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FROM THE RETURN OF THE NATIVE A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight , and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment . Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish ...
FROM THE RETURN OF THE NATIVE A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight , and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment . Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish ...
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a a seized his rapier and returned toward D'Artagnan ; but on his way he met Athos , who during this relief which D'Artagnan had procured him had recovered his breath , and who , for fear that D'Artagnan would kill his enemy , wished to ...
a a seized his rapier and returned toward D'Artagnan ; but on his way he met Athos , who during this relief which D'Artagnan had procured him had recovered his breath , and who , for fear that D'Artagnan would kill his enemy , wished to ...
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“ I do please Him , ” the child returned , “ an ' — an ' — an ' – He pleases me . We play together . ” “ Why , why , why ! ” cried poor Mis ' Hellie . . “ He don't spank me , ” returned Jeffrey pointedly . “ He loves me , nice .
“ I do please Him , ” the child returned , “ an ' — an ' — an ' – He pleases me . We play together . ” “ Why , why , why ! ” cried poor Mis ' Hellie . . “ He don't spank me , ” returned Jeffrey pointedly . “ He loves me , nice .
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