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... tell you I am in the mood for mischief . Take that embroidery frame out of the way , or I shall put my foot through it . " " Oh ! for mercy's sake ! do any thing but that , " said Ellen , a gay laughing girl of fifteen ; " it is ...
... tell you I am in the mood for mischief . Take that embroidery frame out of the way , or I shall put my foot through it . " " Oh ! for mercy's sake ! do any thing but that , " said Ellen , a gay laughing girl of fifteen ; " it is ...
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... tell her name ; and so very beautiful , that every body is asking for it . Now can you enlighten me ? " " If she cannot , Edward probably can , " interposed Eliza- beth : " I did not know , Ellen , that the Howards were ac- quaintances ...
... tell her name ; and so very beautiful , that every body is asking for it . Now can you enlighten me ? " " If she cannot , Edward probably can , " interposed Eliza- beth : " I did not know , Ellen , that the Howards were ac- quaintances ...
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... telling us ours is ready ? " " My dears , " interrupted Mrs. Beaumont , " have you got your shawls ? That civil , red - haired , out of livery man , has been to tell me that our carriage has drawn off , but that we may still walk to it ...
... telling us ours is ready ? " " My dears , " interrupted Mrs. Beaumont , " have you got your shawls ? That civil , red - haired , out of livery man , has been to tell me that our carriage has drawn off , but that we may still walk to it ...
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... tell you once for all , that I will not have the hot crumb from your rolls put in my plate every morning- there is no wit in it . " 66 Yes , there is though , because it makes you so cross , " said Charles , as he ran out of the room ...
... tell you once for all , that I will not have the hot crumb from your rolls put in my plate every morning- there is no wit in it . " 66 Yes , there is though , because it makes you so cross , " said Charles , as he ran out of the room ...
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... tell him of it . " " Well , but Maria , " said Eliza , " I am surprised to hear that Lord Mordaunt did not know you - he was so very civil to me quite put himself out of the way to step forward , and ask me how I did . As to Mr ...
... tell him of it . " " Well , but Maria , " said Eliza , " I am surprised to hear that Lord Mordaunt did not know you - he was so very civil to me quite put himself out of the way to step forward , and ask me how I did . As to Mr ...
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