The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 páginas |
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... suppose ? " I inter- rupted , smiling , and placing my hand over my heart . " Isn't this really , now , the whole secret ? " " Why the fact is certainly , I believe - yes , I may say that love has had a good deal to do with her present ...
... suppose ? " I inter- rupted , smiling , and placing my hand over my heart . " Isn't this really , now , the whole secret ? " " Why the fact is certainly , I believe - yes , I may say that love has had a good deal to do with her present ...
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... suppose your friend after this complained of much pain about the chest ; is it so ? Was there any spitting of blood ? ” " Yes , a little - no - I mean - let me see . " Here she took out of her pocket a letter , and unfolding it , cast ...
... suppose your friend after this complained of much pain about the chest ; is it so ? Was there any spitting of blood ? ” " Yes , a little - no - I mean - let me see . " Here she took out of her pocket a letter , and unfolding it , cast ...
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... suppose , by - the - way , that she is under the care of a regular professional man ? " 66 Yes , I believe so - no , I am not sure ; she has been , I believe . " I felt satisfied that she was speaking of herself . I paused , scarce ...
... suppose , by - the - way , that she is under the care of a regular professional man ? " 66 Yes , I believe so - no , I am not sure ; she has been , I believe . " I felt satisfied that she was speaking of herself . I paused , scarce ...
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... suppose they're not over well to do in the world ? " 66 Why - you an't a going to do anything to them , sir , are you ? May I ask if you're a lawyer , sir ? " " No , indeed , I am not , " said I , with a smile- " nor is this a writ ...
... suppose they're not over well to do in the world ? " 66 Why - you an't a going to do anything to them , sir , are you ? May I ask if you're a lawyer , sir ? " " No , indeed , I am not , " said I , with a smile- " nor is this a writ ...
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... suppose , into his sitting room- - " there's nothing partic'lar in that , after all . My mistress and I , even , have done such things before now , at a push , when we've been hard driven ! You know , sir , poverty's no sin — is it ...
... suppose , into his sitting room- - " there's nothing partic'lar in that , after all . My mistress and I , even , have done such things before now , at a push , when we've been hard driven ! You know , sir , poverty's no sin — is it ...
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agitation arms baronet Bill Fowler Bloomsbury Square bracelet Bullion House Carl Carl's carriage chair coach companion continued counting house daughter dear Dick door dreadful Drysalt Ebury exclaimed eyes father fearful feelings fell fellow felt Forster gasped guineas hand head hear heard heart highwaymen Hillary's honour horse hour hurried husband inquired instantly lady length letter lips looked Lord Scamp Lord Squander lordship ma'am magistrate matter Mincing Lane mind Miss Hillary monk morning never Newfoundland dog night o'clock Old Bailey opened Oxleigh paused pistol poor Elliott PORCELLIAN CLUB present prisoner pugilism replied scarce scene seat seemed servant silence Sir Diggory Sir William Gwynne sitting soon stairs stood stranger suddenly sure tell thee thing thought tion tone Topknot trembling turned uttered voice wagoner walked whispered wife William Fowler words worship wretched
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Página 349 - Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometime walking, not unseen, By Hedge-row Elms, on Hillocks green, Right against the Eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state...
Página 115 - It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Página 9 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Página 349 - Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, ' Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 288 - For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And, though a late, a sure reward succeeds.