Cheveley, Or, The Man of Honour, Том 2Harper & Brothers, 1839 |
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... walked to the cheffoniere , took the books , and quitted the room through the passage door by which he had entered . Suffering as she was , both in body and mind , still the habit of obedience and fear were so strong upon her , that ...
... walked to the cheffoniere , took the books , and quitted the room through the passage door by which he had entered . Suffering as she was , both in body and mind , still the habit of obedience and fear were so strong upon her , that ...
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... walked over to the table and pour- ed out a glass of water ; while he was drinking it , a knock came to the door . " Come in , " said Lady de Clifford , and Berryl en- tered in the greatest possible state of trepidation . " Good evens ...
... walked over to the table and pour- ed out a glass of water ; while he was drinking it , a knock came to the door . " Come in , " said Lady de Clifford , and Berryl en- tered in the greatest possible state of trepidation . " Good evens ...
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... walked silently on till he reached the house ; he en- tered the vestibule just as Saville ( whom he knew by his dress , in spite of a very good and characteristic mask ) was presenting a scroll of paper to Sir Walter Raleigh , whom he ...
... walked silently on till he reached the house ; he en- tered the vestibule just as Saville ( whom he knew by his dress , in spite of a very good and characteristic mask ) was presenting a scroll of paper to Sir Walter Raleigh , whom he ...
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... walked slowly and feebly into the next room . It was a relief to her to find it empty . Fanny placed her on the sofa , saying she should go for her work and return immediately . " So , then , " said Lady de Clifford , as soon as she was ...
... walked slowly and feebly into the next room . It was a relief to her to find it empty . Fanny placed her on the sofa , saying she should go for her work and return immediately . " So , then , " said Lady de Clifford , as soon as she was ...
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... walked gently up to her on tiptoe , and , throwing her arms round her neck , said , " Dear mamma , I have never yet shown you the pretty bracelets Lord Cheveley left for me the day he went away ; that nasty day , I hate it ; " and the ...
... walked gently up to her on tiptoe , and , throwing her arms round her neck , said , " Dear mamma , I have never yet shown you the pretty bracelets Lord Cheveley left for me the day he went away ; that nasty day , I hate it ; " and the ...
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