The Novelist's Magazine, Volume 15Harrison and Company, 1784 A collection of separately paged novels. |
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Pagina 613
... Jack , were it not better , upon her own notions , that the feemed not fo fenfible as fhe will make herself to be , if he is very angry ? But perhaps I am more afraid than I need . I believe I am . From her over- nicenefs arifes my fear ...
... Jack , were it not better , upon her own notions , that the feemed not fo fenfible as fhe will make herself to be , if he is very angry ? But perhaps I am more afraid than I need . I believe I am . From her over- nicenefs arifes my fear ...
Pagina 617
... Jack , I am a pity - ful fellow . Recol- lection is my enemy ! -Divine excel- lence ! -Happy with her for fo many days together ! Now fo unhappy ! -And for what ? But he is purity herself . -And why , after all , fhould I thus torment ...
... Jack , I am a pity - ful fellow . Recol- lection is my enemy ! -Divine excel- lence ! -Happy with her for fo many days together ! Now fo unhappy ! -And for what ? But he is purity herself . -And why , after all , fhould I thus torment ...
Pagina 618
... Jack , Jack ! This midnight at- tempt has made me mad ; has utterly undone me ! How can the dear creature fay , I have made her vile in her own eyes , when her behaviour under fuch a furprize , and her refentment under fuch ...
... Jack , Jack ! This midnight at- tempt has made me mad ; has utterly undone me ! How can the dear creature fay , I have made her vile in her own eyes , when her behaviour under fuch a furprize , and her refentment under fuch ...
Pagina 620
... Jack , let me call her names ! -I beseech thee , Jack , to permit me to call her names ! than Dorcas acquainted her lady ] with it ; and that I had left word , that I was gone to Doctors Commons , and should be heard of for fome hours ...
... Jack , let me call her names ! -I beseech thee , Jack , to permit me to call her names ! than Dorcas acquainted her lady ] with it ; and that I had left word , that I was gone to Doctors Commons , and should be heard of for fome hours ...
Pagina 633
... Jack ! -- And what thinkeft thou of this last letter ? Mifs Howe va- lues not either fame or cenfure ; and thinkeft thou , that this letter will not bring the little fury up , though the could procure no other conveyance than her ...
... Jack ! -- And what thinkeft thou of this last letter ? Mifs Howe va- lues not either fame or cenfure ; and thinkeft thou , that this letter will not bring the little fury up , though the could procure no other conveyance than her ...
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