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At first she would only glower or hiss…
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Cold, he called her, selfish…
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09:22 |
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She was aware of people who passed around her…
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08:04 |
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He had an instinct for mathematics…
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09:41 |
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Anna did not care much for other children.
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07:44 |
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The Rainbow
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08:51 |
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Behind her, there was so much unknown to him.
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07:22 |
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And at this period she was absorbed…
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08:33 |
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Chapter 3
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07:34 |
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Very strange was the constant glitter of the sea…
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06:50 |
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The story came to an end…
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07:02 |
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He saw how the foreigner treated the women…
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08:10 |
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Chapter 2
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07:25 |
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He went home talking to himself and to the moon…
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07:46 |
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'When they brought the railway across…'
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07:36 |
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Tilly blushed and drew her neck in…
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08:22 |
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His voice was queer and distant and calm.
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08:35 |
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For some moments he did not move.
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07:10 |
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He was a long time resolving definitely to ask her…
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07:19 |
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And whenever her eyes…
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08:12 |
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The curate was poor enough…
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09:17 |
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There were four sons and two daughters.
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08:37 |
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He did not know there was any difference in him…
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08:29 |
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'Who was that person?' his sister Effie asked.
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08:46 |
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She came and was shaken into her coat…
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08:36 |
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'There is the child,' she said…
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08:14 |
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He lifted his cup to his lips…
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09:22 |
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During the day…
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Chapter 4
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05:34 |
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The evening came on, he played with Anna…
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