Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... door of the church at eight o'clock . I had told him that I did not like walking there by myself ; I would rather that he accompanied me . " Your arm will give me confidence , Frank ; your presence will give me courage , ' I said .. ' I ...
... door of the church at eight o'clock . I had told him that I did not like walking there by myself ; I would rather that he accompanied me . " Your arm will give me confidence , Frank ; your presence will give me courage , ' I said .. ' I ...
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... door . Come . ' He drew my arm through his and we went out . The air revived me ; and the pressure of his arm communicated life to my system . We walked quickly , Mrs. Shaw following us . Once or twice he uttered some endearing ...
... door . Come . ' He drew my arm through his and we went out . The air revived me ; and the pressure of his arm communicated life to my system . We walked quickly , Mrs. Shaw following us . Once or twice he uttered some endearing ...
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... door , solid and well - hung like the portal of a keep , and we enter . ' Welcome , my darling , to your home ! ' he says ; and I stand for some moments strained to his heart . Then releasing me , he adds , ' I'll go and let my mother ...
... door , solid and well - hung like the portal of a keep , and we enter . ' Welcome , my darling , to your home ! ' he says ; and I stand for some moments strained to his heart . Then releasing me , he adds , ' I'll go and let my mother ...
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... door and entered . 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 ...
... door and entered . 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 ...
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... door closed between us I seemed to breathe more freely . I was in no humour for reading ; and as the time was likely to hang heavy , I resolved to make a tour of inspection . The door facing the dining - room led into the drawing - room ...
... door closed between us I seemed to breathe more freely . I was in no humour for reading ; and as the time was likely to hang heavy , I resolved to make a tour of inspection . The door facing the dining - room led into the drawing - room ...
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answered asked beauty believe blue velvet Brontë brow calm Catalonia chair chintz confession Cornhill cried crown 8vo dance darling Don Quixote door dress Elms entered exclaimed eyes face faint Fairborn Fcap feel Frank glance hand hate head hear heard heart history of France hope Huddleston husband John Graham Kate Kate Howard kissed knew Lady Monck ladyship laugh leave Lepell's light lips locket London London Scottish looked looking-glass marriage married mind miserable Miss Lepell mood MORTIMER COLLINS mother never once opened pain paleness passion past present pretty question replied round dances seemed shadow Shaw silence smile speak stared stood story sweet talk tears tell things thought tion told took Trawler trembled truth turned uncon uttered voice volume watched wedding ring whilst whispered wife window wish woman Wuthering Heights
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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.