John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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Page 7
... watching the autumnal shower come sweeping down the street ; besides , I wanted to look again at the stranger - lad . He had scarcely stirred , but remained leaning against the wall - either through weariness , or in order to Peerner Le ...
... watching the autumnal shower come sweeping down the street ; besides , I wanted to look again at the stranger - lad . He had scarcely stirred , but remained leaning against the wall - either through weariness , or in order to Peerner Le ...
Page 8
... watching the eddying rain - drops , which , each as it fell , threw up a little mist of spray . It was a serious , haggard face for a boy of only fourteen or so . Let me call it up before me - I can easily , even after more than fifty ...
... watching the eddying rain - drops , which , each as it fell , threw up a little mist of spray . It was a serious , haggard face for a boy of only fourteen or so . Let me call it up before me - I can easily , even after more than fifty ...
Page 10
... watched him down the street - my good father , whom I respected perhaps even more than I loved him . The Cornish lad watched him likewise . It still rained slightly , so we remained under cover . John Halifax leaned in his old place ...
... watched him down the street - my good father , whom I respected perhaps even more than I loved him . The Cornish lad watched him likewise . It still rained slightly , so we remained under cover . John Halifax leaned in his old place ...
Page 11
... watching us shivering shelterers from the rain . Doubtless our position made their own appear all the pleasanter . For myself , it mattered little ; but for this poor , desolate , homeless , way - faring lad to stand in sight of their ...
... watching us shivering shelterers from the rain . Doubtless our position made their own appear all the pleasanter . For myself , it mattered little ; but for this poor , desolate , homeless , way - faring lad to stand in sight of their ...
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... watched a thought grow , and grow , till out of them was shining a beauty absolutely divine . All of a sudden the Abbey chimes burst out , and made the lad start . " What's that ? " " Turn again , Whittington , Lord Mayor of London JOHN ...
... watched a thought grow , and grow , till out of them was shining a beauty absolutely divine . All of a sudden the Abbey chimes burst out , and made the lad start . " What's that ? " " Turn again , Whittington , Lord Mayor of London JOHN ...
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