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He used to sit on the doorstep quite helpless with giggles at the stories and things I told him . He admired me too ; he admired my looks ; he really loved me , you know . Come on , Nance , ' he'd say , ' take out your pins .
He used to sit on the doorstep quite helpless with giggles at the stories and things I told him . He admired me too ; he admired my looks ; he really loved me , you know . Come on , Nance , ' he'd say , ' take out your pins .
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When he came up to the castle to show us how well it fitted he found us sitting in rickety wicker chairs behind the ruins of the bastion . The grass was fresh green and sprinkled with daisies and the creepers were putting out tender ...
When he came up to the castle to show us how well it fitted he found us sitting in rickety wicker chairs behind the ruins of the bastion . The grass was fresh green and sprinkled with daisies and the creepers were putting out tender ...
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Once at home we had been sitting with a few neighbours in the old parlour when the clock struck twelve . There had been a good deal of drinking and we were in high spirits . “ Who's afraid of ghosts ? ” asked Dani .
Once at home we had been sitting with a few neighbours in the old parlour when the clock struck twelve . There had been a good deal of drinking and we were in high spirits . “ Who's afraid of ghosts ? ” asked Dani .
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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