Hirell, by the author of 'Abel Drake's wife' (J. Saunders). |
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... in the weekly exchange for those gone out of bloom ; but pauses unthinkingly ,
and yet full of thought , over a rose so long , that one gets the notion he has
forgotten all anxieties , and is abandoning himself to some fascinating day -
dream .
... in the weekly exchange for those gone out of bloom ; but pauses unthinkingly ,
and yet full of thought , over a rose so long , that one gets the notion he has
forgotten all anxieties , and is abandoning himself to some fascinating day -
dream .
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He rose and blushingly apologised to the gentlemen for the state in which they
found him ; while his wife set them chairs , and placed two steaming tumblers
beside that one from which Mr . Butty occasionally sipped to sustain himself
during ...
He rose and blushingly apologised to the gentlemen for the state in which they
found him ; while his wife set them chairs , and placed two steaming tumblers
beside that one from which Mr . Butty occasionally sipped to sustain himself
during ...
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His hand dropped from Hugh ' s shoulder , he slackened his pace , and a
scarcely perceptible colour rose in his swarthy cheek ; his mouth somewhat
relaxed ; his eyes softened . Chamberlayne watched him in deep anxiety . There
was more ...
His hand dropped from Hugh ' s shoulder , he slackened his pace , and a
scarcely perceptible colour rose in his swarthy cheek ; his mouth somewhat
relaxed ; his eyes softened . Chamberlayne watched him in deep anxiety . There
was more ...
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The wind — its wings no longer clogged by the rain that had weighed it down so
many days — rose and swept on with exultant voice ; tearing the white mists from
the valleys , and the blue mists from the mountains ; creeping , conspirator - like ...
The wind — its wings no longer clogged by the rain that had weighed it down so
many days — rose and swept on with exultant voice ; tearing the white mists from
the valleys , and the blue mists from the mountains ; creeping , conspirator - like ...
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It was a full Saxon face with large blue eyes , fair hair , and a rose - like richness
of complexion ; and there was in its beauty an indescribable depth , like the
folded mystery of a rich garden - rose , the power of whose hidden graces
breathes ...
It was a full Saxon face with large blue eyes , fair hair , and a rose - like richness
of complexion ; and there was in its beauty an indescribable depth , like the
folded mystery of a rich garden - rose , the power of whose hidden graces
breathes ...
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