I carried them, one after another, to a bookstall
in the City Road - one part of which, near our house, was almost all bookstalls
and bird shops then - and sold them for whatever they would bring.
There were two flies waiting, two porters, a bookstall
, and a refreshment room with a neglected beauty pining behind the bar.
There he paused at the bookstall
to add to his light luggage a number of cheap murder stories, which he read with great pleasure, and without any premonition that he was about to walk into as strange a story in real life.
I picked it up on a bookstall
in London--very cheap, too.
I just happened to buy the thing at a bookstall
, and thought it would make a good play.
Every detail of the day had been so carefully thought out that the young couple, after the wedding-breakfast, had ample time to put on their travelling-clothes, descend the wide Mingott stairs between laughing bridesmaids and weeping parents, and get into the brougham under the traditional shower of rice and satin slippers; and there was still half an hour left in which to drive to the station, buy the last weeklies at the bookstall
with the air of seasoned travellers, and settle themselves in the reserved compartment in which May's maid had already placed her dove-coloured travelling cloak and glaringly new dressing-bag from London.
She bought paper and pencil at the bookstall
, and entered an A.
He cared for nothing else but reading, and once when his father was ill and unable to attend to his bookstall
, he asked his son to do it for him.
Newman hastened, with joyful steps, to inform Mrs Kenwigs of his friend's acquiescence, and soon returning, brought back word that they would be happy to see him in the first floor as soon as convenient; that Mrs Kenwigs had, upon the instant, sent out to secure a second-hand French grammar and dialogues, which had long been fluttering in the sixpenny box at the bookstall
round the corner; and that the family, highly excited at the prospect of this addition to their gentility, wished the initiatory lesson to come off immediately.
SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE: Mairi Clarkson, aged 7, of Earlsdon checks out the bargains on the bookstall
while (left) Jayne Mayhurst gets a head and shoulder massage from Ernie Boxhall
They were found almost half a mile away by newsagent Sheila Smiles, who took them for safety into her family shop, Bookstall
News, at Whitley Bay Metro station.
They are available from Wakefield Cathedral bookstall
or June Asquith on 01484 865415.