Trevelyan, by the author of 'A marriage in high life'. by lady Scott, Volume 5521860 - 384 páginas |
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... entered the world one of a large family . Her father , the younger brother of the earl of Launceston , had been brave and fortunate , had risen high in his profession , and derived an ample income from his various military ap ...
... entered the world one of a large family . Her father , the younger brother of the earl of Launceston , had been brave and fortunate , had risen high in his profession , and derived an ample income from his various military ap ...
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... entering , although the thermometer was at the moment at near eighty , and not a breath of air moved the leaves of the creepers which clustered round her windows . She rang for candles ; and when , in course of time , her old domestic ...
... entering , although the thermometer was at the moment at near eighty , and not a breath of air moved the leaves of the creepers which clustered round her windows . She rang for candles ; and when , in course of time , her old domestic ...
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... entered . Had she been absent five minutes longer , probably Miss Trevelyan would have prof- fered to the poor orphan at least a temporary asylum under her roof ; but Miss Birch seemed to possess the peculiar power of repressing every ...
... entered . Had she been absent five minutes longer , probably Miss Trevelyan would have prof- fered to the poor orphan at least a temporary asylum under her roof ; but Miss Birch seemed to possess the peculiar power of repressing every ...
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... entered the house , and stepping softly past the door of the drawing - room , bounded up the stairs to her own apartment , where she anxiously watched and listened , ex- pecting every minute to be sent for ; but a full hour passed and ...
... entered the house , and stepping softly past the door of the drawing - room , bounded up the stairs to her own apartment , where she anxiously watched and listened , ex- pecting every minute to be sent for ; but a full hour passed and ...
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... entering the room , said , " Miss Howard is not at all like her poor father . " " No , " said Trevelyan , " I believe it is her mother whom she resembles . " " I am no judge , " replied Sir Henry , with some aston- ishment in his manner ...
... entering the room , said , " Miss Howard is not at all like her poor father . " " No , " said Trevelyan , " I believe it is her mother whom she resembles . " " I am no judge , " replied Sir Henry , with some aston- ishment in his manner ...
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Trevelyan. By the author of “A marriage in high life” i.e. Caroline Lucy ... Caroline Lucy SCOTT (Hon.) Visualização integral - 1860 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
acquaintance agitation Alexandre Dumas appeared Augusta bless boards Bricqueville Captain Marryat carriage cheeks Cheshunt cloth extra cloth gilt Colonel Trevelyan companion continued Cornwall countenance dear door dreadful endeavour exclaimed eyes face Falkirk fancied fcap 8vo fear feelings felt gazing guardian hand happiness hastily heard heart Heaven honour hope Hopkins hurried immediately James Grant Lady Augusta Lady Herbert Leslie Lady Launceston Lady Williams Lascelles leave length look Lord Herbert Leslie Lord Launceston manner melancholy mind minute Miss Howard Miss Trevelyan morning neighbours never Newfoundland dog object once painful passed Pastor's Fireside Penrhyn Percival Keene perhaps Phiz pleasure poor post 8vo recollections Richmond roused seemed silence Sir Henry sister smile soon spirits sure tears Theresa thing thought Treevy Trevel Trevelyan Castle Twickenham velyan voice wish words young
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Página 47 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards...