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... door , it was opened by Jean Gordon . Her very remarkable figure , for she was nearly six feet high , and her equally remarkable features and dress , rendered it impossible to mistake her for a moment , though he had not seen her for ...
... door , it was opened by Jean Gordon . Her very remarkable figure , for she was nearly six feet high , and her equally remarkable features and dress , rendered it impossible to mistake her for a moment , though he had not seen her for ...
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... door with no small difficulty , and for some time knocked without producing any other answer than a duet between a female and a cur - dog , the latter yelping as if he would have barked his heart out , the other screaming in chorus . By ...
... door with no small difficulty , and for some time knocked without producing any other answer than a duet between a female and a cur - dog , the latter yelping as if he would have barked his heart out , the other screaming in chorus . By ...
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... door to ony o ' your gang - there - out sort o ' bodies . " " But what must I do then , good dame ? for I can't sleep here upon the road all night . ” " Troth , I kenna , unless ye like to gae down and speer for quarters at the Place ...
... door to ony o ' your gang - there - out sort o ' bodies . " " But what must I do then , good dame ? for I can't sleep here upon the road all night . ” " Troth , I kenna , unless ye like to gae down and speer for quarters at the Place ...
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... door o ' the New Place . " Accordingly , leaving the ruins on the right , a few steps brought the traveller in front of a modern house of moderate size , at which his guide rapped with great importance . Man- nering told his ...
... door o ' the New Place . " Accordingly , leaving the ruins on the right , a few steps brought the traveller in front of a modern house of moderate size , at which his guide rapped with great importance . Man- nering told his ...
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... doors the Rev. Aaron Macbriar , his mother's chaplain ( it is said they quar- relled about the good graces of a ... door in the middle , leading to a parlour and withdrawing room , full of all manner of cross lights . This was the ...
... doors the Rev. Aaron Macbriar , his mother's chaplain ( it is said they quar- relled about the good graces of a ... door in the middle , leading to a parlour and withdrawing room , full of all manner of cross lights . This was the ...
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Allonby answered appearance Astrologer auld Aweel bairn better called Captain castle character Charles Hazlewood circumstances Colonel Mannering counsellor Dandie dear Derncleugh deyvil Dinmont Dirk Hatteraick Dominie Sampson door Ellangowan eyes father favour fear feelings fellow frae Frank Kennedy gentleman gipsy Glossin Guy Mannering hand head heard honour horse Julia justice justice of peace Kennedy Kippletringan Laird Liddesdale light look Lucy Bertram lugger Mac-Candlish Mac-Guffog Mac-Morlan mair Mannering's Matilda maun Merrilies Mervyn's mind Miss Bertram Miss Mannering morning muckle never night observed occasion ower person Pleydell poor Portanferry postilion prisoner recollection replied round ruin scene Scotland seemed Singleside Sir Robert Hazlewood smugglers stranger supposed tell there's thought turned Vanbeest Brown voice Warroch weel window woman wood Woodbourne ye'll young Hazlewood young lady younker
Populaire passages
Pagina 104 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Pagina 213 - A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yon' justice rails upon yon' simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handydandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Pagina 338 - Bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass, but my madness speaks.
Pagina 75 - His eye-balls farther out than when he lived. Staring full ghastly like a strangled man : His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling ; His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd And tugg'd for life, and was by strength subdued.
Pagina 111 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Pagina 186 - Nor board nor garner own we now, Nor roof nor latched door, Nor kind mate, bound, by holy vow, To bless a good man's store. Noon lulls us in a gloomy den, And night is grown our day ; Uprouse ye, then, my merry men ! And use it as ye may.
Pagina 167 - Your sportive fury, pitiless, to pour Loose on the nightly robber of the fold Him, from his craggy winding haunts unearth'd, Let all the thunder of the chase pursue. Throw the broad ditch behind you ; o'er the hedge High bound, resistless...
Pagina 49 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Pagina 65 - Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for? — There's thirty hearts there, that wad hae wanted bread ere ye had wanted sunkets, and spent their lifeblood ere ye had scratched your finger. Yes — there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last week, that ye have turned out o' the bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs!
Pagina 403 - There was a dead silence in the cavern, only interrupted by the low and suppressed moaning of the wounded female, and by the hard breathing of the prisoner. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIFTH.