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... hand - a woman's evidently . Why , what can it be but a half- witted plan of some enamoured fair , to keep you at home ? Depend on it , it is the last resource of desperation . But lo ! the Bride- groom 8 THE PRIVATEER . As they were ...
... hand - a woman's evidently . Why , what can it be but a half- witted plan of some enamoured fair , to keep you at home ? Depend on it , it is the last resource of desperation . But lo ! the Bride- groom 8 THE PRIVATEER . As they were ...
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... regard for the fine arts , and is no contemptible hand himself ; witness that elegant perform- ance before you " -and he pointed to a head chalked upon the deck . “ " Mrs. M'Kay to the life ! " ejaculated 12 THE PRIVATEER .
... regard for the fine arts , and is no contemptible hand himself ; witness that elegant perform- ance before you " -and he pointed to a head chalked upon the deck . “ " Mrs. M'Kay to the life ! " ejaculated 12 THE PRIVATEER .
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... hands of the cook , whom ' twere base flattery to call a chimney - sweep , into those of the steward , by whom it was con- veyed reeking to the cabin . The delicious odour of onions which it left behind put an instantaneous period to ...
... hands of the cook , whom ' twere base flattery to call a chimney - sweep , into those of the steward , by whom it was con- veyed reeking to the cabin . The delicious odour of onions which it left behind put an instantaneous period to ...
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... hand her to her chair , and make themselves so very useful as she frequently found them . Besides this , there was infinite amusement derived from the speculations she made for her of a matrimonial nature ; she thought women were born ...
... hand her to her chair , and make themselves so very useful as she frequently found them . Besides this , there was infinite amusement derived from the speculations she made for her of a matrimonial nature ; she thought women were born ...
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... hands amongst the various crannies of his small - clothes for that which might be used as a pocket ; as soon as the right hole was found , a note was produced , addressed VOL . I. E to Henry Ardourly , Esq . , and , in THE PRIVATEER . 49.
... hands amongst the various crannies of his small - clothes for that which might be used as a pocket ; as soon as the right hole was found , a note was produced , addressed VOL . I. E to Henry Ardourly , Esq . , and , in THE PRIVATEER . 49.
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Aberdeen amongst amusement appeared Ardourly arms Ayrton beauty better boat Brachen breath brig Captain Raleigh Castleton coronach corvette countenance Crathie cried Cupar danger dared dark Dastard dear dear Jessie desired doubt dourly Emily enemy eyes fate father favoured fear feeling fortune gaze give Gleneldie Glenshee gone hand happy heard heart Henry honour hope horse Inver Jessie Colraith Jessie's Kate Kenneth knew Lady Brachenshaw Lady of Brachenshaw Laird of Brachenshaw Laird of Invercraig leave less look M'Kay M'Kay's Madam master ment merated mind Miss Colraith Miss Grey morning never niece night North Sea pale passed perhaps person poor priva Privateer racter replied round sailor Scotland secret seemed seen ship shore side soldier soon stood stranger tain tell thee thing thou thought tion turned voice Wandering Willie wind young lady
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