1 The old lady dropped a curtsey.
2 'Now, just a leetle drop,' said Mrs. Mann persuasively.
3 I may drop into the Folly Ditch, and clear off that way.
4 'A little drop of spirits, master, if it's all the same,' replied Blathers.
5 Nor a drop, said Mr. Bumble, waving his right hand in a dignified, but placid manner.
6 'He's drunk it all up, every drop,' said Chitling after watching the dog some time in silence.
7 She plucked and tore at her arms for a little time; but I held her hands, and she soon dropped off.
8 But as Mr. Sikes DID care, on reflection, he dropped his voice as he said the words, and grew calmer.
9 With these words, the matron dropped into her chair, and, once more resting her elbow on the table, thought of her solitary fate.
10 The young lady, making an effort to recover her cheerfulness, strove to play some livelier tune; but her fingers dropped powerless over the keys.
11 The beadle drank his tea to the last drop; finished a piece of toast; whisked the crumbs off his knees; wiped his lips; and deliberately kissed the matron.
12 He could let himself down by the cord to within a less distance of the ground than his own height, and had his knife ready in his hand to cut it then and drop.
13 Back he turned again, without the courage to purchase bit or drop, though he had tasted no food for many hours; and once more he lingered on the Heath, uncertain where to go.
14 Day by day, and almost hour by hour, some drop of health came back, and mingling with the spent and feeble stream of life which circulated languidly within you, swelled it again to a high and rushing tide.
15 As he said it, Master Bates caught up an end of his neckerchief; and, holding it erect in the air, dropped his head on his shoulder, and jerked a curious sound through his teeth; thereby indicating, by a lively pantomimic representation, that scragging and hanging were one and the same thing.
16 One wretched breathless child, panting with exhaustion; terror in his looks; agony in his eyes; large drops of perspiration streaming down his face; strains every nerve to make head upon his pursuers; and as they follow on his track, and gain upon him every instant, they hail his decreasing strength with joy.
17 Mrs. Bumble, seeing at a glance, that the decisive moment had now arrived, and that a blow struck for the mastership on one side or other, must necessarily be final and conclusive, no sooner heard this allusion to the dead and gone, than she dropped into a chair, and with a loud scream that Mr. Bumble was a hard-hearted brute, fell into a paroxysm of tears.
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