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... obscure depths of your wisdom . I only want the straightest road to Trevanard's farm . He is a tenant of this estate , I suppose , Mrs. Darvis ? ' ' Yes , sir . Michael Trevanard's father was a ' FAREWELL , AND COME AGAIN TO - MORROW . ' 7.
... obscure depths of your wisdom . I only want the straightest road to Trevanard's farm . He is a tenant of this estate , I suppose , Mrs. Darvis ? ' ' Yes , sir . Michael Trevanard's father was a ' FAREWELL , AND COME AGAIN TO - MORROW . ' 7.
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Mary Elizabeth Braddon. ' Yes , sir . Michael Trevanard's father was a tenant of the old Squire's before my time . Old Mrs. Trevanard is still living , though stone - blind , and hardly right in her head , I believe . ' They had reached ...
Mary Elizabeth Braddon. ' Yes , sir . Michael Trevanard's father was a tenant of the old Squire's before my time . Old Mrs. Trevanard is still living , though stone - blind , and hardly right in her head , I believe . ' They had reached ...
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... father say to our taking in a stranger , without so much as knowing his name ? ' ' My name is Clissold , ' said the applicant , taking a card out of his pocket - book and throwing it on the polished beechwood table , the only handsome ...
... father say to our taking in a stranger , without so much as knowing his name ? ' ' My name is Clissold , ' said the applicant , taking a card out of his pocket - book and throwing it on the polished beechwood table , the only handsome ...
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... Father's always satisfied when you are . You can put the gentleman in that old room at the end of the corridor . You needn't be frightened , sir , there are no ghosts at Borcel End , ' added Martin Trevanard , laughing . His mother ...
... Father's always satisfied when you are . You can put the gentleman in that old room at the end of the corridor . You needn't be frightened , sir , there are no ghosts at Borcel End , ' added Martin Trevanard , laughing . His mother ...
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... father says . His grandmother yonder never learned to read or write and ' twas she and her husband made Borcel End what it is . ' Following the turn of Mrs. Trevanard's head , " Maurice perceived that an object which in the obscurity of ...
... father says . His grandmother yonder never learned to read or write and ' twas she and her husband made Borcel End what it is . ' Following the turn of Mrs. Trevanard's head , " Maurice perceived that an object which in the obscurity of ...
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Page 246 - To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way...
Page 34 - O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear ; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted!
Page 24 - ... occasionally felt severely the loss of her children; often when she thought of them, she shut herself up in her garret, and wept bitterly. She carefully avoided schools, and every place where children were to be met; and seemed to be particularly conscientious in paying off the debts of Gottfried. She loved money, not so much for its own sake, as because it afforded her the means of making a figure among her acquaintances, and so of gratifying her vanity. Yet in spite of all these murders, she...