Marcus Warland; or, The Long Moss spring, Bind 31 |
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Side 30
... countenance . " He spends it at once . " Mrs Bellamy felt that she had arrived at a point where it would be sacrilege to go farther . The vices of a parent must be sacred ground to an innocent child , and never invaded by others in its ...
... countenance . " He spends it at once . " Mrs Bellamy felt that she had arrived at a point where it would be sacrilege to go farther . The vices of a parent must be sacred ground to an innocent child , and never invaded by others in its ...
Side 32
... countenance . The lady kissed the round cheek of Katy , and held out her hand to the boy in token of farewell . Then yielding to an irresistible impulse , she bent down and kissed his forehead . Marcus felt as if his mother had ...
... countenance . The lady kissed the round cheek of Katy , and held out her hand to the boy in token of farewell . Then yielding to an irresistible impulse , she bent down and kissed his forehead . Marcus felt as if his mother had ...
Side 39
Caroline Lee Hentz. eyeballs were drawn to a focus on the boy's beaming countenance . " Just listen - bless his heart - what a preacher he would make ! " exclaimed Simon , giving Aunt Milly an emphatic nudge ; " and you see I am right ...
Caroline Lee Hentz. eyeballs were drawn to a focus on the boy's beaming countenance . " Just listen - bless his heart - what a preacher he would make ! " exclaimed Simon , giving Aunt Milly an emphatic nudge ; " and you see I am right ...
Side 51
... countenance looked at him through the leafy curtain of the fountain . " Marcus ! " repeated he , pushing aside the boughs , and coming and sitting down on the rock by his side ; " will you let me sit by you a few moments ? I have ...
... countenance looked at him through the leafy curtain of the fountain . " Marcus ! " repeated he , pushing aside the boughs , and coming and sitting down on the rock by his side ; " will you let me sit by you a few moments ? I have ...
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... countenance is the seal of your reformation . I never saw a man improved so much in six months ; I scarcely recognised you . I am not afraid to trust you . I am more afraid that you will reject the situation I am about to offer , as ...
... countenance is the seal of your reformation . I never saw a man improved so much in six months ; I scarcely recognised you . I am not afraid to trust you . I am more afraid that you will reject the situation I am about to offer , as ...
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Alston arms arms suited Arnold Aunt Milly beautiful believe Bellamy Place blaze bless blush bosom bound in cloth breathed brother brow burning cabin cheek Cloth gilt Cora countenance cried dance dark Delaval door Engravings exclaimed eyes face father feel ferryman's Florence Foolscap 8vo fountain gazed gentle gentleman GEORGE Delaval Gilt leaves girl glance grace gratitude hair hand Hannibal happy haughty head heart Hickory Hill honour hope knew L'éclair lady letter Letty light lips little Katy Long Moss Spring looked Marcus bent Marcus Warland Master Marcus mistress Morocco elegant mulatto Neatly bound negro never nigger night passion Pellam poor promise Rosa round Royal 32mo seemed shade side sister slave smile soul spect spirit sunbright sweet tell thing thought tion tone turned Uncle Simon voice waves wild wish Wood Lawn young master youth
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