The Ladies' CompanionBradbury and Evans, 1859 |
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... turned into a passage , You can and opened a door . narrowly out of his soft dark eyes , and smiled. " O sorrow ! Why dost borrow KEATS . " She is starving . " " Then , let her starve . " " She is absolutely destitute . He has de- serted ...
... turned into a passage , You can and opened a door . narrowly out of his soft dark eyes , and smiled. " O sorrow ! Why dost borrow KEATS . " She is starving . " " Then , let her starve . " " She is absolutely destitute . He has de- serted ...
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... turned , curling her lip in scorn . " Well , think of it . I must go now to our mother . Is there anything I can do for you before I go ? " " Oh , do not leave me , May dear ! please do not go ! My troubles drive me mad when I am alone ...
... turned , curling her lip in scorn . " Well , think of it . I must go now to our mother . Is there anything I can do for you before I go ? " " Oh , do not leave me , May dear ! please do not go ! My troubles drive me mad when I am alone ...
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... turning her sister from the door to starve , and disobeying and deceiving her mother . She chose the latter ; chose it , I think , more readily because the burden fell thus on her own shoulders . Mrs. Blunden was ill when she arrived ...
... turning her sister from the door to starve , and disobeying and deceiving her mother . She chose the latter ; chose it , I think , more readily because the burden fell thus on her own shoulders . Mrs. Blunden was ill when she arrived ...
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... turning but lingering . " Where is my wife's grave ? Tell me . Is that my child ? " Very poorly clad , his shabby hat in his hand , of woe - begone countenance , wrecks of his beauty showed still about his mouth and his downcast eyes ...
... turning but lingering . " Where is my wife's grave ? Tell me . Is that my child ? " Very poorly clad , his shabby hat in his hand , of woe - begone countenance , wrecks of his beauty showed still about his mouth and his downcast eyes ...
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... turned of forty , and looked her age . Her husband was several years older , and looked more than his age , on account of the repeated attacks of ill- health , which seemed to be the only bitter drop in his cup of happiness . Yet , even ...
... turned of forty , and looked her age . Her husband was several years older , and looked more than his age , on account of the repeated attacks of ill- health , which seemed to be the only bitter drop in his cup of happiness . Yet , even ...
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