Temple Bar: A London Magazine for Town and Country Readers, Том 81Ward and Lock, 1887 |
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... told - but she knew there was a difference , a doubt , a vague suspicion , which , without having any tangible ground for , she could not help feeling . Contrary to her wishes also , her appreciation of his character had become clearer ...
... told - but she knew there was a difference , a doubt , a vague suspicion , which , without having any tangible ground for , she could not help feeling . Contrary to her wishes also , her appreciation of his character had become clearer ...
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... told they were to come in and not to keep bad company ; and if by chance they rebelled , it was to be warned that they'd better " mind theyselves " and be good , or else " You'll all get hung , like her father was , and then the devil ...
... told they were to come in and not to keep bad company ; and if by chance they rebelled , it was to be warned that they'd better " mind theyselves " and be good , or else " You'll all get hung , like her father was , and then the devil ...
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... told her of . " I want you to look over , mother , " and he led her to the brink of the precipice . " Now - down there - do you see where the ledge over that mound that looks like grass is broken away ? —and the slate that sticks out ...
... told her of . " I want you to look over , mother , " and he led her to the brink of the precipice . " Now - down there - do you see where the ledge over that mound that looks like grass is broken away ? —and the slate that sticks out ...
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... told of it , who told it to Aunt Tishy and Aunt Tabby ; it was spoken of to Mrs. Yabsley , who mentioned it to her husband , suggesting that an allusion in his sermon on Sunday to " the only son of his mother and she a widow " would be ...
... told of it , who told it to Aunt Tishy and Aunt Tabby ; it was spoken of to Mrs. Yabsley , who mentioned it to her husband , suggesting that an allusion in his sermon on Sunday to " the only son of his mother and she a widow " would be ...
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... told to do , and an ear never weary of listening to the praises of " my son Roger , " made Mrs. Coode for a long time in a measure lenient towards the young girl's feelings . All the time this was going on Roger came and went - he was ...
... told to do , and an ear never weary of listening to the praises of " my son Roger , " made Mrs. Coode for a long time in a measure lenient towards the young girl's feelings . All the time this was going on Roger came and went - he was ...
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