The dull stone house, by Kenner Deene, Volume 2; Volume 1051862 |
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... speak , perhaps even of touching her hand . She would always stop and speak to him in the street , kindly too , and with a light shining over the pure perfect face , as though his presence gave her pleasure . But Miss Percy behaved thus ...
... speak , perhaps even of touching her hand . She would always stop and speak to him in the street , kindly too , and with a light shining over the pure perfect face , as though his presence gave her pleasure . But Miss Percy behaved thus ...
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... You ride a horse every day , don't you , Mr. Withers ? " " Yes . " " Its nice , isn't it ? speak , " pursued the child . Why don't you " You look as if you were going to cry . Margaret cries often THE DULL STONE HOUSE . 7.
... You ride a horse every day , don't you , Mr. Withers ? " " Yes . " " Its nice , isn't it ? speak , " pursued the child . Why don't you " You look as if you were going to cry . Margaret cries often THE DULL STONE HOUSE . 7.
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... speak gaily . " Good bye , " said the boy , looking wist- fully after him . Paul rode off hastily , his heart more in a flame , his brain more in a whirl than ever . His passion was a mystery to himself . Literally , he knew nothing of ...
... speak gaily . " Good bye , " said the boy , looking wist- fully after him . Paul rode off hastily , his heart more in a flame , his brain more in a whirl than ever . His passion was a mystery to himself . Literally , he knew nothing of ...
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... speak . Emma took up one basket of fruit . It was heavy . It slipped , and half its con- tents were spilt . Paul , who had not stirred . from his place on the ground , began to pick up the plums , and replace them in the basket . " I ...
... speak . Emma took up one basket of fruit . It was heavy . It slipped , and half its con- tents were spilt . Paul , who had not stirred . from his place on the ground , began to pick up the plums , and replace them in the basket . " I ...
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... speak earnestly ; you are not acting . Then you really love this Roggmoore ? " " More than my life , more than my hopes of salvation . I love him to the exclusion of every other feeling . I could slay the woman on whom he should cast ...
... speak earnestly ; you are not acting . Then you really love this Roggmoore ? " " More than my life , more than my hopes of salvation . I love him to the exclusion of every other feeling . I could slay the woman on whom he should cast ...
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Page 131 - If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us; but if we confess our sins, God is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
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Page 106 - Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night: Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, — Its smiles and its tears are worth evening's best light.
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