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Page 353 - I love you. I loved you the first moment I saw you but I only realised it yesterday.
Page 138 - And what kind of grain is ground in the mill ? I will tell you the story as it was told to me, but I will not vouch for its truth. Old women are thrown in at the top, wrinkled and bent, without hair and without teeth, and when they come out below they are quite young and pretty, with cheeks as rosy as an apple.
Page 288 - She did not see the slight contraction o" her daughter's eyebrows, and it was well for her peace of mind that she did not.
Page 334 - Mother, they may come handy and be useful some day." And so they were. They were letters from' some of the greatest civil engineers in America. She also said, "My advice to him was, let your life be such that the world will be the better for your having lived in it, and when you look in the glass you will look in the face of an honest man.
Page 313 - I must ask you to give me your word of honor that you will not go into the foreship, else I shall have to keep you confined.
Page 232 - ... she would have gone had she but known how to set about it. But she had no qualifications : she could not paint, or play the piano, and she knew no French. This helplessness of hers galled her; there were times when she had grudged the very food she ate. So, when he had appeared, to single her out, to tell her that he loved her, to ask her to be his wife, she had not hesitated. To consult her own feelings, searchingly, never occurred to her. Afterwards she had given herself no sort of merit for...
Page 282 - No human being was near, but the birds were soon startled by the passionate cries of a broken heart, cries that fell freely and clearly on the soft, sweet air, and seemed to rise to the vary face of the blue heavens—bitter, passionate cries, that took with them the burden of a most unhappy soul. '' I cannot bear it," she said to herself . ' • I cannot bear it any longer.
Page 256 - Your mother willing!" she said, contemptuously; " as though that had anything to do with it." "It has everything to do with it, Reine.
Page 203 - I shall always remember this evening of the ball as the happiest of my life. You do not know how dearly I love you, Belle." "I shall know soon," she said, laughingly, "if you persist in telling me so often.