Sympson

Sympson before me crushed into a chair, and my hand was on his cravat: his eyes rolled in his head - I was strangling him, I think: the housekeeper stood wringing her hands, entreating me to desist; I desisted that moment, and felt at once as cool as stone.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Sir Philip induced two of his sisters to perpetrate a duet; he gave occupation to the Misses Sympson: the elder ladies were conversing together.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Keeldar, answering young Sympson, and not heeding Caroline.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Mr. and the Misses Sympson, not understanding the youth, let him much alone.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

'I thought the whole lot had long since lit the kitchen - fire, or curled the maid's hair at Sympson

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

One afternoon the Sympson family were gone out to take a carriage airing.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Yes: Louis Moore was a satellite of the house of Sympson: connected, yet apart; ever attendant - ever distant.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Yet that name astonished her: 'Shirley Keeldar, Sympson

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Sympson, indeed, the sole son of the family, was very unlike his sisters, and of him she had formerly been fond; but he was not coming to Yorkshire: at least, not yet.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

And now, do come, and let us once more be as we were at Sympson Grove.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004