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... beautiful . They'll be lovely , " and the frightful old man smacked his lips . " What are they for ? " I whispered to Catherine . " Surely the Irish do not eat black beetles . " Catherine burst out laughing . 66 May be you'd like to ...
... beautiful . They'll be lovely , " and the frightful old man smacked his lips . " What are they for ? " I whispered to Catherine . " Surely the Irish do not eat black beetles . " Catherine burst out laughing . 66 May be you'd like to ...
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... Were they as pretty as I am ? " " No , " I answered , amused at her childish vanity . " I'm very glad . Cecil said once that he had never seen any one so beautiful as me , and he has travelled all over the world , even AN IRISH NOVEL . 37.
... Were they as pretty as I am ? " " No , " I answered , amused at her childish vanity . " I'm very glad . Cecil said once that he had never seen any one so beautiful as me , and he has travelled all over the world , even AN IRISH NOVEL . 37.
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... beautiful face . " She stood up , and leaning her dimpled white arms on the mantel - piece , gazed long and earnestly into the glass , with an anxious , critical expression of countenance that was vastly amusing . Standing beside her ...
... beautiful face . " She stood up , and leaning her dimpled white arms on the mantel - piece , gazed long and earnestly into the glass , with an anxious , critical expression of countenance that was vastly amusing . Standing beside her ...
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... beautiful till I saw you . " It was the truth , and I might as well gratify her . “ Oh , I should like so much to go to London , " said Catherine , after a pause , and with a little sigh , " to be admired , AN IRISH NOVEL . 39.
... beautiful till I saw you . " It was the truth , and I might as well gratify her . “ Oh , I should like so much to go to London , " said Catherine , after a pause , and with a little sigh , " to be admired , AN IRISH NOVEL . 39.
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... beautiful ? " I asked . " Cecil Nugent . " Nugent was this the Mr. Nugent , whose name I had heard at the inn that day ? " You'll see him to - morrow , most likely , " " He generally comes went on Catherine . here in the evening . His ...
... beautiful ? " I asked . " Cecil Nugent . " Nugent was this the Mr. Nugent , whose name I had heard at the inn that day ? " You'll see him to - morrow , most likely , " " He generally comes went on Catherine . here in the evening . His ...
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