Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... pretty well all the countermen in the shops we entered ; for a tedious while she kept the poor fellows trotting up and down ladders , pulling out package after package from top shelves , throwing up dress after dress before her . She ...
... pretty well all the countermen in the shops we entered ; for a tedious while she kept the poor fellows trotting up and down ladders , pulling out package after package from top shelves , throwing up dress after dress before her . She ...
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... Pretty well half a mile . ' ' Then there will be hardly any need for me to leave these grounds . There is plenty of space for exercise , it seems . ' She still stared . I could see she had been too well - trained to question ; so I ...
... Pretty well half a mile . ' ' Then there will be hardly any need for me to leave these grounds . There is plenty of space for exercise , it seems . ' She still stared . I could see she had been too well - trained to question ; so I ...
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... pretty well convinced me that she cordially disliked me . I had less doubt than ever now that she would allow no scruple to interfere with her discharge in full of the debt of heavy disap- pointment which I had innocently imposed upon ...
... pretty well convinced me that she cordially disliked me . I had less doubt than ever now that she would allow no scruple to interfere with her discharge in full of the debt of heavy disap- pointment which I had innocently imposed upon ...
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... your mother on the day I arrived , I went into the garden , where I met Mrs. Cook . She didn't know me . Explanations ensued , which seemed to relieve her mind . I am pretty sure she took me for a petty larcener - a good PERPLEXITY . 71.
... your mother on the day I arrived , I went into the garden , where I met Mrs. Cook . She didn't know me . Explanations ensued , which seemed to relieve her mind . I am pretty sure she took me for a petty larcener - a good PERPLEXITY . 71.
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... Pretty larcener would be a better , ' he inter- rupted . -who , ' I went on , had crept over some boundary - fence with an eye to the fruit , perhaps the hens , or the eggs . ' ' No , no . She did not mistake you for a poacher . She ...
... Pretty larcener would be a better , ' he inter- rupted . -who , ' I went on , had crept over some boundary - fence with an eye to the fruit , perhaps the hens , or the eggs . ' ' No , no . She did not mistake you for a poacher . She ...
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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.