Emilia Wyndham, Volume 2H. Colburn, 1846 |
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... muslin on the day of your mother's funeral ? -And why do you keep me prisoner in this manner ? .... I say , Emilia , I insist upon getting up . I am a very wretched , foolish old man , I know that , but not so old as to be treated in ...
... muslin on the day of your mother's funeral ? -And why do you keep me prisoner in this manner ? .... I say , Emilia , I insist upon getting up . I am a very wretched , foolish old man , I know that , but not so old as to be treated in ...
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... muslin morning - gown , with a good deal of white about it . He did not know what it was , but it looked to him like the colour of the dove's wing . She looked deathly pale , more than pale , sallow ; her beautiful rosy colour , which ...
... muslin morning - gown , with a good deal of white about it . He did not know what it was , but it looked to him like the colour of the dove's wing . She looked deathly pale , more than pale , sallow ; her beautiful rosy colour , which ...
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... muslin in his hand , might have alarmed her had she not been unconsciousness and inexperience itself in such matters . There was only one heart in the wide world whose love she desired to obtain , there was only one being whose words ...
... muslin in his hand , might have alarmed her had she not been unconsciousness and inexperience itself in such matters . There was only one heart in the wide world whose love she desired to obtain , there was only one being whose words ...
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... muslin- yellow with age alone , however - pinned over her gown , and a pair of leather mittens on her withered , thin hands , which lie unemployed in her lap . Her face is thin and blueish- coloured her eyes sharp , bright , and ma ...
... muslin- yellow with age alone , however - pinned over her gown , and a pair of leather mittens on her withered , thin hands , which lie unemployed in her lap . Her face is thin and blueish- coloured her eyes sharp , bright , and ma ...
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... muslin sleeve , and looked wistfully at it . " Your white dress - can it is it pos- sible .... ? " " Alas ! alas ! dear , dear papa ! Do not indulge in such a thought .... No , I am engaged in a very difficult and painful business . We ...
... muslin sleeve , and looked wistfully at it . " Your white dress - can it is it pos- sible .... ? " " Alas ! alas ! dear , dear papa ! Do not indulge in such a thought .... No , I am engaged in a very difficult and painful business . We ...
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arms beautiful began believe better Biggs Brussels lace carriage chair chambers Chancery Lane charming child Colonel Lenox colour countenance creature cried Danby Danby's daugh daughter dear dinner door dress Emilia endeavouring eyes face father father's affairs feelings felt hand happy head heart honour hope hour husband idea indulge Kensington Gardens kissed knew Lisa look mamma manner maskerade matter mind miserable Miss Wyndham morning mother MOUNT SOREL muslin never night Oaks once pale passion perhaps pleasure poor portmanteau pretty racter rapture Rile rising fast rose round RUPERT STREET scene seemed silence Simpson Sir Herbert sitting smile soon sort speak spirit stairs stood sure Susan sweet talk tears tell temper tender things thought tion tone truth turned uncle unhappy usual voice walked wife Wilcox wish word young lady
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