But, the little shop is so excessively dark, is stuck so full of black shelves and brackets and nooks and corners, that he sees Mr Venus's cup and
saucer only because it is close under the candle, and does not see from what mysterious recess Mr Venus produces another for himself until it is under his nose.
She pointed to Miss Ladd's cat, fast asleep by the side of an empty
saucer.
As if too hot for her lips, she filled her
saucer with the greasy-looking, nondescript fluid, and continued her set glare, her breast rising and falling with staccato, mechanical movement.
It happened that nothing called Lydgate out of the room; but when Rosamond poured out the tea, and Will came near to fetch it, she placed a tiny bit of folded paper in his
saucer. He saw it and secured it quickly, but as he went back to his inn he had no eagerness to unfold the paper.
I had tried it several times, and David saw and promptly did his frog business, the while, with an indescribable emotion, I produced a night-light from my pocket and planted it in a
saucer on the wash- stand.
Sedley that a muffin and a quantity of orange marmalade spread out in a little cut-glass
saucer would be peculiarly agreeable refreshments to Amelia in her most interesting situation.
And he himself brought her the golden-brown bouillon, in a dainty Sevres cup, with a flaky cracker or two on the
saucer.
At first she sat silent; but that could not last: she had resolved to make a pet of her little cousin, as she would have him to be; and she commenced stroking his curls, and kissing his cheek, and offering him tea in her
saucer, like a baby.
Passepartout was ravished to behold this celebrated place, and thought that, with its circular walls and dismantled fort, it looked like an immense coffee-cup and
saucer. The following night they passed through the Strait of Bab-el-Mandeb, which means in Arabic The Bridge of Tears, and the next day they put in at Steamer Point, north-west of Aden harbour, to take in coal.
Ivanushka, sipping out of her
saucer, looked with sly womanish eyes from under her brows at the young men.
George, slowly putting down his
saucer without tasting its contents, is laughingly beginning, "Why, what the deuce, Phil--" when he stops, seeing that Phil is counting on his dirty fingers.
It would leave a tiny hole where it entered, but the hole where it emerged would be the size of a
saucer.