Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 66W. Blackwood & Sons, 1849 |
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... took place , and things being thus happily terminated , they betook themselves to prepare the feast . ” We could wish that we had space to describe an interview our author had with one of the Fuorusciti , and of his rescue of his guide ...
... took place , and things being thus happily terminated , they betook themselves to prepare the feast . ” We could wish that we had space to describe an interview our author had with one of the Fuorusciti , and of his rescue of his guide ...
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... took place between us then . Lord Castleton seemed pro- foundly affected , and I had no words at my command . When we reached the inn at which Lord Castleton had changed horses , about six miles distant , the marquis insisted on Fanny's ...
... took place between us then . Lord Castleton seemed pro- foundly affected , and I had no words at my command . When we reached the inn at which Lord Castleton had changed horses , about six miles distant , the marquis insisted on Fanny's ...
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... took but two paces , halted and fired . He had missed . Dominique continued steadily to advance . When he had taken five paces , the seconds looked at each other , and then at him , as if expecting him to stop . He took no notice , and ...
... took but two paces , halted and fired . He had missed . Dominique continued steadily to advance . When he had taken five paces , the seconds looked at each other , and then at him , as if expecting him to stop . He took no notice , and ...
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... took their stations . But the chances were not equal . Domi- nique retained all his coolness ; his opponent's whole frame quivered with passionate emotion . This time , neither was in haste to fire . Advancing slowly , their eyes fixed ...
... took their stations . But the chances were not equal . Domi- nique retained all his coolness ; his opponent's whole frame quivered with passionate emotion . This time , neither was in haste to fire . Advancing slowly , their eyes fixed ...
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... took little pains to penetrate . Had they fol- lowed his horse's hoof - track , they would have found that it led , some- times by one road , sometimes by another , to the bastide of Anthony Noell the magistrate . And after a few days ...
... took little pains to penetrate . Had they fol- lowed his horse's hoof - track , they would have found that it led , some- times by one road , sometimes by another , to the bastide of Anthony Noell the magistrate . And after a few days ...
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