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Remembering the votive flowers , the leaping fire in the playroom , the spilling of the wine , he said out of his own dark Welsh past , But what ? ” “ I don't know . There was a day last summer , you see . From early dawn it was like ...
Remembering the votive flowers , the leaping fire in the playroom , the spilling of the wine , he said out of his own dark Welsh past , But what ? ” “ I don't know . There was a day last summer , you see . From early dawn it was like ...
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Marguerite was sung by the famous Nielsen , and hers was the only name I can remember among the artists , for it was upon everybody's lips . I thought Marguerite very attractive in a grey dress with her long fair hair , but I can only ...
Marguerite was sung by the famous Nielsen , and hers was the only name I can remember among the artists , for it was upon everybody's lips . I thought Marguerite very attractive in a grey dress with her long fair hair , but I can only ...
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His courage almost failed him , and he wheedled her : " I know it's hard for you , because you've : been here for so long , and can remember me when I was just a little boy , but so can others on the staff .
His courage almost failed him , and he wheedled her : " I know it's hard for you , because you've : been here for so long , and can remember me when I was just a little boy , but so can others on the staff .
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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