Ellen Glanville, Volume 1E.L. Carey and A. Hart, 1838 |
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... half raising himself from the sofa on which he was stretched : - " you have not common feeling - nobody ever has for my troubles . I will bear it no longer . I tell you I am in the mood for mischief . Take that embroidery frame out of ...
... half raising himself from the sofa on which he was stretched : - " you have not common feeling - nobody ever has for my troubles . I will bear it no longer . I tell you I am in the mood for mischief . Take that embroidery frame out of ...
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... half an hour Ellen was standing at the window watching Edward mount and gallop across the park . Her father sighed as he marked the fond , proud look she cast towards him . " So Edward has carried his point , " said Elizabeth with ...
... half an hour Ellen was standing at the window watching Edward mount and gallop across the park . Her father sighed as he marked the fond , proud look she cast towards him . " So Edward has carried his point , " said Elizabeth with ...
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... half - hour , had been vainly trying to obtain what she conceived a due share of attention . " Oh , Mr. Percival ! " she began , the moment he was within speaking distance ; " how glad I am you are come : we have heard and talked of ...
... half - hour , had been vainly trying to obtain what she conceived a due share of attention . " Oh , Mr. Percival ! " she began , the moment he was within speaking distance ; " how glad I am you are come : we have heard and talked of ...
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... half smiling through her tears ; " I am only very tired , and quite worn out with being pleasant . Come and ride with me to - morrow ; and now , good night ! " CHAPTER II . " There's nothing like a modicum of 10 ELLEN GLANVILLE .
... half smiling through her tears ; " I am only very tired , and quite worn out with being pleasant . Come and ride with me to - morrow ; and now , good night ! " CHAPTER II . " There's nothing like a modicum of 10 ELLEN GLANVILLE .
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... half the evening , and he never seemed to find out that we were in the room ; and when at last I touched his elbow and asked him how he was , he answered , quite well , and delighted to see his old neighbor , Mrs. Harrison , and her ...
... half the evening , and he never seemed to find out that we were in the room ; and when at last I touched his elbow and asked him how he was , he answered , quite well , and delighted to see his old neighbor , Mrs. Harrison , and her ...
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Page 176 - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last ; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen ; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes ; At every word a reputation dies.
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