The Baronet's Family: A Novel1852 |
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... asked her to play him one more tune , which she did , with a simplicity of note , and an exquisite delicacy and feeling , singular in one so young . Her music was , however , interrupted by the entrance of a boy of about twelve years ...
... asked her to play him one more tune , which she did , with a simplicity of note , and an exquisite delicacy and feeling , singular in one so young . Her music was , however , interrupted by the entrance of a boy of about twelve years ...
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... neck , and kissed her lovingly . Then , as if suddenly recollecting herself , she stood erect , looked very demure , smoothed her hair , worked frock and satin petticoat , and asked Miriam whether she 20 THE BARONET'S FAMILY .
... neck , and kissed her lovingly . Then , as if suddenly recollecting herself , she stood erect , looked very demure , smoothed her hair , worked frock and satin petticoat , and asked Miriam whether she 20 THE BARONET'S FAMILY .
Strona 21
... asked her to sing . Gwenthlean's voice had long been the pride of her father , and the admiration of his friends . She had sung as soon as she spoke , and knew correctly the airs of songs , long be- fore THE BARONET'S FAMILY . 21.
... asked her to sing . Gwenthlean's voice had long been the pride of her father , and the admiration of his friends . She had sung as soon as she spoke , and knew correctly the airs of songs , long be- fore THE BARONET'S FAMILY . 21.
Strona 22
... asked to sing ; but she always did her best when asked , and now , called to her father , and seated on his knee , inquired , timidly , what she should sing . " Let us have Home sweet home , ' dear , " said her father , " nothing could ...
... asked to sing ; but she always did her best when asked , and now , called to her father , and seated on his knee , inquired , timidly , what she should sing . " Let us have Home sweet home , ' dear , " said her father , " nothing could ...
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... asked what it meant , and gazed with childish wonder at the mourning coaches , carriages , and all the " mockery of woe " she saw be- fore her ; but Gwenthlean , whose glance fell upon the velvet pall which covered the coffin , put her ...
... asked what it meant , and gazed with childish wonder at the mourning coaches , carriages , and all the " mockery of woe " she saw be- fore her ; but Gwenthlean , whose glance fell upon the velvet pall which covered the coffin , put her ...
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