There was a large wooden bedstead on which was a billowing red eiderdown, and there was a large wardrobe, a round table, a very small washstand
, and two stuffed chairs covered with red rep.
Left alone, after putting his manuscripts together in the new portfolio bought by her, he washed his hands at the new washstand
with the elegant fittings, that had all made their appearance with her.
Her mirror was a Puss-in-Boots, of which there are now only three, unchipped, known to fairy dealers; the washstand
was Pie-crust and reversible, the chest of drawers an authentic Charming the Sixth, and the carpet and rugs the best
He sprang away, dashing around and around the room, sniffing under the washstand
and smelling out the corners.
The room contained a small bed, neatly made, two straight-backed chairs, a washstand
, a bureau--without any mirror--and a small table.
You go there, enter the great door, get a bow graduated to your style and clothes from the gorgeous portier, and a bath ticket and an insult from the frowsy woman for a quarter; she strikes a bell and a serving-man conducts you down a long hall and shuts you into a commodious room which has a washstand
, a mirror, a bootjack, and a sofa in it, and there you undress at your leisure.
I've tacked up two thick towels back of her washstand
and put a mat under her slop-jar; but children are awful hard on furniture.
a carpet that had seen better days; a melancholy washstand
Oh, Marilla," exclaimed Anne, flying to the washstand
It was then that she saw, pinned up over the washstand
, a sheet of paper on which was scrawled an enormous note of interrogation.
The short jacket and the low, round hat he assumed in a sort of curtained alcove containing a washstand
, a row of wooden pegs and a shelf, brought out wonderfully the length of his grave, brown face.
I was spared the trouble of answering, for Bessie seemed in too great a hurry to listen to explanations; she hauled me to the washstand
, inflicted a merciless, but happily brief scrub on my face and hands with soap, water, and a coarse towel; disciplined my head with a bristly brush, denuded me of my pinafore, and then hurrying me to the top of the stairs, bid me go down directly, as I was wanted in the breakfast-room.