1 But the little oven in the hollow and Mrs. Sowerby's bounties were so satisfying that Mrs. Medlock and the nurse and Dr. Craven became mystified again.
2 She pushed poor Gretel out to the oven, from which flames of fire were already darting.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In HANSEL AND GRETEL 3 And once Gretel was inside, she intended to shut the oven and let her bake in it, and then she would eat her, too.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In HANSEL AND GRETEL 4 Like her sister she awoke in the beautiful meadow, and walked over it till she came to the oven.
5 The sixth was not straight enough; so she said he was like a green stick, that had been laid to dry over a baker's oven.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In KING GRISLY-BEARD 6 I do not know; I have only heard that an emperor of China had an oven built expressly, and that in this oven twelve jars like this were successively baked.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 62. Ghosts. 7 The room was an oven and Scarlett's sweat-drenched clothes never dried but became wetter and stickier as the hours went by.
8 The fire in the oven had died but the room was stifling hot.
9 She bustled to the kitchen, stoked the wood-range, sang Schumann while she boiled the kettle, warmed up raisin cookies on a newspaper spread on the rack in the oven.
10 She took from the oven a coffee-cake which she wanted to keep warm for supper, and wrapped it in a quilt stuffed with feathers.
11 "Put him in the oven, and maybe he will get warm and revive," said Amy hopefully.
12 Sallie began to laugh, but Meg nodded and lifted her eyebrows as high as they would go, which caused the apparition to vanish and put the sour bread into the oven without further delay.
13 Diana, as she passed in and out, in the course of preparing tea, brought me a little cake, baked on the top of the oven.
14 In which case it meant--but what it meant to Mrs. Sands, when people missed their trains, and she, whatever she might want to do, must wait, by the oven, keeping meat hot, no one knew.
15 Baker Street was like an oven, and the glare of the sunlight upon the yellow brickwork of the house across the road was painful to the eye.
The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In II. The Adventure of the Cardboard Box