The vicar of Wakefield. (Marcus Ward's educ. lit.).1883 |
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... cried I , " that no prudence of ours could have prevented our late misfortune ; but prudence may do much in disappointing its effects . We are now poor , my fondlings , and wisdom bids us to conform to our humble situation . Let us ...
... cried I , " that no prudence of ours could have prevented our late misfortune ; but prudence may do much in disappointing its effects . We are now poor , my fondlings , and wisdom bids us to conform to our humble situation . Let us ...
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... cried he , " happens still more luckily than I hoped for , as I am going the same way myself , having been detained here two days by the floods , which I hope , by to - morrow , will be found passable . " I testified the pleasure I ...
... cried he , " happens still more luckily than I hoped for , as I am going the same way myself , having been detained here two days by the floods , which I hope , by to - morrow , will be found passable . " I testified the pleasure I ...
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... cried he , pointing to a very magnificent house which stood at some distance , " belongs to Mr. Thornhill , a young gentleman who enjoys a large fortune , though entirely de- pendent on the will of his uncle , Sir William Thornhill , a ...
... cried he , pointing to a very magnificent house which stood at some distance , " belongs to Mr. Thornhill , a young gentleman who enjoys a large fortune , though entirely de- pendent on the will of his uncle , Sir William Thornhill , a ...
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... cried my wife ; we can walk it perfectly well ; we want no coach to carry us now . " " You mistake , child , " returned I , we do want a coach ; for if we walk to church in this trim , the very children in the parish will hoot after us ...
... cried my wife ; we can walk it perfectly well ; we want no coach to carry us now . " " You mistake , child , " returned I , we do want a coach ; for if we walk to church in this trim , the very children in the parish will hoot after us ...
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... cried my wife , " this is the way you always damp my girls and me when we are in spirits . Tell me , Sophy , my dear , what do you think of our new visitor ? Don't you think he seemed to be good - natured ? " " Immensely so , indeed ...
... cried my wife , " this is the way you always damp my girls and me when we are in spirits . Tell me , Sophy , my dear , what do you think of our new visitor ? Don't you think he seemed to be good - natured ? " " Immensely so , indeed ...
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