A tale of two citiesTicknor and Fields, 1866 |
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... hair , standing jaggedly all over it , and growing down- hill almost to his broad , blunt nose . It was so like smith's work , so much more like the top of a strongly spiked wall than a head of hair , that the best of players at leap ...
... hair , standing jaggedly all over it , and growing down- hill almost to his broad , blunt nose . It was so like smith's work , so much more like the top of a strongly spiked wall than a head of hair , that the best of players at leap ...
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... hair , he would suddenly fall away to dust . The passenger would then start to himself , and lower the window , to get the reality of mist and rain on his cheek . Yet even when his eyes were opened on the mist and rain , on the moving ...
... hair , he would suddenly fall away to dust . The passenger would then start to himself , and lower the window , to get the reality of mist and rain on his cheek . Yet even when his eyes were opened on the mist and rain , on the moving ...
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... hair , but which looked far more as though it were spun from filaments of silk or glass . His linen , though not of a fineness in accordance with his stockings , was as white as the tops of the waves that broke upon the neighbouring ...
... hair , but which looked far more as though it were spun from filaments of silk or glass . His linen , though not of a fineness in accordance with his stockings , was as white as the tops of the waves that broke upon the neighbouring ...
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... hair , a pair of blue eyes that met his own with an inquiring look , and a forehead with a singular capa- city ( remembering how young and smooth it was ) , of lifting and knitting itself into an expression that was not quite one of ...
... hair , a pair of blue eyes that met his own with an inquiring look , and a forehead with a singular capa- city ( remembering how young and smooth it was ) , of lifting and knitting itself into an expression that was not quite one of ...
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... hair ; as if he pictured to himself that it might have been already tinged with grey . " You know that your parents had no great possession , and that what they had was secured to your mother and to you . There has been no new discovery ...
... hair ; as if he pictured to himself that it might have been already tinged with grey . " You know that your parents had no great possession , and that what they had was secured to your mother and to you . There has been no new discovery ...
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