Cousin Geoffrey, the old bachelor [by H.M.G. Smythies]. To which is added Claude Stocq. Ed. by T. Hook |
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Cousin Geoffrey, the Old Bachelor [By H.M.G. Smythies]. to Which Is Added ... Geoffrey (Cousin,Fict Name ),Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies Pré-visualização indisponível - 2015 |
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Ambroise Paré anguish Anne de Montmorency Antonia asked Aubyn Barton beauty Bishop of Leicester Blanche Blanche's bless bright Captain Catherine Chantilly cheek child Claude Stocq Cousin Geoffry cried Damville Dashwood daughters dear dearest Dieppe door dress Earl Eustace Murray exclaimed eyes Faithful father fear feel felt fête gazed gentle Geoffrey Geraldine Gertrude girl glance hand handsome happy heard heart Heaven High Constable Hodnot honour hope Horace St hour husband Jehan Cornoailles Juliet knew Lady Barbara Lady Hunter Lady Sackville Lady Whitehead Lionel lips Lisette looked Lord lover married Merton mind Miss St Misses Whitehead Monsieur Dubois Montague mother never night noble pale perhaps poor replied Robert Rochemaure seemed Senlis Sir Cæsar Sir Croesus sister smile Snaffle sweet tears tell thing thought trembling turned Veronique voice Wheezer whispered window wish woman words Wyndham young
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