Armstrong Magney, by Heraclitus Grey |
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... Lorisse was engaged to her brother Ronald , and that they would be mar- ried very soon . " You should see her paintings , " went on the pretty prattler ; " that's one , a Sun- set on the Adriatic , you see it ? through the folding doors ...
... Lorisse was engaged to her brother Ronald , and that they would be mar- ried very soon . " You should see her paintings , " went on the pretty prattler ; " that's one , a Sun- set on the Adriatic , you see it ? through the folding doors ...
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... Lorisse is a fairy princess , too ; I am so glad she is going to be my sister , and live always here . Oh , she talks so wonder- fully , and is full of enthusiasms , not like other people , and never tells me that my tongue is wild ...
... Lorisse is a fairy princess , too ; I am so glad she is going to be my sister , and live always here . Oh , she talks so wonder- fully , and is full of enthusiasms , not like other people , and never tells me that my tongue is wild ...
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... stairs of an old castle tower , very tenderly conceived and powerfully painted - you remem- ber it - by Burton ? " " Oh yes , " said Lorisse , looking up ; " Hillelil and Hildebrandt it was called ; " then , as ARMSTRONG MAGNEY . 119.
... stairs of an old castle tower , very tenderly conceived and powerfully painted - you remem- ber it - by Burton ? " " Oh yes , " said Lorisse , looking up ; " Hillelil and Hildebrandt it was called ; " then , as ARMSTRONG MAGNEY . 119.
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... Lorisse ex- pressed her great admiration only to show a pretty perversity , judging her by myself , " said Flora ; " and really it is strange that in a highly civilized Christian country , in the nineteenth century , there should be ...
... Lorisse ex- pressed her great admiration only to show a pretty perversity , judging her by myself , " said Flora ; " and really it is strange that in a highly civilized Christian country , in the nineteenth century , there should be ...
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... Lorisse had never heard talk at all like this , except from her father , an Italian noble , who , for his fair country's sake , had languished long in prison , and lost half his wealth . And Cel- lini , perhaps , had not put such ...
... Lorisse had never heard talk at all like this , except from her father , an Italian noble , who , for his fair country's sake , had languished long in prison , and lost half his wealth . And Cel- lini , perhaps , had not put such ...
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