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hat," said Eleanor, musing and flushing. "Aunt Caxton--is it foolish in me to wish I could hear once more from Mr. Rhys before I go?" "Only .
sense of misery rather than from cold, and yearned as only sleepy youth can for the ease of a true bed and dry warm swooning to slumber. H .
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of obedience to kings. He made noble pleas for liberty of conscience and bitterly complained of his own suffering from Church courts, yet .
rits and countenances keeping down the lightness that would have been up in ours." Not long after, they made a second visit to their sober .
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of a cloak was Eleanor's. But once his attention had alighted on the right figure, and he was sure, by a kind of instinct. The turns of the .
ronted by a dozen stout seamen; and before we could make the slightest resistance, we were all of us bound hand and foot. The front-door be .
pooned. One huge monster, notwithstanding a severe wound, managed to make his escape. As we returned down the hill, we found ourselves at t .
orse, Mr. Carlisle was at her elbow in every place; and Eleanor became conscious that she was in spite of herself appearing before the worl .
hese wretches, apparently for no other reason than because they offered some resistance to being dragged roughly along; and thus Brian and .
any good with it. How it all went I don't know. I believe that I was robbed of a large portion. I was so disgusted with my folly, that I w .
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ed woodsman's eye noting every peculiarity of rock, stump, bush, tree, and leaf. Even then, as darkness fell and the scene became faintly i .
gh them the suffering and hunted minister of Kidderminster has spoken in warning, entreaty, and rebuke, or in tones of tenderest love and p .
vitably come. He summoned all his resolution, and composed his mind, as far as the circumstances would admit, to bid an eternal farewell to .
ll this time Mrs. Caxton left her unquestioned and uncounselled. She made no remarks about Eleanor's going to class-meeting; she took it as .