Joan Merryweather and Other TalesHenry S. King & Company, 1874 - 320 стор. |
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... touched land at the foot of one of her home fields , Joan grew suddenly calm , alert , and business- like . She gathered up her hair with a rapidity that amazed the barber , put on her hat , and drew forth her little bag to pay the ...
... touched land at the foot of one of her home fields , Joan grew suddenly calm , alert , and business- like . She gathered up her hair with a rapidity that amazed the barber , put on her hat , and drew forth her little bag to pay the ...
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... touched her sleeve , would not give him a single look . They had sat in this way for nearly an hour , when the farmer , having taken off the edge of his appetite , began to regard Joan and her wooer with a grim satisfaction . " So ...
... touched her sleeve , would not give him a single look . They had sat in this way for nearly an hour , when the farmer , having taken off the edge of his appetite , began to regard Joan and her wooer with a grim satisfaction . " So ...
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... touched her hair and white neckerchief . Her thin and deft hands moved swiftly . Great moths came and dashed themselves against her hair , as if taking that for the centre of the untimely light . Great shadows crept to her feet , or ...
... touched her hair and white neckerchief . Her thin and deft hands moved swiftly . Great moths came and dashed themselves against her hair , as if taking that for the centre of the untimely light . Great shadows crept to her feet , or ...
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... touched with the fire of the sunset , or clump of oaks reddening to gold , or cottage with a lithe , bold - eyed girl clinging to its eaves , and , heedless of her mother's shaking fist , plucking and flinging down the ripe grapes to ...
... touched with the fire of the sunset , or clump of oaks reddening to gold , or cottage with a lithe , bold - eyed girl clinging to its eaves , and , heedless of her mother's shaking fist , plucking and flinging down the ripe grapes to ...
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... touched the miller's arm , and pointed to where stood against the horizon , like a grey , uneven fringe , a cluster of house - roofs . 66 ' Master , " said she , to the miller , " you told me ' twas the next town we should see , but ...
... touched the miller's arm , and pointed to where stood against the horizon , like a grey , uneven fringe , a cluster of house - roofs . 66 ' Master , " said she , to the miller , " you told me ' twas the next town we should see , but ...
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