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300 STRATHMORE ; OR , WROUGHT BY HIS OWN HAND . A ' LIFE ROMANCE .
BY THE AUTHOR OF “ GRANVILLE DE VIGNE " . . . . . 311 , 449 AN ARTIST ' S
STUDY IN THE QUARTIER LATIN . . . . . 339 , 422 LITERARY AND POLITICAL ...
300 STRATHMORE ; OR , WROUGHT BY HIS OWN HAND . A ' LIFE ROMANCE .
BY THE AUTHOR OF “ GRANVILLE DE VIGNE " . . . . . 311 , 449 AN ARTIST ' S
STUDY IN THE QUARTIER LATIN . . . . . 339 , 422 LITERARY AND POLITICAL ...
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At the head of his table the host sat in the deep shadow , where the light of the
outer day did not reach , but left the dark purple hangings of the wall with the
dead gold of their embroideries in gloom behind him , 312 Strathmore ...
At the head of his table the host sat in the deep shadow , where the light of the
outer day did not reach , but left the dark purple hangings of the wall with the
dead gold of their embroideries in gloom behind him , 312 Strathmore ...
Page 313
They afforded him a certain amusement that summer ' s morning , and Strathmore
of White Ladies - - this man with the eyes of a Catiline , and the face of a Strafford
- had no care greater on his mind for either the present or the future just then ...
They afforded him a certain amusement that summer ' s morning , and Strathmore
of White Ladies - - this man with the eyes of a Catiline , and the face of a Strafford
- had no care greater on his mind for either the present or the future just then ...
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With which enunciation of doctrine the new comer sat down , rolled his chair up to
the table , and began an inspection of some lobster cutlets à la Maréchale ,
taking a cup of creamy chocolate from the servant behind him , while Strathmore
...
With which enunciation of doctrine the new comer sat down , rolled his chair up to
the table , and began an inspection of some lobster cutlets à la Maréchale ,
taking a cup of creamy chocolate from the servant behind him , while Strathmore
...
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echoed Strathmore , giving a contemptuous push of his elbow to Nina Montolieu '
s envelope , a souvenir of the past season , with which he could very well have
dispensed . “ Our Brinvilliers poison us with patchouli paper , and stab us with a ...
echoed Strathmore , giving a contemptuous push of his elbow to Nina Montolieu '
s envelope , a souvenir of the past season , with which he could very well have
dispensed . “ Our Brinvilliers poison us with patchouli paper , and stab us with a ...
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