Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... asked not to speak , I'd be mangled afore a word could be got from me . ' concerns . ' What ideas , ' I asked , ' have Dr. Monck's visits to me suggested to you ? ' ' Nothin ' but which is proper an ' lawful 2 PERPLEXITY .
... asked not to speak , I'd be mangled afore a word could be got from me . ' concerns . ' What ideas , ' I asked , ' have Dr. Monck's visits to me suggested to you ? ' ' Nothin ' but which is proper an ' lawful 2 PERPLEXITY .
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... you to banish from your mind every hope of my ever marry-- ing Miss Lepell . ' 6 Is that what you have to tell me ? ' she asked coldly . ' Not all . ' There was a pause . ' You will not marry Miss Lepell because you do 24 PERPLEXITY .
... you to banish from your mind every hope of my ever marry-- ing Miss Lepell . ' 6 Is that what you have to tell me ? ' she asked coldly . ' Not all . ' There was a pause . ' You will not marry Miss Lepell because you do 24 PERPLEXITY .
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... asked . 6 That is one reason . ' ' Your nature will not permit you to witness in her beauty and fortune two unspeakably better recommendations than love ? ' Assuredly it will not . ' 6 ' I am to believe , ' she went on with haughty ...
... asked . 6 That is one reason . ' ' Your nature will not permit you to witness in her beauty and fortune two unspeakably better recommendations than love ? ' Assuredly it will not . ' 6 ' I am to believe , ' she went on with haughty ...
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... looking red and dishevelled , holding some eggs , the hunt after which seemed to have made her rather torn and warm - looking . She stared at me as if I was an intruder . ' Are you the housemaid ? ' I asked . 50 PERPLEXITY .
... looking red and dishevelled , holding some eggs , the hunt after which seemed to have made her rather torn and warm - looking . She stared at me as if I was an intruder . ' Are you the housemaid ? ' I asked . 50 PERPLEXITY .
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William Clark Russell. ' Are you the housemaid ? ' I asked . ' No , ' m ; I'm the cook . ' ' How far do these grounds extend ? ' 6 Nigh away to Mister Western's paddock . ' ' And how far might that be ? ' ' Pretty well half a mile ...
William Clark Russell. ' Are you the housemaid ? ' I asked . ' No , ' m ; I'm the cook . ' ' How far do these grounds extend ? ' 6 Nigh away to Mister Western's paddock . ' ' And how far might that be ? ' ' Pretty well half a mile ...
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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.