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... give me a character . I suppose I shall want that . I would rather no one knew who I am . I could not bear , ' with a shudder , ' to be questioned about the old life ; it would jar so horribly besides , that would be nothing to my ...
... give me a character . I suppose I shall want that . I would rather no one knew who I am . I could not bear , ' with a shudder , ' to be questioned about the old life ; it would jar so horribly besides , that would be nothing to my ...
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... , I rise and try to get nearer to him , but he turns , gives a shrill shriek , and flutters away . ' Good - bye ! ' I call after him . ' Good- bye ľ Then I go through the little wooden gate into the 26 MY TRUE KNIGHT .
... , I rise and try to get nearer to him , but he turns , gives a shrill shriek , and flutters away . ' Good - bye ! ' I call after him . ' Good- bye ľ Then I go through the little wooden gate into the 26 MY TRUE KNIGHT .
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... gives the most delightful dances , parties , and picnics in the neighbourhood as regularly as the seasons come round ; she wears the most perfect costumes London and Paris can produce ; she sees her two younger children sometimes once a ...
... gives the most delightful dances , parties , and picnics in the neighbourhood as regularly as the seasons come round ; she wears the most perfect costumes London and Paris can produce ; she sees her two younger children sometimes once a ...
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... . Then the choking sensation comes in my throat , the harsh cords round my heart seem loosed , and the barrier of ice that has divided me from my fellow crea- tures is melting fast . I give one or two 58 MY TRUE KNIGHT .
... . Then the choking sensation comes in my throat , the harsh cords round my heart seem loosed , and the barrier of ice that has divided me from my fellow crea- tures is melting fast . I give one or two 58 MY TRUE KNIGHT .
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A Novel Dora Vere. tures is melting fast . I give one or two convulsive little gasps , and then I lay my head on her knee and sob out all my life in her patient , willing ears . ' Poor little girl , ' she says softly , when I have ...
A Novel Dora Vere. tures is melting fast . I give one or two convulsive little gasps , and then I lay my head on her knee and sob out all my life in her patient , willing ears . ' Poor little girl , ' she says softly , when I have ...
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