Elizabeth Gaskell,
Mary Barton — Chapter XXX
(1848)
“ JOB LEGH'S DECEPTION "Oh! sad is the night-time, The night-time of sorrow, When through the deep gloom, we catch but the boom Of the waves that may whelm us to-morrow." Job found Mrs. Wilson pacing about in a restless way; not speaking to the woman at whose house she was staying, but occasionally heaving such deep oppressive sighs as quite startled those around her. ”
