Cheveley, Or, The Man of Honour, Том 2Harper & Brothers, 1839 |
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... sitting before her toilet , with a heavy heart , and her mask on , listening for the last footsteps to recede , that she might not en- counter Mowbray , when the door was unceremoni- ously opened , and her husband entered , glittering ...
... sitting before her toilet , with a heavy heart , and her mask on , listening for the last footsteps to recede , that she might not en- counter Mowbray , when the door was unceremoni- ously opened , and her husband entered , glittering ...
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... sitting before her toilet - table , upon which were ranged , not indeed " Twelve vast French romances , neatly gilt , " but a pile of war - novels - a species of literature in which her ladyship much delighted and often indulg- ed . At ...
... sitting before her toilet - table , upon which were ranged , not indeed " Twelve vast French romances , neatly gilt , " but a pile of war - novels - a species of literature in which her ladyship much delighted and often indulg- ed . At ...
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... sit with her and tell her about the ball - that will look affec- tionate and attentive , and all that sort of thing ; and if she hints at my brother having struck her , I can reason with her , and tell her how much better it will be for ...
... sit with her and tell her about the ball - that will look affec- tionate and attentive , and all that sort of thing ; and if she hints at my brother having struck her , I can reason with her , and tell her how much better it will be for ...
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... sit with you this morning ; you see by this offer of going into your room I treat you quite en famille , but I think the less ceremony among friends , the better . " I remain , my dear Madam , yours truly , " E. B. B. DE CLIFFORD ...
... sit with you this morning ; you see by this offer of going into your room I treat you quite en famille , but I think the less ceremony among friends , the better . " I remain , my dear Madam , yours truly , " E. B. B. DE CLIFFORD ...
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... sitting by her bedside , the latter with her little cheek leaning on her mother's hand . " Dear mamma , " said she , as soon as she perceived she was awake , " how did you hurt your other poor hand , that it is so tied up ? besides , I ...
... sitting by her bedside , the latter with her little cheek leaning on her mother's hand . " Dear mamma , " said she , as soon as she perceived she was awake , " how did you hurt your other poor hand , that it is so tied up ? besides , I ...
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