The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper]. By mrs. G. HooperHenry S. King & Company, 1874 - 533 стор. |
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... looked rather grave for a minute , and then went out of the room . as he was gone , I began to cry . " What is my sweet pet crying for ? " asked mamma , kiss- ing my pale face , and taking me fondly in her arms . " I don't want to go to ...
... looked rather grave for a minute , and then went out of the room . as he was gone , I began to cry . " What is my sweet pet crying for ? " asked mamma , kiss- ing my pale face , and taking me fondly in her arms . " I don't want to go to ...
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... looked around me , still holding tight by my father's hand . The evening shades were fast covering the place . The large deserted court , that echoed the slightest footfall , was at that hour gloomy enough to strike terror into the ...
... looked around me , still holding tight by my father's hand . The evening shades were fast covering the place . The large deserted court , that echoed the slightest footfall , was at that hour gloomy enough to strike terror into the ...
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... looked straight into them , with the eager curiosity of a child . How long I looked I do not know ; but there seemed to be a long pause , during which we neither of us moved an eyelash . I saw tears gathering in those clear brown eyes ...
... looked straight into them , with the eager curiosity of a child . How long I looked I do not know ; but there seemed to be a long pause , during which we neither of us moved an eyelash . I saw tears gathering in those clear brown eyes ...
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... looked upon everything I could see as I lay in bed , leaning on one elbow , with my little head on my hand . Considering what my parents were , I could not have been imbued with a vulgar taste for mere show ; it was not the fine ...
... looked upon everything I could see as I lay in bed , leaning on one elbow , with my little head on my hand . Considering what my parents were , I could not have been imbued with a vulgar taste for mere show ; it was not the fine ...
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... looked up at her and asked , almost in a whisper , as if awe - stricken , — " Who is that , aunt ? " " Mr. Arundel Raby . " " I thought it was a lord , aunt ! He looks so noble ! Do not all lords look like that ? " " Oh dear no ! " She ...
... looked up at her and asked , almost in a whisper , as if awe - stricken , — " Who is that , aunt ? " " Mr. Arundel Raby . " " I thought it was a lord , aunt ! He looks so noble ! Do not all lords look like that ? " " Oh dear no ! " She ...
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