Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 115William Blackwood, 1874 |
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... LORD ESKSIDE was a homely repre- sentative of Scotch aristocracy . He was as proud as Lucifer in his own way , but that way was quaint and unsuspected by strangers ; and his outward appearance and manners , and the principles he ...
... LORD ESKSIDE was a homely repre- sentative of Scotch aristocracy . He was as proud as Lucifer in his own way , but that way was quaint and unsuspected by strangers ; and his outward appearance and manners , and the principles he ...
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... Lord Eskside's service for thirty years , and knew all about the family as an old servant knows —that is , rather more than there is to know . The fact , however , that Harding was English , gave a certain 66 peculiarity to the ...
... Lord Eskside's service for thirty years , and knew all about the family as an old servant knows —that is , rather more than there is to know . The fact , however , that Harding was English , gave a certain 66 peculiarity to the ...
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... Lord Eskside , with an effort of pa- tience , " think a little . - When did this occur ? Fix upon the hour . Now that's something definite . We'll get on from that . " - " That there can be no doubt about , my lord , " said Harding ...
... Lord Eskside , with an effort of pa- tience , " think a little . - When did this occur ? Fix upon the hour . Now that's something definite . We'll get on from that . " - " That there can be no doubt about , my lord , " said Harding ...
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... Lord Eskside . " As for that , my lord - I see as she had black hair hanging down , and something red twisted round her neck , a roughish sort of a woman . She caught hold of the door and shut it in my face , " said Harding , roused to ...
... Lord Eskside . " As for that , my lord - I see as she had black hair hanging down , and something red twisted round her neck , a roughish sort of a woman . She caught hold of the door and shut it in my face , " said Harding , roused to ...
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... lord ! If it had been myself he would scarce have kent me . And his een are no so shairp as they once were , your lord- ship well knows . " " Oh ay , Margret , I know ; you take his part whatever happens- " " ly right - at least her ...
... lord ! If it had been myself he would scarce have kent me . And his een are no so shairp as they once were , your lord- ship well knows . " " Oh ay , Margret , I know ; you take his part whatever happens- " " ly right - at least her ...
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