Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... feelings for my husband , the better I should like it . Conscience had been my first oblation , and pride should follow . He had not intended to tell Lady Monck of his marriage for two or three days , perhaps a PERPLEXITY 21-
... feelings for my husband , the better I should like it . Conscience had been my first oblation , and pride should follow . He had not intended to tell Lady Monck of his marriage for two or three days , perhaps a PERPLEXITY 21-
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... Lady Monck sat with some needle - work in her hand . Dr. Monck seemed to be reading a book . Suddenly he closed the volume , looked up , and said , ' Mother , I have something to tell you . ' She raised her eyes and examined him . His ...
... Lady Monck sat with some needle - work in her hand . Dr. Monck seemed to be reading a book . Suddenly he closed the volume , looked up , and said , ' Mother , I have something to tell you . ' She raised her eyes and examined him . His ...
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... Lady Monck's prompt compliance with her son's wish masks a design . She is too proud to have submitted to the occupation of her home by one whom . she thinks so infinitely her inferior , without quitting it , had she not some object in ...
... Lady Monck's prompt compliance with her son's wish masks a design . She is too proud to have submitted to the occupation of her home by one whom . she thinks so infinitely her inferior , without quitting it , had she not some object in ...
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... Lady Monck be very angry , darling ? ' I ask . ' Why should she be angry ? ' " For stealing away the heart of her son . For preventing him from marrying Miss Lepell . For placing her in a position that leaves her no alternative but to ...
... Lady Monck be very angry , darling ? ' I ask . ' Why should she be angry ? ' " For stealing away the heart of her son . For preventing him from marrying Miss Lepell . For placing her in a position that leaves her no alternative but to ...
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... 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 seldom see ...
... 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 seldom see ...
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.