 I am not the bank," she said to herself, with a return of her old levity. "It is not me he means to give up ; he must never, never give up me." And then she kissed the letter again. She had never done such a thing all her life ; but she did it now without...  The lady and the priest - Стр. 159авторы: Catherine Charlotte Maberly (hon.) - 1851Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Mrs. Charles J. Proby - 1859 - Страниц: 368
...one — till I saw her face change. Oh ! such a change, such a glorious change, my honey darlings ! the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eye, and she started up from her pillow, held out her thin white hands, and cried, ' My husband is here... | |
 | Eliza Stephenson - 1864 - Страниц: 384
...work or flushing into bright smiles when Roy's low, clear whistle was heard away down the village. But the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eyes, and there was a clear, steadfast smile upon her face like evening sunshine when storms are overpast.... | |
 | 1873 - Страниц: 752
...round the cliff, as if to lull them to sleep.' So she would go on cheering me and herself too ; and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eye, and her step became gayer as the four years wore away. She always went to visit the poor fishermen,... | |
 | 1873 - Страниц: 756
...round the cliff, as if to lull them to sleep.' So she would go on cheering me and herself too ; and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eye, and her step became gayer as the four years wore away. She always went to visit the poor fishermen,... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 880
...happy. It was such an answer to all her questionings as nothing else could have given. She cried, and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eyes. " I am not the bank," she said to herself, with a return of her old levity. "It is not me he... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 816
...happy. It was such an answer to all her questionings as nothing else could have given. She cried, and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eyes. " I am not the bunk," she said to herself, with a return of her old levity. " It is not me he... | |
 | Margaret Oliphant Oliphant - 1870 - Страниц: 336
...happy. It was such an answer to all her questionings as nothing else could have given. She cried, and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eyes. " I am not the bank," she said to herself, with a return of her old levity. "It is not me he... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 844
...happy. It was such an answer to all her questionings as nothing else could have given. She cried, and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eyes. " I am not the bank," she said to herself, with a return of her old levity. " It is not me he... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 856
...happy. It was such an answer to all her questionings as nothing else could hare given. She cried, and the colour came back to her cheek and the light to her eyes. " I am not the bank," she said to herself, with a return of her old levity. " It is not me he... | |
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