I gazed upon the schoolroom into which he took me, as the most forlorn and desolate place I had ever seen.
I had already broken out into a desolate cry, and felt an orphan in the wide world.
Next morning I met the whole family at the coach office, and saw them, with a desolate heart, take their places outside, at the back.
At last in my desolation I began to consider that I was dreadfully in love with little Em’ly, and had been torn away from her to come here where no one seemed to want me, or to care about me, half as much as she did.
To hear the wind getting up out at sea, to know that the fog was creeping over the desolate flat outside, and to look at the fire, and think that there was no house near but this one, and this one a boat, was like enchantment.
I took them from her with a most desolate sensation; and, glancing at such phrases at the top, as ’My ever dearest and own Dora,’
I soon carried desolation into the bosom of our joys — not that I meant to do it, but that I was so full of the subject — by asking Dora, without the smallest preparation, if she could love a beggar?
If, at that time, I had been much with her, I should, in the weakness of my desolation, have betrayed this.
The desolate feeling with which I went abroad, deepened and widened hourly.
He was quite passive now; and when I heard him crying, the impulse that had been upon me to go down upon my knees, and ask their pardon for the desolation I had caused, and curse Steer— forth, yielded to a better feeling, My overcharged heart found the same relief, and I cried too.
Again she repressed the tears that had begun to flow; and, putting out her trembling hand, and touching Mr. Peggotty, as if there was some healing virtue in him, went away along the desolate road.
The grave beneath the tree, where both my parents lay — on which I had looked out, when it was my father’s only, with such curious feelings of compassion, and by which I had stood, so desolate, when it was opened to receive my pretty mother and her baby — the grave which Peggotty’s own faithful care had ever since kept neat, and made a garden of, I walked near, by the hour.
A’most the moment as she lighted heer, all so desolate, she found (as she believed) a friend; a decent woman as spoke to her about the needle-work as she had been brought up to do, about finding plenty of it fur her, about a lodging fur the night, and making secret inquiration concerning of me and all at home, tomorrow.