Ernest Maltravers Or The Eleusinia, Том 8Saunders and Otley, ... Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1844 - Всего страниц: 477 |
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... cold potatoes , and some tolerably strong beer , composed all the fare set before the traveller . Despite his previous boasts , the young man made rather a wry face at these Socratic preparations , while he drew his chair to the board ...
... cold potatoes , and some tolerably strong beer , composed all the fare set before the traveller . Despite his previous boasts , the young man made rather a wry face at these Socratic preparations , while he drew his chair to the board ...
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... cold Maltravers looked incredulous . " You see that great building , with the spire rising in the starlight ? " " Yes , sir , sure . " " What is it called ? " 66 Why , a church . ” " Did you never go into it ? " " No. " " What do people ...
... cold Maltravers looked incredulous . " You see that great building , with the spire rising in the starlight ? " " Yes , sir , sure . " " What is it called ? " 66 Why , a church . ” " Did you never go into it ? " " No. " " What do people ...
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... cold and inclement ; but Ernest Maltravers was a hardy lover of nature , and neither snow nor frost could detain him from his daily rambles . So about noon , he regularly threw aside books and papers , took his hat and staff , and went ...
... cold and inclement ; but Ernest Maltravers was a hardy lover of nature , and neither snow nor frost could detain him from his daily rambles . So about noon , he regularly threw aside books and papers , took his hat and staff , and went ...
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... cold corridor , these bitter nights ? " " I am used to cold , sir . Father would not let me have a fire when he was not at home . " " No , Alice , but you shall come into the room while I play , and I will give you a lesson or two . I ...
... cold corridor , these bitter nights ? " " I am used to cold , sir . Father would not let me have a fire when he was not at home . " " No , Alice , but you shall come into the room while I play , and I will give you a lesson or two . I ...
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... cold for you . " Ernest , seriously , But it is a love of Come , we will go The room They entered , his arm round her waist . smiled upon them its quiet welcome ; and Alice , whose heart had not half vented its fulness , sat down to the ...
... cold for you . " Ernest , seriously , But it is a love of Come , we will go The room They entered , his arm round her waist . smiled upon them its quiet welcome ; and Alice , whose heart had not half vented its fulness , sat down to the ...
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