Beauchamp: Or The Error, Volumen 2Smith, Elder and Company, 1848 |
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... thousand times , Sir John ! " said the man , heartily ; " you are a kind gentle- man indeed , but I must go up to my own place first . There's my little boy , you know . Poor little man , I dare say he has cried his heart out . " " Pooh ...
... thousand times , Sir John ! " said the man , heartily ; " you are a kind gentle- man indeed , but I must go up to my own place first . There's my little boy , you know . Poor little man , I dare say he has cried his heart out . " " Pooh ...
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... thousand ; but that's not Henry Wittingham himself — of that I'm quite sure . " " I cannot see his face , " answered Ned Hay- ward , in the same low tone , " but the figure seems to me very much the same . " " Hush ! he's moving ...
... thousand ; but that's not Henry Wittingham himself — of that I'm quite sure . " " I cannot see his face , " answered Ned Hay- ward , in the same low tone , " but the figure seems to me very much the same . " " Hush ! he's moving ...
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... thousand to one we should never meet again ; he would go to the East Indies , and I to the West seeking . him ; and then each would go to meet the other , and we should pass each other by the way . " Mary Clifford smiled thoughtfully ...
... thousand to one we should never meet again ; he would go to the East Indies , and I to the West seeking . him ; and then each would go to meet the other , and we should pass each other by the way . " Mary Clifford smiled thoughtfully ...
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... thousand different hues under the influence of the rising sun . All was still and tranquil ; but at length she heard some voices speaking , and looked in the direction in which they came . " Some of the grooms , " she thought , as her ...
... thousand different hues under the influence of the rising sun . All was still and tranquil ; but at length she heard some voices speaking , and looked in the direction in which they came . " Some of the grooms , " she thought , as her ...
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... You must , indeed , for I have got a thousand things to say , and I know I shall find nobody else to say them to for the next two or three hours . " His fair companion did not think fit to re- fuse 0 BEAUCHAMP : OR ,
... You must , indeed , for I have got a thousand things to say , and I know I shall find nobody else to say them to for the next two or three hours . " His fair companion did not think fit to re- fuse 0 BEAUCHAMP : OR ,
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