Wooed and Married: A NovelMacmillan, 1900 - 498 pages |
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... touching name , a sobriquet to which poor Edith somewhat ruefully consented . It was quite late before Edith returned , with her hands full of roses . " Aren't these beautiful , Miss Elliott ? Cousin Guy asked if you were fond of ...
... touching name , a sobriquet to which poor Edith somewhat ruefully consented . It was quite late before Edith returned , with her hands full of roses . " Aren't these beautiful , Miss Elliott ? Cousin Guy asked if you were fond of ...
Page 39
... touch of firmness and sympathy ; they lay so lightly on Guy Chiches- ter's throbbing nerves that he scarcely stirred under them , and though still suffering too much to speak , the heavy frown of pain lessened perceptibly . A strange ...
... touch of firmness and sympathy ; they lay so lightly on Guy Chiches- ter's throbbing nerves that he scarcely stirred under them , and though still suffering too much to speak , the heavy frown of pain lessened perceptibly . A strange ...
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... touch of displeasure in his voice . " If neither you nor Miss Elliott sit up with the child , I shall remain here myself . " Beatrix's sole answer was a scornful toss of the head as she turned away . Evidently she resented her cousin's ...
... touch of displeasure in his voice . " If neither you nor Miss Elliott sit up with the child , I shall remain here myself . " Beatrix's sole answer was a scornful toss of the head as she turned away . Evidently she resented her cousin's ...
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... touching to see the intimacy between the child and the man , they both so evidently under- stood each other . Guy Chichester sat down on the edge of the bed , and fondled the little hot hands that stroked his beard . " Well now , Edith ...
... touching to see the intimacy between the child and the man , they both so evidently under- stood each other . Guy Chichester sat down on the edge of the bed , and fondled the little hot hands that stroked his beard . " Well now , Edith ...
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... touch ; these children who drink in vice with their mothers ' milk ; who know nothing but to starve and lie and curse ; these little ones ! " Whosoever shall offend one of these- " These things are the hieroglyphics of life - the ...
... touch ; these children who drink in vice with their mothers ' milk ; who know nothing but to starve and lie and curse ; these little ones ! " Whosoever shall offend one of these- " These things are the hieroglyphics of life - the ...
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afraid answer arms asked Beatrix beautiful better Birstwith brother Camden Town child cold Cousin Guy dark dear Delaire door dress Dym's Edith eyes face feel gentle girl glad governess gray Grey Guy Chichester Guy Chichester's Guy's hand happy Happy Valley Harrogate head heard heart Honor Honor's Humphrey Humphrey's Ingleside Kelpie Kentish Town Kiddle-a-wink kissed knew lady Lansdowne House Latimer laughed lips looked Luke's mind Miss Elliott Miss Nethecote morning mother Nethecote's never night once pain pale perhaps phrey pity poor replied returned Dym ROSA NOUCHETTE CAREY round seemed shook sigh silence sister sitting smile speak squire squire's strange suppose sure sweet talk tears tell things thought tired to-night told tone Trichy trouble turned voice weary whispered Will's William Elliott wish woman wonder words young
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Page 333 - So here hath been dawning Another blue Day : Think wilt thou let it Slip useless away. Out of Eternity This new Day is born ; Into Eternity, At night, will return. Behold it aforetime No eye ever did : So soon it forever From all eyes is hid. Here hath been dawning Another blue Day : Think wilt thou let it Slip useless away.
Page 377 - Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past ; Faith's journey ends in welcome to the weary, And Heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Page 257 - There are who sigh that no fond heart is theirs, None loves them best — O vain and selfish sigh ! Out of the bosom of His love He spares — The Father spares the Son, for thee to die : For thee He died — for thee He lives again : O'er thee He watches in His boundless reign.
Page 72 - And still went seeking; like a bleating lamb Left out at night in shutting up the fold, — As restless as a nest-deserted bird Grown chill through something being away, though what It knows not. I, Aurora Leigh, was born To make my father sadder, and myself Not overjoyous, truly. Women know The way to rear up children (to be just), They know a simple, merry, tender knack Of tying...
Page 227 - Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead thou me on ! The night is dark and I am far from home; Lead thou me on ! Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene; one step enough for me.
Page 494 - JOHN BULL.—" Miss Rosa Nouchette Carey is one of our especial favourites. She has a great gift of describing pleasant and lovable young ladies." THE LADY. — "Miss Carey's novels are always welcome; they are out of the common run, immaculately pure, and very high in tone.
Page 288 - You must remember you are not as young as you used to be, and you ought not to move about so quickly.
Page 330 - Humphrey Nethecote might have felt inclined to lose their hearts to her. " I suppose I shall have to go now," continued Humphrey. " I am putting off the evil moment as long as I can, for, though I wouldn't wish it, it is hard to go home and miss the Duchess.