The dull stone house, by Kenner Deene, Volume 2; Volume 1051862 |
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... talk nonsense . " So Paul was silent ; and when he had seen to the wants of his horse , he went into the garden to look for Emma . He found her buried among the plum trees ; two large baskets filled with purple fruit stood near her on ...
... talk nonsense . " So Paul was silent ; and when he had seen to the wants of his horse , he went into the garden to look for Emma . He found her buried among the plum trees ; two large baskets filled with purple fruit stood near her on ...
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... talk to me again about this man , and to explain every- thing . If you don't , I'll remain here until he comes to - night , and then I'll ask him his intentions . " She grew a little pale . " Do so by all means , and get horsewhipped ...
... talk to me again about this man , and to explain every- thing . If you don't , I'll remain here until he comes to - night , and then I'll ask him his intentions . " She grew a little pale . " Do so by all means , and get horsewhipped ...
Page 32
... talk nonsense , mother . " " Yes , all I say is nonsense ; and there you go on hiding things from me , instead of confiding in your mother . How can I act when I know nothing ? " " Heaven knows , I don't want you to act . " " Then why ...
... talk nonsense , mother . " " Yes , all I say is nonsense ; and there you go on hiding things from me , instead of confiding in your mother . How can I act when I know nothing ? " " Heaven knows , I don't want you to act . " " Then why ...
Page 46
... our courtship is to be bereft of even the semblance of love , Margaret . I am not to address you in a fond tone . I am only to talk of the weather , the last opera , or the county gossip . I am never 46 THE DULL STONE HOUSE .
... our courtship is to be bereft of even the semblance of love , Margaret . I am not to address you in a fond tone . I am only to talk of the weather , the last opera , or the county gossip . I am never 46 THE DULL STONE HOUSE .
Page 47
... You detest me , Margaret . ' " " " A strong word , Mr. Roggmoore . " " Not stronger than my feelings on the subject . You talk of your Scotch estates , and your good birth . Do you think I value THE DULL STONE HOUSE . 47.
... You detest me , Margaret . ' " " " A strong word , Mr. Roggmoore . " " Not stronger than my feelings on the subject . You talk of your Scotch estates , and your good birth . Do you think I value THE DULL STONE HOUSE . 47.
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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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