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Aunt Pullet was quite willing to take the shortest means of restoring her premises to order and quiet, and it was not long before Mrs Tulliver was in the chaise looking anxiously at the most distant point before her. What the father would say if Maggie was lost? was a question that predominated over every other.
— Sep 26, 2020 02:53PM
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The love she had renounced came back upon her with a cruel charm, she felt herself opening her arms to receive it once more; and then it seemed to slip away and fade and vanish, leaving only the dying sound of a deep thrilling voice that said, "Gone - forever gone."
— Sep 30, 2020 02:38PM
The love she had renounced came back upon her with a cruel charm, she felt herself opening her arms to receive it once more; and then it seemed to slip away and fade and vanish, leaving only the dying sound of a deep thrilling voice that said, "Gone - forever gone."
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She hurried along, and not another word was spoken. Stephen stood still and beckoned when they came within sight of Willy and the horse, and Maggie went on through the gate. Mrs Moss was standing alone at the door of the old porch: she had sent all the cousins in, with kind thoughtfulness.
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— Sep 30, 2020 12:29PM
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There was something rather sad in that speech from a young man of three-and-twenty, even in uncle Deane's business-loving ears.
— Sep 29, 2020 03:39PM
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At last, there was total stillness and poor Tulliver's dimly-lighted soul had forever ceased to be vexed with the painful riddle of this world.
Help has come now: Luke and his wife were there, and Mr Turnbull had arrived, too late for everything but to say, "This is death."
— Sep 29, 2020 10:45AM
Help has come now: Luke and his wife were there, and Mr Turnbull had arrived, too late for everything but to say, "This is death."
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And Maggie's graces of mind and body fed his gloom. He sat patiently enough while she read him a chapter, or said something timidly when they were alone together about trouble being turned into a blessing.
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— Sep 28, 2020 02:41PM
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There was a dead silence as Tom's pen moved along the paper: Mrs Tulliver looked scared, and Maggie trembled like a leaf.
— Sep 28, 2020 12:06PM
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Among the threads of the past which the stricken man had gathered up, he had omitted the bill of sale; the flash of memory had only lit up prominent ideas, and he sank into forgetfulness again with half his humiliation unlearned.
— Sep 27, 2020 01:46PM
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They had gone forth together into their new life of sorrow, and they would never more see the sunshine undimmed by remembered cares. They had entered the thorny wilderness, and the golden gates of their childhood had for ever closed behind them.
— Sep 27, 2020 10:50AM
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And there is no better reason for preferring this elderberry bush than that it stirs an early memory - that it is no novelty in my life, speaking to me merely through my present sensibilities to form and colour, but the long companion of my existence, that wove itself into my joys when joys were vivid.
— Sep 27, 2020 04:31AM
And there is no better reason for preferring this elderberry bush than that it stirs an early memory - that it is no novelty in my life, speaking to me merely through my present sensibilities to form and colour, but the long companion of my existence, that wove itself into my joys when joys were vivid.
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Maggie was already so full of sorrow at the thought of Tom's going away from her, that this playful exultation of his seemed very unkind, and she cried herself to sleep that night.
— Sep 26, 2020 04:42PM
