John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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... Once only , when the draught through the alley made me shiver , he pulled my cloak round me carefully . " You are not very strong , I'm afraid ? ” " No. " Then he stood idly looking up at the opposite - the mayor's house , with its ...
... Once only , when the draught through the alley made me shiver , he pulled my cloak round me carefully . " You are not very strong , I'm afraid ? ” " No. " Then he stood idly looking up at the opposite - the mayor's house , with its ...
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... Once he stopped to pick up for me the large brown fan of a horse - chestnut leaf . " It's pretty , isn't it - only it shows that autumn is come . " " And how shall you live in the winter , when there is no out - of - door work to be had ...
... Once he stopped to pick up for me the large brown fan of a horse - chestnut leaf . " It's pretty , isn't it - only it shows that autumn is come . " " And how shall you live in the winter , when there is no out - of - door work to be had ...
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... once thought of the money . When I acknowledged this , my father laughed , called John an honest lad , and began searching in his pocket for some larger coin . I ventured to draw his ear down , and whisper something - but I got no ...
... once thought of the money . When I acknowledged this , my father laughed , called John an honest lad , and began searching in his pocket for some larger coin . I ventured to draw his ear down , and whisper something - but I got no ...
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... once let go of the precious book . " Write- Muriel Halifax , died January 1st , 1791. ' ” " Nothing more ? " 66 Nothing more . " He looked at the writing for a minute or two , dried it carefully by the fire , replaced the book in its ...
... once let go of the precious book . " Write- Muriel Halifax , died January 1st , 1791. ' ” " Nothing more ? " 66 Nothing more . " He looked at the writing for a minute or two , dried it carefully by the fire , replaced the book in its ...
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... once , in a passion , had thrown the fact t me , that the wealthy Friend himself had come to Nor on Bury without a shilling in his pocket . 66 16 Well , what work canst thee do , lad ? " Anything , " was the eager answer . " Anything ...
... once , in a passion , had thrown the fact t me , that the wealthy Friend himself had come to Nor on Bury without a shilling in his pocket . 66 16 Well , what work canst thee do , lad ? " Anything , " was the eager answer . " Anything ...
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