Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Том 3 |
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... secret , mind ; can I trust you with it ? ' Her curiosity was on tiptoe at once ; but that she might not be balked , she pretended to take little interest . ' Don't tell me , miss , if you have the least doubts o ' me . I think I knows ...
... secret , mind ; can I trust you with it ? ' Her curiosity was on tiptoe at once ; but that she might not be balked , she pretended to take little interest . ' Don't tell me , miss , if you have the least doubts o ' me . I think I knows ...
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... secret , volun- teered to help me in my shopping . She had long resided at Huddleston , and therefore knew the best shops to direct me to . She also knew of a very good needlewoman , whose services she would engage at once . I was glad ...
... secret , volun- teered to help me in my shopping . She had long resided at Huddleston , and therefore knew the best shops to direct me to . She also knew of a very good needlewoman , whose services she would engage at once . I was glad ...
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... secret of my marriage , I said , shall die with the past that gave it birth . I will pluck . the dead thing from my heart and let the winds , as they sweep , drift the dust to obscure it . This is the hour of my resurrection ! from the ...
... secret of my marriage , I said , shall die with the past that gave it birth . I will pluck . the dead thing from my heart and let the winds , as they sweep , drift the dust to obscure it . This is the hour of my resurrection ! from the ...
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... secret . ' Didn't the housemaid who opened the gate tell you I had come ? ' 6 Mary and me don't speak , if you please ' m . ' ' I am sorry to hear that . I hope you will make it up , in honour of my arrival . I am Dr. Monck's wife ...
... secret . ' Didn't the housemaid who opened the gate tell you I had come ? ' 6 Mary and me don't speak , if you please ' m . ' ' I am sorry to hear that . I hope you will make it up , in honour of my arrival . I am Dr. Monck's wife ...
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... to lock whatever secrets your life may hold in your heart , pledging myself that I will make no effort to violate the sanctity of their privacy- what have you to fear ? ' 6 Nothing . ' ' If you had any secret 78 PERPLEXITY .
... to lock whatever secrets your life may hold in your heart , pledging myself that I will make no effort to violate the sanctity of their privacy- what have you to fear ? ' 6 Nothing . ' ' If you had any secret 78 PERPLEXITY .
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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.