garden-chair

Dr. Orkborne assented; and Sir Hugh, advancing to the group, made his proposition, adding: 'Eugenia and I will overtake you as soon as the garden-chair comes, which, I dare say, won't be long, Robert being so behind-hand already.'

Camilla 2008

Reuter, and led her to a garden-chair, nestled under some lilacs near.

The Professor, by Charlotte Bronte 2006

She assaulted my poor father in his garden-chair, whence he could not escape her.

The Newcomes 2006

It was here that the lilacs and laburnums grew especially thick; this was the most sheltered nook in the enclosure, its shrubs screened the garden-chair where that afternoon I had sat with the young directress.

The Professor, by Charlotte Bronte 2006

We had now reached THE garden-chair; the directress sat down, and signed to me to sit by her, but I only rested my knee on the seat, and stood leaning my head and arm against the embowering branch of a huge laburnum, whose golden flowers, blent with the dusky green leaves of a lilac-bush, formed a mixed arch of shade and sunshine over the retreat.

The Professor, by Charlotte Bronte 2006

“Who was Grandpapa?” he asked; and they told him how he used to be very old, and used to be wheeled about in a garden-chair, and they showed him the garden-chair one day rotting in the out-house in which it had lain since the old gentleman had been wheeled away yonder to the church, of which the spire was glittering over the park elms.

Vanity Fair 2006

“So I should have thought,” said Dick, warming to the subject, and mounting on a small garden-chair.

Red Pottage 2004

Mrs. Gresley, in an alarming new hat, sank back exhausted in her garden-chair.

Red Pottage 2004

But she seemed content to hang about with the other women, and when she sauntered about the grounds seated herself on a garden-chair with Lady Mabel, and discussed with great eloquence the general beauty of Scottish scenery.

The Duke's Children 2004

Her uncle, always liberal, had bought a garden-chair for her express use: he carried her down in his own arms, and placed her in it himself, and William Farren was there to wheel her round the walks, to show her what he had done amongst her plants, to take her directions for further work.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004