Mr Faversham's new year's guest, by the author of 'Ellen Clinton'.James Clarke & Company, 1873 - 428 pages |
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... added to Mr. Faversham's amazement . His pride rebelled against this extraordi- nary querist , but he nevertheless found him- self powerless to break the spell which she had so mysteriously thrown around him , and when he presently ...
... added to Mr. Faversham's amazement . His pride rebelled against this extraordi- nary querist , but he nevertheless found him- self powerless to break the spell which she had so mysteriously thrown around him , and when he presently ...
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... ; " but Lily will be good , " she added quickly , " and stay wif you . " " With me ! " echoed Mr. Faversham in consternation , " what can she mean ? " and he turned his bewildered face towards the fire , with 56 MR . FAVERSHAM'S.
... ; " but Lily will be good , " she added quickly , " and stay wif you . " " With me ! " echoed Mr. Faversham in consternation , " what can she mean ? " and he turned his bewildered face towards the fire , with 56 MR . FAVERSHAM'S.
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... added the little one presently ; " does you love Lily ? " What could he say ! At first some short , evasive reply rose to his lips , but the serious , expectant look upon that innocent face checked him ; and after a momentary struggle ...
... added the little one presently ; " does you love Lily ? " What could he say ! At first some short , evasive reply rose to his lips , but the serious , expectant look upon that innocent face checked him ; and after a momentary struggle ...
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... added , resuming his old stiffness of demeanour ; " and perhaps you had better send Mrs. Crossley here . " " She is gone to see her sister , who lives in the village , sir , and will not be home until late . " " Ah , yes ! I remember ...
... added , resuming his old stiffness of demeanour ; " and perhaps you had better send Mrs. Crossley here . " " She is gone to see her sister , who lives in the village , sir , and will not be home until late . " " Ah , yes ! I remember ...
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... concise rejoinder . ( 6 Very well , sir , " said Mary , going to the fire , and adding fresh coals ; " it will soon be ready , " and she hastily quitted the apartment . Ere long she returned , and asked in a half NEW YEAR'S GUEST . 45.
... concise rejoinder . ( 6 Very well , sir , " said Mary , going to the fire , and adding fresh coals ; " it will soon be ready , " and she hastily quitted the apartment . Ere long she returned , and asked in a half NEW YEAR'S GUEST . 45.
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