John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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Page 13
... pain- fully than ever . I reproached myself for having , under the influence of his merry talk , temporarily forgotten it . " Ah ! " I cried eagerly , when we left the shade of the abbey trees , and crossed the street ; " here we are ...
... pain- fully than ever . I reproached myself for having , under the influence of his merry talk , temporarily forgotten it . " Ah ! " I cried eagerly , when we left the shade of the abbey trees , and crossed the street ; " here we are ...
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... pain ; when I found it difficult to think of anything beyond those four grey - painted walls ; where morning , noon , and night slipped wearily away , marked by no changes , save from daylight to candlelight , from candlelight to dawn ...
... pain ; when I found it difficult to think of anything beyond those four grey - painted walls ; where morning , noon , and night slipped wearily away , marked by no changes , save from daylight to candlelight , from candlelight to dawn ...
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... pain me - the lad looked up . A beaming smile of surprise and pleasure , a friendly nod , then all at once his manner changed ; he took off his cap , and bowed ceremoniously to his master's son . For the moment , I was hurt ; then I ...
... pain me - the lad looked up . A beaming smile of surprise and pleasure , a friendly nod , then all at once his manner changed ; he took off his cap , and bowed ceremoniously to his master's son . For the moment , I was hurt ; then I ...
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... pain we heard as the door shut upon her . Poor little lady ! -how sorry I was . I knew John would be so infinitely sorry too - and all to no pur- pose that I determined not to tell him anything about it . The next time I saw Dr. Jessop ...
... pain we heard as the door shut upon her . Poor little lady ! -how sorry I was . I knew John would be so infinitely sorry too - and all to no pur- pose that I determined not to tell him anything about it . The next time I saw Dr. Jessop ...
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... painful , falsely - accusing blushes tried him sore . " Sir , I'll tell you ; it's no disgrace . Though I am such a big fellow , I can't write ; and your son was good enough to try and teach me . I was afraid of for- getting the letters ...
... painful , falsely - accusing blushes tried him sore . " Sir , I'll tell you ; it's no disgrace . Though I am such a big fellow , I can't write ; and your son was good enough to try and teach me . I was afraid of for- getting the letters ...
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