Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 115William Blackwood, 1874 |
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... never said she loved me . I never thought she did . But , you see , I was very ill , and my parents and friends and my physi- cian said that it was right for me to arrange my life , and marry , and so forth . And the girl had money ...
... never said she loved me . I never thought she did . But , you see , I was very ill , and my parents and friends and my physi- cian said that it was right for me to arrange my life , and marry , and so forth . And the girl had money ...
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... never seen thee so beautiful as thou art now ; and when thou tellest me that thou art no longer poor , and the proof of what thou sayest is visible in the furs , which , alas ! I cannot give thee , what am I to think ? " " Oh , mon ...
... never seen thee so beautiful as thou art now ; and when thou tellest me that thou art no longer poor , and the proof of what thou sayest is visible in the furs , which , alas ! I cannot give thee , what am I to think ? " " Oh , mon ...
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... Never mind ; I will not reproach . Thou hast the right to despise me . " , " Pardon ! I did not mean to offend thee ... never reproach me for -for - the past . I then said that my heart was thine : I could never marry any one but thee ...
... Never mind ; I will not reproach . Thou hast the right to despise me . " , " Pardon ! I did not mean to offend thee ... never reproach me for -for - the past . I then said that my heart was thine : I could never marry any one but thee ...
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... never been corrupted . That is good , affectionate , unselfish as a child's . J'ai l'honneur de vous saluer , M. le Vicomte . " He bowed with a dignity un- usual to him , and tears were in his eyes as he passed by De Mauléon and gained ...
... never been corrupted . That is good , affectionate , unselfish as a child's . J'ai l'honneur de vous saluer , M. le Vicomte . " He bowed with a dignity un- usual to him , and tears were in his eyes as he passed by De Mauléon and gained ...
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... never have cause to blame me- never - never ! " Savarin looked very grave and thoughtful when he rejoined Le- mercier . " Can I believe my eyes ? " said Frederic . " Surely that was Julie Caumartin leaning on Gustave Ra- meau's arm ...
... never have cause to blame me- never - never ! " Savarin looked very grave and thoughtful when he rejoined Le- mercier . " Can I believe my eyes ? " said Frederic . " Surely that was Julie Caumartin leaning on Gustave Ra- meau's arm ...
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