1 I thought of our house shut up and hushed.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 9. I HAVE A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY 2 At length all was hushed, and WILKINS MICAWBER, ESQUIRE, presented himself to return thanks.
3 The noise of wheels and tread of people were as hushed, as if the streets had been strewn that depth with feathers.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 40. THE WANDERER 4 Everything seemed, to my imagination, to be hushed in reverence for him, as he resumed his solitary journey through the snow.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 40. THE WANDERER 5 She stood, shrinkingly, before him, as if she were afraid to meet his eyes; but her passionate sorrow was quite hushed and mute.
6 They carried him through the wild roar, a hush in the midst of all the tumult; and took him to the cottage where Death was already.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 56. THE NEW WOUND, AND THE OLD 7 The mother who lay in the grave, was the mother of my infancy; the little creature in her arms, was myself, as I had once been, hushed for ever on her bosom.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 9. I HAVE A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY 8 Conversing no more now, and walking at my side, he yielded himself up to the one aim of his devoted life, and went on, with that hushed concentration of his faculties which would have made his figure solitary in a multitude.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 46. INTELLIGENCE 9 A profound impression was made upon me, I remember, by the roar of voices in the schoolroom suddenly becoming hushed as death when Mr. Creakle entered after breakfast, and stood in the doorway looking round upon us like a giant in a story-book surveying his captives.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 7. MY 'FIRST HALF' AT SALEM HOUSE 10 As I walked to and fro in the garden, and the twilight began to close around me, their little voices were hushed; and that peculiar silence which belongs to such an evening in the country when the lightest trees are quite still, save for the occasional droppings from their boughs, prevailed.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 50. Mr. PEGGOTTY'S DREAM COMES TRUE