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... heads ? NIECE . Well , uncle , I don't want to hear all . UNCLE . Well ! I tell you again it is ill . Like a bad barometer , you always say it is fine weather when it is foul . NIECE , ( coaxingly . ) I will be like anything you please ...
... heads ? NIECE . Well , uncle , I don't want to hear all . UNCLE . Well ! I tell you again it is ill . Like a bad barometer , you always say it is fine weather when it is foul . NIECE , ( coaxingly . ) I will be like anything you please ...
Page 22
... head . ) He is not at all Mollyish ; he is as manly as any one , only not so rough , and rude , and disagreeable as some people are . UNCLE . Ay , plenty of soft sawder . A piece of perfection ! Lovers always are , like a new pur- chase ...
... head . ) He is not at all Mollyish ; he is as manly as any one , only not so rough , and rude , and disagreeable as some people are . UNCLE . Ay , plenty of soft sawder . A piece of perfection ! Lovers always are , like a new pur- chase ...
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... head . ) Depend upon it he is : I have known many such cases . There was young Dashaway just the same : bridal party all assembled in full dress - bride in her blushes and orange flowers - the Bishop impatient - the break- fast waiting ...
... head . ) Depend upon it he is : I have known many such cases . There was young Dashaway just the same : bridal party all assembled in full dress - bride in her blushes and orange flowers - the Bishop impatient - the break- fast waiting ...
Page 44
... love her the more - mistrust her not - she will de- ceive you , never . Hus . I may not have a roof to shelter my poor head . WIFE . Then we will make our home in some fair wood , or flowery plain , and glancing at 44 THE RETURN .
... love her the more - mistrust her not - she will de- ceive you , never . Hus . I may not have a roof to shelter my poor head . WIFE . Then we will make our home in some fair wood , or flowery plain , and glancing at 44 THE RETURN .
Page 52
... heads : his tiger mood was never yet softened by prayer or tear . TRENCH , ( with a burst of passion . ) True , Hartley , true : I triumph , as you say . Her tears quench not , but add fresh fuel to my hate , since they are shed for you ...
... heads : his tiger mood was never yet softened by prayer or tear . TRENCH , ( with a burst of passion . ) True , Hartley , true : I triumph , as you say . Her tears quench not , but add fresh fuel to my hate , since they are shed for you ...
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Page 87 - What, John, not gone yet ? I thought you were to meet the Commissioners at twelve ? " To which, by some instinct of memory, I replied without thinking, " Yes. But it has not struck yet." JOAN : " But you know it's half an hour's walk to the Guildhall. " DAUPHIN :