The Open Question: A Tale of Two TemperamentsW. Heinemann, 1898 - 419 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 61.
77. lappuse
... Val insisted on going to church , rain or shine . She read her Bible with vigour and astonishment , belabouring Nanna with difficult ... Val's demands . There was the case of the lady housekeeper from Boston , who , in THE OPEN QUESTION 77.
... Val insisted on going to church , rain or shine . She read her Bible with vigour and astonishment , belabouring Nanna with difficult ... Val's demands . There was the case of the lady housekeeper from Boston , who , in THE OPEN QUESTION 77.
82. lappuse
... Val had espied the candles on the bureau . She lit them . ' Oh , we never have more'n one , ' admonished Emmie gently ... Val's doing ! ' said Emmie , with innocent excitement , while her elder and more accomplished sister stirred the ...
... Val had espied the candles on the bureau . She lit them . ' Oh , we never have more'n one , ' admonished Emmie gently ... Val's doing ! ' said Emmie , with innocent excitement , while her elder and more accomplished sister stirred the ...
85. lappuse
... Val Gano . She had come quickly to the conclusion , that she would say nothing more to the child's nervous and ailing father , but was quite definitely minded to set to work quietly and vigorously to correct in Val's upbringing the ...
... Val Gano . She had come quickly to the conclusion , that she would say nothing more to the child's nervous and ailing father , but was quite definitely minded to set to work quietly and vigorously to correct in Val's upbringing the ...
86. lappuse
... Val in a loud voice , ' that I'm waitin ' for my coffee . ' An ' Jerusha put in a turbaned head . ' Lordy , missy ! don ... Val's was a bold heart . And she realized that a blow must be struck for liberty . ' They haven't given me any ...
... Val in a loud voice , ' that I'm waitin ' for my coffee . ' An ' Jerusha put in a turbaned head . ' Lordy , missy ! don ... Val's was a bold heart . And she realized that a blow must be struck for liberty . ' They haven't given me any ...
88. lappuse
... Val parted the fringe of lower undergrowth , and peered between the fence rails , but could see no one . She shied ... Val's age , with a freckled face and a queer little knob of a nose . ' Wot's your name ? ' he inquired . ' Val Gano ...
... Val parted the fringe of lower undergrowth , and peered between the fence rails , but could see no one . She shied ... Val's age , with a freckled face and a queer little knob of a nose . ' Wot's your name ? ' he inquired . ' Val Gano ...
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