1 She sprang to her feet as Ethan entered and carried the covered dish of meat-pie to the table.
2 She looked at him hard, and then turned her eyes to Mattie, who was carrying the dish-pan to the table.
3 With ordinary luck he should have had time to carry out this plan; but everything went wrong from the start.
4 "Now let go," he repeated; then he shouldered the trunk and carried it down the stairs and across the passage to the kitchen.
5 Anyhow, when she heard o the accident she came right in and stayed with Ethan over to the minister's, where they'd carried him.
6 With the sudden perception of the point to which his madness had carried him, the madness fell and he saw his life before him as it was.
7 The table had been as carefully laid, a clear fire glowed in the stove, the cat dozed in its warmth, and Mattie came forward carrying a plate of doughnuts.
8 The shawl had slipped from her shoulders and was dragging at her down-trodden heels, and in her hands she carried the fragments of the red glass pickle-dish.
9 Ethan put the candlestick in Mattie's hand and she went out of the kitchen ahead of him, the light that she carried before her making her dark hair look like a drift of mist on the moon.
10 Most people were either indifferent to his troubles, or disposed to think it natural that a young fellow of his age should have carried without repining the burden of three crippled lives.
11 It was the first time they had ever spoken so openly of her attitude toward Mattie, and the repetition of the name seemed to carry it to the farther corners of the room and send it back to them in long repercussions of sound.
12 He did his best to supplement her unskilled efforts, getting up earlier than usual to light the kitchen fire, carrying in the wood overnight, and neglecting the mill for the farm that he might help her about the house during the day.
13 Left alone, after his father's accident, to carry the burden of farm and mill, he had had no time for convivial loiterings in the village; and when his mother fell ill the loneliness of the house grew more oppressive than that of the fields.
14 Great was her amazement, and that of old Mrs. Varnum, on learning that Ethan Frome's old horse had carried me to and from Corbury Junction through the worst blizzard of the winter; greater still their surprise when they heard that his master had taken me in for the night.