John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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Page 14
... John Halifax came to my aid . " Suppose you let me carry you . I could - and - and- it would be great fun , you know . " He tried to turn it into a jest , so as not to hurt me ; but the tremble in his voice was as tender as any woman's ...
... John Halifax came to my aid . " Suppose you let me carry you . I could - and - and- it would be great fun , you know . " He tried to turn it into a jest , so as not to hurt me ; but the tremble in his voice was as tender as any woman's ...
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... John Halifax . Jael kept coming in and out of the parlor on divers ex- cuses , eyeing very suspiciously John Halifax and me ; espe- ially when she heard me laughing - a rare and notable fact -for mirth was not the fashion in our house ...
... John Halifax . Jael kept coming in and out of the parlor on divers ex- cuses , eyeing very suspiciously John Halifax and me ; espe- ially when she heard me laughing - a rare and notable fact -for mirth was not the fashion in our house ...
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... John , do you know you're uncommonly like a childish hero of mine - Dick Whittington ? Did you ever hear of him ? " " No. " " Come into the garden then " -for I caught another ominous vision of Jael in the doorway , and I did not want ...
... John , do you know you're uncommonly like a childish hero of mine - Dick Whittington ? Did you ever hear of him ? " " No. " " Come into the garden then " -for I caught another ominous vision of Jael in the doorway , and I did not want ...
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... John the story . merely showed him where , beyond our garden wall , and n the invisible high road that interposed , rose up the grim ild Abbey tower . 66 Probably this garden belonged to the Abbey in ancient time - our orchard is so ...
... John the story . merely showed him where , beyond our garden wall , and n the invisible high road that interposed , rose up the grim ild Abbey tower . 66 Probably this garden belonged to the Abbey in ancient time - our orchard is so ...
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... John ! John ! " I called out , but he did not hear , for his horse had taken fright at the red cloak , and required a steady hand . Very steady the boy's hand was , so that the farmer clapped his two great fists , and shouted " Bray ...
... John ! John ! " I called out , but he did not hear , for his horse had taken fright at the red cloak , and required a steady hand . Very steady the boy's hand was , so that the farmer clapped his two great fists , and shouted " Bray ...
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