The knave of hearts, 第 2 巻、第 554 巻 |
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amidst Archdale's Arthur Lambe asked Babbington beauty better bride brother Cadbury Stubbs called Calthorpe family Calthorpe's Cavaletti Consey Constan Constantine Pepperell daughter death declared Desborough diamond cross dreams excited exclaimed eyes face fancy Father Bernoldi favour feel fellow felt gentleman Ghortley give glance gout Gwenllian Gwynne hand happy head hear heard heart hitherto honour husband Italy John Whitmore Kenard knew Lady Holland laugh Lavater Lambe Leonora lips listened living look Loxby marriage married ment Miss Archdale Miss Cal Miss Calthorpe Montclaire morning mother Naples never night once P. C. Wingett Pepperell's perell perhaps Philomathic Club present pretty received remark replied returned Rhoda Jackson seemed sighed signora Sir Leslie Holland smile stantine sure thorpe thought tion told tone turned uncon uttered voice walk wife wish woman words young Zillah
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