1 I've wound the clock and looked at the furnace.
2 The clock's bell, at half past five, aroused her.
3 In front of it, at the curb, a huge wooden clock which did not go.
4 Kennicott considered the matter while he wound the clock and they tramped up-stairs.
5 It was the rapid ticking of the clock which had hypnotized her into hearing the steady hoofs.
6 Till they had a maid they took noon dinner and six o'clock supper at Mrs. Gurrey's boarding-house.
7 She had fled half-way through it before the three o'clock bell called her to the class in English history.
8 He was too shocked to go on with his duties of locking the front door and winding his watch and the clock.
9 He came through the kitchen energetically, but before he spoke to her he did stop in the hall, did wind the clock.
10 I don't know but what you can elocute just as good as Ella Stowbody, she banged the book and suggested that they were not too late for the nine o'clock show at the movies.
11 He yawned, went out to look at the thermometer, slammed the door, patted her head, unbuttoned his waistcoat, yawned, wound the clock, went down to look at the furnace, yawned, and clumped up-stairs to bed, casually scratching his thick woolen undershirt.
12 Her task wouldn't be anything so lively as having to endure a scolding, but only an exasperating effort to command his attention so that he would understand the nebulous things she had to tell him, instead of interrupting her by yawning, winding the clock, and going up to bed.
13 Damp black iron sink, damp whitey-yellow drain-board with shreds of discolored wood which from long scrubbing were as soft as cotton thread, warped table, alarm clock, stove bravely blackened by Oscarina but an abomination in its loose doors and broken drafts and oven that never would keep an even heat.