John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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Page 7
... Master Phineas come in and sit by the fire a bit ? " — But it was always a trouble to me to move , or walk ; and I liked stay ing at the mouth of the alley , watching the autumnal shower come sweeping down the street ; besides , I ...
... Master Phineas come in and sit by the fire a bit ? " — But it was always a trouble to me to move , or walk ; and I liked stay ing at the mouth of the alley , watching the autumnal shower come sweeping down the street ; besides , I ...
Page 9
... master's character ; remorseless as justice r fate , it never erred a moment . 66 Twenty - three minutes lost by this shower . Phineas , my son , how am I to get thee safe home ? unless thee wilt go with me to the tan - yard- " I shook ...
... master's character ; remorseless as justice r fate , it never erred a moment . 66 Twenty - three minutes lost by this shower . Phineas , my son , how am I to get thee safe home ? unless thee wilt go with me to the tan - yard- " I shook ...
Page 29
... master's son . For the moment , I was hurt ; then I could not but re- spect the honest pride which thus intimated that he knew his own position , and wished neither to ignore nor to alter it ; all advances between us must evidently come ...
... master's son . For the moment , I was hurt ; then I could not but re- spect the honest pride which thus intimated that he knew his own position , and wished neither to ignore nor to alter it ; all advances between us must evidently come ...
Page 34
... master's And this was how I best liked it to be . son . He guided me carefully among the tan - pits - those deep fosses of abomination , with a slender network of pathways thrown between - until we reached the lower end of 34 JOHN HALIFAX .
... master's And this was how I best liked it to be . son . He guided me carefully among the tan - pits - those deep fosses of abomination , with a slender network of pathways thrown between - until we reached the lower end of 34 JOHN HALIFAX .
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... master's business , should you like to be a tanner ? " He paused - his truthful face betraying him . Then he said , resolutely , " I would like to be anything that was honest and honorable . It's a notion of mine , that what- ever a man ...
... master's business , should you like to be a tanner ? " He paused - his truthful face betraying him . Then he said , resolutely , " I would like to be anything that was honest and honorable . It's a notion of mine , that what- ever a man ...
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Abel Fletcher answered asked Beechwood better Brithwood child Cloth daughter dear door Edwin Enderley eyes face fancy father feel gentleman gone Guy's Half Calf hand happy hear heard heart honor husband Jael Jessop John Halifax JOHN S. C. ABBOTT John's Kingswell knew Lady Caroline laughed listened little Muriel live Longfield looked Lord Luxmore Lord Ravenel marriage Mary Baines Maud mill mind minute Miss March Miss Silver morning mother Muriel never night Norton Bury Oldtower once pain parlor perhaps Phineas Fletcher poor quiet rose round seemed silence Sir Ralph smile spoke stood sure talking tan-yard tell thank thee things THOMAS CARLYLE thought told took turned Uncle Phineas Ursula voice walk watching wife wish woman wonder word young
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