The lady's mile, by the author of 'Lady Audley's secret'. |
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Page 67 - There is but one With whom she has heart to be gay. When will the dancers leave her alone? She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Page 242 - She did not know the capacity for deep and passionate feeling which may exist in the nature of a man whose daily labour leaves him no leisure for the revelation of the better and brighter part of his mind. She had expected to find a husband only an improved edition of a lover, and finding him something altogether different — a creature who accepted her affection as a matter of course, and was disagreeably candid on the subject of an unbecoming bonnet — she concluded all at once that she was no...
Page 214 - You needn't be uneasy, my dear aunt," answered Hector ; " it's not a case of ' the white feather,' if that's what you mean." " That's not what I mean, and you know as well as I do that it is not. I don't like those mysterious motives which you can't explain.
Page 33 - I think, dear, you are a little too much inclined to talk to him in a manner, or to let him talk to you in a manner that is almost like flirting. I know how difficult it is to draw the line between what is and what is not flirting; and I daresay you will think me very absurd, dear — " "I don't think you at all absurd. I know that I flirt with Sir Nugent Evershed.
Page 100 - The widow sat for some minutes after her niece's departure still silent, with her hands clasped in her lap and her eyes fixed on the canvas in solemn contemplation.