Nancy, Band 2Richard Bentley and son, 1873 - 280 Seiten |
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... turning towards me , and still speaking in that needlessly lowered key . " It is so long since I have seen you that I have got out of the habit of remembering that you never speak seri- ously ; but , of course , you have heard — I mean ...
... turning towards me , and still speaking in that needlessly lowered key . " It is so long since I have seen you that I have got out of the habit of remembering that you never speak seri- ously ; but , of course , you have heard — I mean ...
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... turning his head , but not showing much inclination to slacken his speed or to join Frank and me . The Magdalen man - you know -- I mean the man that painted the Magdalen , and whose name I could not recollect last night , Algy ...
... turning his head , but not showing much inclination to slacken his speed or to join Frank and me . The Magdalen man - you know -- I mean the man that painted the Magdalen , and whose name I could not recollect last night , Algy ...
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... husband's people have taken her ; I am sure that they meant it for the best ; only - only - I am afraid I cannot quite manage to talk of her yet " ( turning away from me , and look- ing up into Algy's face with a showery smile ) NANCY . 95.
... husband's people have taken her ; I am sure that they meant it for the best ; only - only - I am afraid I cannot quite manage to talk of her yet " ( turning away from me , and look- ing up into Algy's face with a showery smile ) NANCY . 95.
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... turning round , faces me at this defile . " What has happened ? " Still I remain stubbornly silent . " We are not going to fight , at this time of day , such old friends as we are ? " The red - anger light has died out of his eyes ...
... turning round , faces me at this defile . " What has happened ? " Still I remain stubbornly silent . " We are not going to fight , at this time of day , such old friends as we are ? " The red - anger light has died out of his eyes ...
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... , on which he is now standing , not at all at ease . He does not answer . " ALGY !! " repeat I , in a tone of the profoundest , accentedest surprise , involun- tarily turning my back upon my hostess and facing my 120 NANCY .
... , on which he is now standing , not at all at ease . He does not answer . " ALGY !! " repeat I , in a tone of the profoundest , accentedest surprise , involun- tarily turning my back upon my hostess and facing my 120 NANCY .
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66 Nancy accent Algy and Barbara Algy's answer better blue velvet boys Brat calceolarias cheeks Christmas church clasping cold colour coming cries dance dare say dark dear door doubt Dresden eyes face father feel fingers footman Frank friends glad gone gown hair half hands hastily head hear heard heart Hong Kong Huntley hurry impa innu lady laugh leaning leave light look mind minutes mob-cap Musgrave never Never you mind nose pain passionately pause perhaps quick quickly reach recollect repeat reply rococo round says Algy says Bobby sea-sickness sighing silence Sir Roger slowly smile speaking stand sudden suppose sure surprise talk tears tell Tempest thing thought thrushes tion to-day to-morrow told tone Tou Tou trying turning Vick voice walk West Indies wife wish woman words Zéphine Zwinger
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Seite 132 - T is summer in yon heaven, Where, teachers, ye shall know, While time shall last, the blessedness Wrought by your love below. 679. 8 & 7s. M. HOHNE. Autumn Warnings. 1 SEE the leaves around us falling, Dry and withered, to the ground ; Thus to thoughtless mortals calling , In a sad and solemn sound...
Seite 58 - Have you marked but the fall of the snow, Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver, Or swan's down ever ? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier ? Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white ! O so soft ! O so sweet is she ! n.
Seite 58 - Have you mark'd but the fall o' the snow Before the soil hath smutch'd it? Have you felt the wool of beaver, Or swan's down ever? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier. Or the nard in the fire? Or have tasted the bag of the bee? O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
Seite 245 - Is my knight come ? O the lord, my band ! Sister, do my cheeks look well ? Give me a little box o' the ear, that I may seem to blush. Now, now! so, there, there! here he is ! O my dearest delight ! Lord, lord ! and how does my knight ? Touchstone.
Seite 179 - I am like the man who said that he knew two tunes, one was " God Save the Queen,
Seite 106 - I say, looking him full in the face, with simple directness. " Asked her ! " repeats he, with an accent of profound astonishment. " Asked the woman whether she had been engaged to him, and jilted him ? Impossible ! " " No ! no ! " cry I, with tremulous impatience, "of course not; but I asked her whether she used not to know him in India, and she said, 'Yes, we met several times...