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His face , which was somewhat round , was of a brownish hue and slightly pitted with smallpox . His expression was benign , his features neither cunning nor brutal . His eyes were neither sparkling nor mirthful , but of a languid cast .
His face , which was somewhat round , was of a brownish hue and slightly pitted with smallpox . His expression was benign , his features neither cunning nor brutal . His eyes were neither sparkling nor mirthful , but of a languid cast .
Pagina 319
Great eyes he had , staring eyes , and a white face . It was only when they let off gunpowder in Rintoul that he left us . " His father opened the door and looked out . " There's nobody out there . It's a tramp likely , that's got in ...
Great eyes he had , staring eyes , and a white face . It was only when they let off gunpowder in Rintoul that he left us . " His father opened the door and looked out . " There's nobody out there . It's a tramp likely , that's got in ...
Pagina 528
She has a hard seamed gypsy face with bold staring eyes , and is generally supposed to be not quite collective ' . Evidence for this is that she tends to overcharge grossly for , say , grapefruit ____ " " You not suppose to give she dat ...
She has a hard seamed gypsy face with bold staring eyes , and is generally supposed to be not quite collective ' . Evidence for this is that she tends to overcharge grossly for , say , grapefruit ____ " " You not suppose to give she dat ...
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A DAY ON THE LOCH BY A J MCGEOCH | 134 |
SIR WALTER SCOTT AND THE MURDER OF PORTEOUS BY | 212 |
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