and an attenuated old poker and tongs were, however, gathered round the fire-place, as was a
saucepan over a feeble sputtering fire.
She offered her mind to my disclosures as, had I wished to mix a witch's broth and proposed it with assurance, she would have held out a large clean
saucepan. This had become thoroughly her attitude by the time that, in my recital of the events of the night, I reached the point of what Miles had said to me when, after seeing him, at such a monstrous hour, almost on the very spot where he happened now to be, I had gone down to bring him in; choosing then, at the window, with a concentrated need of not alarming the house, rather that method than a signal more resonant.
It opened to the ground, and looked into a most miserable corner of the neglected garden, upon a rank ruin of cabbage-stalks, and one box tree that had been clipped round long ago, like a pudding, and had a new growth at the top of it, out of shape and of a different colour, as if that part of the pudding had stuck to the
saucepan and got burnt.
There, Civilization, acting through the subtle medium of the
Saucepan, recovered its hold on them; and the admiral's two prodigal sons, when they saw the covers removed, watered at the mouth as copiously as ever.