Lady Granard's nieces [by J.V. Pinkney]. |
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... under the care of his sister , a maiden lady resident in England ; and with her he continued to live till he was sent , at the request of the Colonel , to a public school . The truth was , Colonel 4 LADY GRANARD'S NIECES .
... under the care of his sister , a maiden lady resident in England ; and with her he continued to live till he was sent , at the request of the Colonel , to a public school . The truth was , Colonel 4 LADY GRANARD'S NIECES .
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... lives . Yet to this method of landing , although it did not meet with the approbation of any one save himself , Charles saw no ob- jection whatever , and instantly awaking Everard , who was asleep down stairs in the saloon , he ...
... lives . Yet to this method of landing , although it did not meet with the approbation of any one save himself , Charles saw no ob- jection whatever , and instantly awaking Everard , who was asleep down stairs in the saloon , he ...
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... live ? -you will lend it , sir ? " " With the greatest pleasure , " answered Charles , gravely , though he felt a scarcely re- sistible desire to laugh . " I am very much obliged to you and to this gentleman , " replied Coralie who ...
... live ? -you will lend it , sir ? " " With the greatest pleasure , " answered Charles , gravely , though he felt a scarcely re- sistible desire to laugh . " I am very much obliged to you and to this gentleman , " replied Coralie who ...
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... lives ! " said he . " What a question ! " " I see no houses hereabouts , Everard . " " I believe you ; I see nothing but tall , dark , and leafless trees on each side of us , while to the front a huge white cliff overshadows our path ...
... lives ! " said he . " What a question ! " " I see no houses hereabouts , Everard . " " I believe you ; I see nothing but tall , dark , and leafless trees on each side of us , while to the front a huge white cliff overshadows our path ...
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... live over again , with all its fears , its agony , its desola- tion and despair , leaving her a second time alone in the world , but now childless , and without hope , save in the grave , which had closed over all she loved . Can we ...
... live over again , with all its fears , its agony , its desola- tion and despair , leaving her a second time alone in the world , but now childless , and without hope , save in the grave , which had closed over all she loved . Can we ...
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Page 293 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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