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# extract from Dombey and son by Charles Dickens

> Extract from Dombey and son by Charles Dickens. …On Richards, who was established upstairs in a stat...

Extract from Dombey and son by Charles Dickens.

…On Richards, who was established upstairs in a state of honourable captivity, the dawn of her new life seemed to break cold and grey. Mr Dombey's house was a large one, on the shady side of a tall, **dark**, **dreadfully** *(epithet, Alliteration)* genteel street in the region between Portland Place and Bryanstone Square.' It was a corner house, with great wide areas containing cellars frowned upon by barred windows, and leered at by **crooked-eyed** *(epithet)* doors leading to dustbins. It was a house of **dismal** state, with a circular back to it, containing a whole suite of drawing-rooms looking upon a gravelled yard, where two **gaunt** trees, with blackened trunks and branches, **rattled rather than rustled ***(alliteration, onomatopoeia),* their leaves were so **smoked-dried**. The **s**ummer **s**un (alliteration) was never on the street *(hyperbola),* but in the morning about breakfast-time, when it came with the water-carts and the old clothes men, **and** the people with geraniums, **and **the umbrella-mender, **and** the man who trilled the little bell of the Dutch clock as he went along. *(Polysyndeton) *It was soon gone again to return no more that day; and the bands of music and the straggling Punch's shows going after it, left it a prey to the most dismal of organs, and white mice; with now and then a porcupine, to vary the entertainments; until the butlers whose families were dining out, began to stand at the house-doors in the twilight, and the **lamp-lighter made his nightly failure** *(metaphor *) in attempting to brighten up the street with gas.

It was **as blank** **a house inside** **as outside**. *(There is inversion, there should be a house was as blank inside as outside) *When the funeral was over, Mr Dombey ordered the furniture to be covered up - perhaps to preserve it for the son with whom his plans were all associated - and the rooms to be ungarnished, saving such as he retained for himself on the ground floor. Accordingly, mysterious shapes were made of tables and chairs, heaped together in the middle of rooms, and covered over with great winding-sheets. Bell-handles, window-blinds, and looking-glasses, being papered up in journals, daily and weekly, obtruded fragmentary accounts of deaths and **dreadful **murders. (Epithet) Every **chandelier or lustre**, muffled in holland, looked **like a monstrous tear** (simile) depending from the ceiling's eye *(metaphor*). **Odours, as from vaults and damp places ***(simile),* came out of the chimneys. The dead and buried lady was awful in a picture-frame of ghastly bandages. Every gust of wind that rose, brought eddying round the corner from the neighbouring mews, some fragments of the straw that had been strewn before the house when she was ill, mildewed remains of which were still cleaving to the neighbourhood: and these, being always drawn by some invisible attraction to the threshold of the dirty house to let immediately opposite, addressed a dismal eloquence to Mr Dombey's windows.

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