To the bitter end, by the author of 'Lady Audley's secret'. |
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... delighted in wandering among the flowers , and idling away long mornings in the orchard ; loved all the live creatures around her , from old Molly the dairymaid , whom she had known from her earliest childhood , to the yellow ducklings ...
... delighted in wandering among the flowers , and idling away long mornings in the orchard ; loved all the live creatures around her , from old Molly the dairymaid , whom she had known from her earliest childhood , to the yellow ducklings ...
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... brought them news of the outer world , and that interesting exile , Sir Francis Clevedon , of whom she delighted to hear . She had a girlish notion that he must be - all these years , and another source of income TO THE BITTER END . 23.
... brought them news of the outer world , and that interesting exile , Sir Francis Clevedon , of whom she delighted to hear . She had a girlish notion that he must be - all these years , and another source of income TO THE BITTER END . 23.
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... delightful . And yet it's hard to imagine a man living here year after year , away from all the contest and expectation of life , content that this summer's harvest should yield him as good a crop as last summer's ; that next year's ...
... delightful . And yet it's hard to imagine a man living here year after year , away from all the contest and expectation of life , content that this summer's harvest should yield him as good a crop as last summer's ; that next year's ...
Page 53
... delight of not being in a hurry . He had been wont to live always under pressure : to dress with his watch open on the dressing - table ; to breakfast with his watch beside his plate ; to mete out the exact time which he could spare for ...
... delight of not being in a hurry . He had been wont to live always under pressure : to dress with his watch open on the dressing - table ; to breakfast with his watch beside his plate ; to mete out the exact time which he could spare for ...
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... delight of thorough idleness ; to drain the cup of simple rustic joys , which were so new to him . In- tent on this , he went down to breakfast in his morn- ing - coat , wheeled the table to an open window , and then pounced at once ...
... delight of thorough idleness ; to drain the cup of simple rustic joys , which were so new to him . In- tent on this , he went down to breakfast in his morn- ing - coat , wheeled the table to an open window , and then pounced at once ...
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Page 242 - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 127 - Here, my dear friend," he suddenly exclaimed, as he pulled a couple of little parcels out of his pocket, "is a quarter of a pound of tea and half a pound of sugar, for, though it is not in my power at present to return you the two guineas, you nor any man else shall ever have it to say that I want gratitude.
Page 140 - As one dead in the bottom of a tomb : Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. Rom. And trust me, love, in my eye so do you : Dry sorrow drinks our blood. — Adieu ! Juliet farewell !— My life !— Jul.