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... once more before his sacrifice was accomplished . Not that it was such a great sacri- fice , after all . For Mr Cavendish was quite aware that Miss Marjori- banks was a far more suitable match for him than Barbara Lake , and he was not ...
... once more before his sacrifice was accomplished . Not that it was such a great sacri- fice , after all . For Mr Cavendish was quite aware that Miss Marjori- banks was a far more suitable match for him than Barbara Lake , and he was not ...
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... once what you mean , and don't worry me to death ? Ah , if your poor mother had but been spared ! " cried the unfortunate widower ; and he had five daugh- ters altogether , poor soul ! -and it was so easy to drive him out of his senses ...
... once what you mean , and don't worry me to death ? Ah , if your poor mother had but been spared ! " cried the unfortunate widower ; and he had five daugh- ters altogether , poor soul ! -and it was so easy to drive him out of his senses ...
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... once impressed us - only a mere pretence of passion in the pathos that once had all but con- vulsed us . I am ready to own that I am sorry for this . Mistaking our geese for swans may be an ornitho- logical error , but is not bad philo ...
... once impressed us - only a mere pretence of passion in the pathos that once had all but con- vulsed us . I am ready to own that I am sorry for this . Mistaking our geese for swans may be an ornitho- logical error , but is not bad philo ...
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... once drove in their right wing in com- plete disorder ; then transferring his victorious cavalry to the other wing of his army , hitherto kept out of the fight , he made a second attack on that side , which com- pleted the discomfiture ...
... once drove in their right wing in com- plete disorder ; then transferring his victorious cavalry to the other wing of his army , hitherto kept out of the fight , he made a second attack on that side , which com- pleted the discomfiture ...
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... once was Lucy Dillon - that bold - faced woman with lustrous eyes and rouged cheeks - brilliant , indeed , and beautiful , but not the beauty that is allied to the thought of vir- tue - whose every look is a wile , whose every action is ...
... once was Lucy Dillon - that bold - faced woman with lustrous eyes and rouged cheeks - brilliant , indeed , and beautiful , but not the beauty that is allied to the thought of vir- tue - whose every look is a wile , whose every action is ...
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