Every day: a storyRemington and Company, 1878 - 136 pages |
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66 CHAPTER acquaintance admired Adolf Gabrielle Agar Bond Agar's Amense Arlie Asenath asked aunt believe Blanche Potter child conversation Darby Terrace daughter door Dor's Dorothy's drawing-room dress Eudocia eyes fear feeling felt friendship Gabrielle's gentle gentleman Giles Southernwood girl give hand hear heart Helena College honour interest Iseult Jules Garnier knew Lacy's Lady Vere LAUREL COTTAGE leave Legion of Honour letter looked Mademoiselle manner Marien marriage mind Miss Agneta Miss Bond Miss Brown Miss Potter Miss Protheroe Miss Warying Miss Waryng Monsieur Everard Monsieur Garnier Morvyth Protheroe mother muslin Myrtilla Lloyd never niece person present Protheroe's recognise Rupert Lacy Sir Caleb Sleeper smile speak spoke Stedfast Sunday sure talk tell Thea things Thorton thought told took trouble truth uncle wait walked wife wish woman women write wrong young
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Page 18 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
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