1 He's a rough man, and thinks nothing of blood when his own is up.
2 I won't shed blood; it's always found out, and haunts a man besides.
3 They chafed her breast, hands, and temples; but the blood had stopped forever.
4 But his spirit was roused at last; the cruel insult to his dead mother had set his blood on fire.
5 But it's wonderful,' said Mr. Giles, when he had explained, 'what a man will do, when his blood is up.
6 'I'll let her a little blood, without troubling the doctor, if she's took that way again,' said Sikes.
7 When I came back, she was dying; and all the blood in my heart has dried up, for they starved her to death.
8 His left arm, rudely bandaged in a shawl, hung heavy and useless at his side; the bandage was saturated with blood.
9 Little Oliver's blood ran cold, as he listened to the Jew's words, and imperfectly comprehended the dark threats conveyed in them.
10 Horrible thoughts of death, and shrouds with blood upon them, and a fear that has made me burn as if I was on fire, have been upon me all day.
11 The girl laughed again: even less composedly than before; and, darting a hasty look at Sikes, turned her face aside, and bit her lip till the blood came.
12 There was something so uncommon in her manner, that the flesh of the concealed listener crept as he heard the girl utter these words, and the blood chilled within him.
13 As the other two were impressed with a similar presentiment; and as their blood, like his, had all gone down again; some speculation ensued upon the cause of this sudden change in their temperament.
14 I wish some well-fed philosopher, whose meat and drink turn to gall within him; whose blood is ice, whose heart is iron; could have seen Oliver Twist clutching at the dainty viands that the dog had neglected.
15 He stood, for a moment, with the blood so tingling through all his veins from terror, that he felt as if he were in a burning fire; then, confused and frightened, he took to his heels; and, not knowing what he did, made off as fast as he could lay his feet to the ground.
16 The boy was very ill, he said, and weak from the loss of blood; but his mind was so troubled with anxiety to disclose something, that he deemed it better to give him the opportunity, than to insist upon his remaining quiet until next morning: which he should otherwise have done.
17 The Jew shook his head, and was about to reply, when the stranger, interrupting him, motioned to the house, before which they had by this time arrived: remarking, that he had better say what he had got to say, under cover: for his blood was chilled with standing about so long, and the wind blew through him.
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