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... smile of unmistakeable good - hu- mour ; but there was no propriety about him , not a bit , and both he and his dog , fine creatures as they were , looked somewhat out of place in that elegant well - ordered drawing - room . He seemed ...
... smile of unmistakeable good - hu- mour ; but there was no propriety about him , not a bit , and both he and his dog , fine creatures as they were , looked somewhat out of place in that elegant well - ordered drawing - room . He seemed ...
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... smiling face , as if it were the pleasantest thing in the world to him , and replied with a cordiality which left no doubt of his inclination for friendship . " This is a near neighbour of ours , " said Mrs. Branscombe , laying her hand ...
... smiling face , as if it were the pleasantest thing in the world to him , and replied with a cordiality which left no doubt of his inclination for friendship . " This is a near neighbour of ours , " said Mrs. Branscombe , laying her hand ...
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... smiling leave of Mrs. Branscombe and Brian , but to the latter's amusement , she paused on her way to the door , and made an arch sprightly curtsey to a picture which hung against the wall . In answer to his look of curiosity , she said ...
... smiling leave of Mrs. Branscombe and Brian , but to the latter's amusement , she paused on her way to the door , and made an arch sprightly curtsey to a picture which hung against the wall . In answer to his look of curiosity , she said ...
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... his assertion . " Good - bye ! " she said , with an answering smile . " I suppose I shall see you at church , either this evening , or to - morrow morning , shall I not ? " Why , it is not Sunday , nor will be PLAY AND EARNEST . 7.
... his assertion . " Good - bye ! " she said , with an answering smile . " I suppose I shall see you at church , either this evening , or to - morrow morning , shall I not ? " Why , it is not Sunday , nor will be PLAY AND EARNEST . 7.
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... smile , beamed out of Brian's merry blue eyes . " How good you must all be ! " he said , in a tone between admiration and mockery . " Don't be too sure of that , " Sibyl answered , laughingly , " we ought to be , but Mrs. Brans- combe ...
... smile , beamed out of Brian's merry blue eyes . " How good you must all be ! " he said , in a tone between admiration and mockery . " Don't be too sure of that , " Sibyl answered , laughingly , " we ought to be , but Mrs. Brans- combe ...
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