Ellen Glanville, Volume 1E.L. Carey and A. Hart, 1838 |
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... leave him a vacant space on the ottoman be- side herself ; but he , giving her a look which plainly said , " what possible claim have you to my society ? " passed her hastily , and , after a moment's hesitation , held out his hand to ...
... leave him a vacant space on the ottoman be- side herself ; but he , giving her a look which plainly said , " what possible claim have you to my society ? " passed her hastily , and , after a moment's hesitation , held out his hand to ...
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... leave the ottoman in the next room . " Have you seen the Harrisons here ? " Miss Beaumont roused herself to ask ; and upon being answered in the nega- tive , she added , with an air of great relief , " I am very sorry , they will be so ...
... leave the ottoman in the next room . " Have you seen the Harrisons here ? " Miss Beaumont roused herself to ask ; and upon being answered in the nega- tive , she added , with an air of great relief , " I am very sorry , they will be so ...
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... leave to bring her . When they were announced , I hurried to receive them , fearing that she might feel awkward at having come uninvited ; but she received my common - place assurances of pleasure at seeing her , as nothing more than ...
... leave to bring her . When they were announced , I hurried to receive them , fearing that she might feel awkward at having come uninvited ; but she received my common - place assurances of pleasure at seeing her , as nothing more than ...
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... leave to enter , and , as usual , Mrs. Renardin allowed herself to be pacified , and to listen to the adventures " the children " had to tell . Those were happy days . Another year , and time had done its usual work ; and hearts which ...
... leave to enter , and , as usual , Mrs. Renardin allowed herself to be pacified , and to listen to the adventures " the children " had to tell . Those were happy days . Another year , and time had done its usual work ; and hearts which ...
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... leave Mordaunt Castle , and she was to make her first appearance in the Lon- don world . Frederick would again be a constant visiter at their house . " Do not laugh at me , dearest Edward , " she wrote to her brother , " when I tell you ...
... leave Mordaunt Castle , and she was to make her first appearance in the Lon- don world . Frederick would again be a constant visiter at their house . " Do not laugh at me , dearest Edward , " she wrote to her brother , " when I tell you ...
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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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