1 I come regular, to tramp about the streets, and see the gentlemen.
2 She bade him good night in a broken voice, and went out into the street.
3 Gutters and pipes had burst, drains had overflowed, and streets were under water.
4 He meant to be clear of the town very early; before the Hands were in the streets.
5 Stephen came out of the hot mill into the damp wind and cold wet streets, haggard and worn.
6 Mrs. Sparsit sat in her afternoon apartment at the Bank, on the shadier side of the frying street.
7 His home, in such another street as the first, saving that it was narrower, was over a little shop.
8 He crossed the street with his eyes bent upon the ground, and thus was walking sorrowfully away, when he felt a touch upon his arm.
9 Sun-blinds, and sprinklings of water, a little cooled the main streets and the shops; but the mills, and the courts and alleys, baked at a fierce heat.
10 Almost as they did so, there came running round the corner of the street at a quick pace and with a frightened look, a girl whom Mr. Gradgrind recognized.
11 These men and women were yet in the streets, passing quietly to their homes, when Sissy, who had been called away from Louisa some minutes before, returned.
12 She went, with her neat figure and her sober womanly step, down the dark street, and he stood looking after her until she turned into one of the small houses.
13 The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day, and the sun was so bright that it even shone through the heavy vapour drooping over Coketown, and could not be looked at steadily.
14 And he said, This schoolroom is an immense town, and in it there are a million of inhabitants, and only five-and-twenty are starved to death in the streets, in the course of a year.
15 The night being fine, little knots of Hands were here and there lingering at street corners; but it was supper-time with the greater part of them, and there were but few people in the streets.
16 Many ears and eyes were busy with a vision of the matter of these placards, among turning spindles, rattling looms, and whirling wheels, for hours afterwards; and when the Hands cleared out again into the streets, there were still as many readers as before.
17 The flutter of her manner, in the unwonted noise of the streets; the spare shawl, carried unfolded on her arm; the heavy umbrella, and little basket; the loose long-fingered gloves, to which her hands were unused; all bespoke an old woman from the country, in her plain holiday clothes, come into Coketown on an expedition of rare occurrence.
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