Nancy, Band 2Richard Bentley and son, 1873 - 280 Seiten |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 14
Seite 29
... whole front came out at once was a better companion - much more friendly , and not half so oppressive . In almost every room , I cry profusely- disagreeable tears of shame and remorse and grief -- only , oh friends ! I will tell you now ...
... whole front came out at once was a better companion - much more friendly , and not half so oppressive . In almost every room , I cry profusely- disagreeable tears of shame and remorse and grief -- only , oh friends ! I will tell you now ...
Seite 32
... whole long evening- long night of this solitude before me ! per- haps much more , for they do not even say that they will come to - morrow ! I must utter my disappointment to somebody , even if it is only the footman . 66 They are not ...
... whole long evening- long night of this solitude before me ! per- haps much more , for they do not even say that they will come to - morrow ! I must utter my disappointment to somebody , even if it is only the footman . 66 They are not ...
Seite 40
... whole night before , and " - ( lowering my voice to a nervous whisper ) — 66 they tell me there is a ghost somewhere about . Did you ever hear of it ? —and the furniture gives such cracks ! " " And he has gone by himself ? " he ...
... whole night before , and " - ( lowering my voice to a nervous whisper ) — 66 they tell me there is a ghost somewhere about . Did you ever hear of it ? —and the furniture gives such cracks ! " " And he has gone by himself ? " he ...
Seite 81
... , some years ago , they were engaged to marry each other . ” " And why did not they ? " speaking with breathless panting , and forgetting my stout VOL . II . 6 asseveration that the whole tale is a lie . " NANCY . 81.
... , some years ago , they were engaged to marry each other . ” " And why did not they ? " speaking with breathless panting , and forgetting my stout VOL . II . 6 asseveration that the whole tale is a lie . " NANCY . 81.
Seite 82
Rhoda Broughton. asseveration that the whole tale is a lie . " Because - mind , I vouch for nothing , I am only quoting rumour again - because- she threw him over . " " Threw him over ! " with an accent of most unfeigned astonishment ...
Rhoda Broughton. asseveration that the whole tale is a lie . " Because - mind , I vouch for nothing , I am only quoting rumour again - because- she threw him over . " " Threw him over ! " with an accent of most unfeigned astonishment ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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
Beliebte Passagen
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...