Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 115W. Blackwood, 1874 |
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... hand - it was as cold as death . He knew that she had so far yielded , and his vanity exulted : he smiled in secret tri- umph as he pressed his kiss on that icy hand , and was gone . be " This is duty -- it must duty , " said Isaura to ...
... hand - it was as cold as death . He knew that she had so far yielded , and his vanity exulted : he smiled in secret tri- umph as he pressed his kiss on that icy hand , and was gone . be " This is duty -- it must duty , " said Isaura to ...
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... hand , on his arm . He turned , and beheld the face of the woman whom , through so many dreary weeks , he had sought to shun " Ah ! " muttered Gustave , in- the face of Julie Caumartin . Julie wardly , " what a difference ! This was not ...
... hand , on his arm . He turned , and beheld the face of the woman whom , through so many dreary weeks , he had sought to shun " Ah ! " muttered Gustave , in- the face of Julie Caumartin . Julie wardly , " what a difference ! This was not ...
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... hand , you yourself say that I am not a suitor he would approve . " Julie turned her eyes towards De Mauléon , who , following Gus- tave into the anteroom , stood silent and impassive , leaning against the wall . He now understood and ...
... hand , you yourself say that I am not a suitor he would approve . " Julie turned her eyes towards De Mauléon , who , following Gus- tave into the anteroom , stood silent and impassive , leaning against the wall . He now understood and ...
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... hand without her own consent ; and if she is to be reasoned out of her fancy for you , I have no time to devote to the task . I come to the point . You are not the man I would choose for her husband . But , evidently , you are the man ...
... hand without her own consent ; and if she is to be reasoned out of her fancy for you , I have no time to devote to the task . I come to the point . You are not the man I would choose for her husband . But , evidently , you are the man ...
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... hand which a woman of spotless character had extended to her since she had lost the pro- tection of Madame Surville ... hands with the Ondine ? or am I under one of the illusions which famine is said to engender in the brain ? " " I have ...
... hand which a woman of spotless character had extended to her since she had lost the pro- tection of Madame Surville ... hands with the Ondine ? or am I under one of the illusions which famine is said to engender in the brain ? " " I have ...
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