The Open Question: A Tale of Two TemperamentsW. Heinemann, 1898 - 419 lappuses |
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11. lappuse
... smiling and unwary John . She came . She was certainly a beautiful and amiable creature , but nevertheless John found himself fighting valiantly against the sudden temptation to judge her by a brand - new standard . His mother's soft ...
... smiling and unwary John . She came . She was certainly a beautiful and amiable creature , but nevertheless John found himself fighting valiantly against the sudden temptation to judge her by a brand - new standard . His mother's soft ...
15. lappuse
... smiled . ' Well , at all events , it won't help you to be chiselling marble . ' ' Help me to what ? ' ' To a suitable marriage , of course . ' Valeria's dark eyes flashed , but before she could speak her mother said : ' I am not one of ...
... smiled . ' Well , at all events , it won't help you to be chiselling marble . ' ' Help me to what ? ' ' To a suitable marriage , of course . ' Valeria's dark eyes flashed , but before she could speak her mother said : ' I am not one of ...
18. lappuse
... smiled , understanding perfectly . But if he contemplated with serenity the descent of Mrs. Gano upon Ashburton Place , not so his unmarried daughter and house- keeper , Hannah Tallmadge . With nervous misgiving she looked forward to ...
... smiled , understanding perfectly . But if he contemplated with serenity the descent of Mrs. Gano upon Ashburton Place , not so his unmarried daughter and house- keeper , Hannah Tallmadge . With nervous misgiving she looked forward to ...
20. lappuse
... smiled at the grave little face . ' You know who I am ? ' He shook his brown curls . A shadow crossed the woman's face . ' Is he never told anything of his father or his father's people ? ' ' He is very young yet to take an interest in ...
... smiled at the grave little face . ' You know who I am ? ' He shook his brown curls . A shadow crossed the woman's face . ' Is he never told anything of his father or his father's people ? ' ' He is very young yet to take an interest in ...
31. lappuse
... smiled in a superior fashion . ' What then ? ' She twisted a piece of her calico gown . ' Were you the laundress ? ' ' Me ? No , mehm . Bet an ' Sabina done de washin ' . ' ' Well , and you ? Were you nurse ? ' The down - trodden one ...
... smiled in a superior fashion . ' What then ? ' She twisted a piece of her calico gown . ' Were you the laundress ? ' ' Me ? No , mehm . Bet an ' Sabina done de washin ' . ' ' Well , and you ? Were you nurse ? ' The down - trodden one ...
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21 BEDFORD STREET answered arms asked Aunt Valeria Ball beautiful called child clever Cousin Ethan Daily dark dear door Driscoll Emmie Emmie's Ernest Halliwell eyes face father feel felt Gano's girl Good-morning Grandma Grandmother Green Carnation hair Hall Caine hand happy HAROLD FREDERIC Harry Wilbur head hear heard heart HENRY JAMES interest John Gano Julia kind kissed knew lady laughed letter live LONDON Long Room looked mind Miss morning mother never night nodded novel Oh yes Otway parlour Plymouth Poincy realize ROBERT HICHENS Sarah Grand Scherer seemed sense smiling STEPHEN CRANE stood stopped story suddenly sure talk Tallmadge tears tell there's things thought to-day told took turned Uncle upstairs Val's voice Volume waiting walk whispered WILLIAM HEINEMANN window woman wonder Yaffti young
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