John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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... voice . 66 Sir , I want work ; may I earn a penny ? " He spoke in tolerably good English - different from our coarse , broad , G- -shire drawl ; and taking off his tat tered old cap , looked right up into my father's face . The old man ...
... voice . 66 Sir , I want work ; may I earn a penny ? " He spoke in tolerably good English - different from our coarse , broad , G- -shire drawl ; and taking off his tat tered old cap , looked right up into my father's face . The old man ...
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... voices , and of not unwelcome dinner - sounds - I wondered how he felt it . Just at this moment another head came to the window , a somewhat older child ; I had met her with the rest ; she was only a visitor . She looked at us , then ...
... voices , and of not unwelcome dinner - sounds - I wondered how he felt it . Just at this moment another head came to the window , a somewhat older child ; I had met her with the rest ; she was only a visitor . She looked at us , then ...
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... voice was as tender as any woman's— ~ tenderer than any woman's I ever was used to hear . I put my arms round his neck ; he lifted me safely and carefully , and set me at my own door . Then , with another good- bye , he again turned to ...
... voice was as tender as any woman's— ~ tenderer than any woman's I ever was used to hear . I put my arms round his neck ; he lifted me safely and carefully , and set me at my own door . Then , with another good- bye , he again turned to ...
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... voice , as leaning gainst the fire - place , he drew his hand backwards and for wards across his face ; 66 you are very kind ; I'll stay ar hour or so , if you wish it . " " Then come and sit down here , and let 16 JOHN HALIFAX.
... voice , as leaning gainst the fire - place , he drew his hand backwards and for wards across his face ; 66 you are very kind ; I'll stay ar hour or so , if you wish it . " " Then come and sit down here , and let 16 JOHN HALIFAX.
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... voice choked ; it was with difficulty he smothered down a Ourst of tears . Perhaps this self - control was more moving than if he had wept - at least it answered better with my father . After a few minutes more , during which his stick ...
... voice choked ; it was with difficulty he smothered down a Ourst of tears . Perhaps this self - control was more moving than if he had wept - at least it answered better with my father . After a few minutes more , during which his stick ...
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