The great grindstone, Earth, had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again, and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with red upon it that the sun had… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.” — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
