Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Том 3 |
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... entering the room , I said to her : ' Mrs. Shaw , you have always been a kind friend of mine . I should like to tell you some- thing that has happened . But it is a great secret , mind ; can I trust you with it ? ' Her curiosity was on ...
... entering the room , I said to her : ' Mrs. Shaw , you have always been a kind friend of mine . I should like to tell you some- thing that has happened . But it is a great secret , mind ; can I trust you with it ? ' Her curiosity was on ...
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... entered into the strong excitement of shopping with hearty and unaffected relish . Perched on a chair with radiant face and wisely - frowning brow , she monopolised the attention of pretty well all the countermen in the shops we entered ...
... entered into the strong excitement of shopping with hearty and unaffected relish . Perched on a chair with radiant face and wisely - frowning brow , she monopolised the attention of pretty well all the countermen in the shops we entered ...
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... entered . ' Why , miss , ' she cried , ' you look as startled as if you saw a ghost . ' ' I feel like a ghost , ' I answered ; ' I can't believe that I am alive . Everything is so strange , so vague , so uncanny . Is it all true , Mrs ...
... entered . ' Why , miss , ' she cried , ' you look as startled as if you saw a ghost . ' ' I feel like a ghost , ' I answered ; ' I can't believe that I am alive . Everything is so strange , so vague , so uncanny . Is it all true , Mrs ...
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... entering a ball - room ; she may take her place by the side of her betrothed with as little diffidence as if she were about to kneel in the family pew by the side of her grandfather . But assuredly her mind is a whirlpool ; if her knees ...
... entering a ball - room ; she may take her place by the side of her betrothed with as little diffidence as if she were about to kneel in the family pew by the side of her grandfather . But assuredly her mind is a whirlpool ; if her knees ...
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... entered . Lady Monck sat in an armchair near the open window . Taking a tight grasp of my faculties , I stood , waiting to be introduced . ' Mother , my wife ! ' said Frank . She rose , and made me one of those stately bows which you ...
... entered . Lady Monck sat in an armchair near the open window . Taking a tight grasp of my faculties , I stood , waiting to be introduced . ' Mother , my wife ! ' said Frank . She rose , and made me one of those stately bows which you ...
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Сторінка 8 - I REQUIRE and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, ye do now confess it.
Сторінка 19 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Сторінка 90 - Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times, indeed. One may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house, and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun.
Сторінка 85 - As fills a father's eyes with light; And pleasures flow in so thick and fast Upon his heart, that he at last Must needs express his love's excess With words of unmeant bitterness. Perhaps 'tis pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other, To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. Perhaps 'tis tender too and pretty 670 At each wild word to feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity.