"This is a pretty thing, Belinda!" said Mr. Pocket, returning with a countenance expressive of grief and despair.
"O dear me!" said I, as if I found myself compelled to give up Biddy in despair.
"O!" she cried, despairingly.
Quite despairing of making my mind clear to Wemmick on this point, I forbore to try.
She said the word often enough, and there could be no doubt that she meant to say it; but if the often repeated word had been hate instead of love—despair—revenge—dire death—it could not have sounded from her lips more like a curse.
Mr. Wopsle, united to a Roman nose and a large shining bald forehead, had a deep voice which he was uncommonly proud of; indeed it was understood among his acquaintance that if you could only give him his head, he would read the clergyman into fits; he himself confessed that if the Church was "thrown open," meaning to competition, he would not despair of making his mark in it.
I urged, in despair.
Without distinctly knowing whether I should have been more sorry for Mr. Wopsle if he had been in despair, I was so sorry for him as it was, that I took the opportunity of his turning round to have his braces put on,—which jostled us out at the doorway,—to ask Herbert what he thought of having him home to supper?