The Cornhill Magazine, Том 47William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1883 |
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... Winnington declared at once and without hesitation that she didn't believe a word of it . Nature , however , was too strong for Mrs. Winnington , and , despite her expressed incredulity , she could not help treating Nellie from that day ...
... Winnington declared at once and without hesitation that she didn't believe a word of it . Nature , however , was too strong for Mrs. Winnington , and , despite her expressed incredulity , she could not help treating Nellie from that day ...
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... ; and , at the risk of lowering him still further in the esteem of the reader , it must be confessed that he shared in some degree in the respect which Mrs. Winnington felt for a girl who did not care about NO NEW THING . 111.
... ; and , at the risk of lowering him still further in the esteem of the reader , it must be confessed that he shared in some degree in the respect which Mrs. Winnington felt for a girl who did not care about NO NEW THING . 111.
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... Winnington had large opportunities for the display of tact , and enjoyed herself very much . Philip also had been accustomed to derive a good deal of quiet enjoy- ment from these periodical feasts , which , indeed , were rich in ...
... Winnington had large opportunities for the display of tact , and enjoyed herself very much . Philip also had been accustomed to derive a good deal of quiet enjoy- ment from these periodical feasts , which , indeed , were rich in ...
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... Winnington by making violent love to Edith ; but here again he was doomed to failure . Edith sat bolt upright in her chair , looking absolutely blank and not listening to a word that he said , and Mrs. Winnington was no longer to be ...
... Winnington by making violent love to Edith ; but here again he was doomed to failure . Edith sat bolt upright in her chair , looking absolutely blank and not listening to a word that he said , and Mrs. Winnington was no longer to be ...
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... Winnington , when told of the engagement , observed that it was no affair of hers , and that she should abstain from making any comment whatever upon it ; but , just as a matter of curiosity , she would be glad to know one thing : upon ...
... Winnington , when told of the engagement , observed that it was no affair of hers , and that she should abstain from making any comment whatever upon it ; but , just as a matter of curiosity , she would be glad to know one thing : upon ...
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