The First Lieutenant's Story, 1 tomasHurst and Blackett, 1853 |
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agitation agony answer asked Battersby beautiful better blessed breath bright brother Bruce Captain Normanton Captain Seymour cheek cheerful Clair colour countenance dear dear Mary deck deep delightful Donna Mercedes door dreaded Edward Somer England exclaimed eyes father fear feel fellow felt Fernan forgive garden gentle give God's gone hand happiness hear heard heart heaven hope inflammation instantly kind kindly knew Lady Davenport leave light lips little bow look manton marriage Mary Mary's mind Miss Sydney mother Mount Edgecumbe never night pain Palgrave passed peace perhaps pleasure poor portmanteaus Portsmouth replied rose round rushed Sangrove seemed ship silence smile Somerville soon sorrow soul speak spirit spoke sure Sydney's talk tears tell thank things thou thought told trouble turned Villa Hermosa voice walked Wilfred wish words young
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