Cheveley: Or, The Man of Honour, Volume 1Harper & Bros., 1839 |
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... Rivoli , who did not seem to have made up his mind which he should be most vain of , him- self or his English ; though , of course , had it come to a ballot , he would have given a casting vote for himself , as he was French . 66 Dinner ...
... Rivoli , who did not seem to have made up his mind which he should be most vain of , him- self or his English ; though , of course , had it come to a ballot , he would have given a casting vote for himself , as he was French . 66 Dinner ...
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... Rivoli might have instanced of the effects of his habit of deep thinking , had not dinner been an- nounced . 66 Comte C. gave his arm to Lady de Clifford , Saville secured Fanny , and as Mowbray fell to the share of Mrs. Seymour , and ...
... Rivoli might have instanced of the effects of his habit of deep thinking , had not dinner been an- nounced . 66 Comte C. gave his arm to Lady de Clifford , Saville secured Fanny , and as Mowbray fell to the share of Mrs. Seymour , and ...
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... Rivoli brought the eyes and attention of every one upon him , by exclaiming aloud , " Ah , le pauvre Duc de Reichsdat ! " and then launching out into a hyperbolical eulogium on his father . The fact is , the little man could make ...
... Rivoli brought the eyes and attention of every one upon him , by exclaiming aloud , " Ah , le pauvre Duc de Reichsdat ! " and then launching out into a hyperbolical eulogium on his father . The fact is , the little man could make ...
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... Rivoli , with his hands up . " Pour vous plaire , " said Fanny , laughing : " je férais des impossibilités - si cetait possible - mais- " 66 Vraiment , " , " said Madame de A. , 66 vous resemblez beaucoup au Comte d'Erfeuil qui disait à ...
... Rivoli , with his hands up . " Pour vous plaire , " said Fanny , laughing : " je férais des impossibilités - si cetait possible - mais- " 66 Vraiment , " , " said Madame de A. , 66 vous resemblez beaucoup au Comte d'Erfeuil qui disait à ...
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... Rivoli a seat in their carriage , while Lady de Clifford's was occupied by herself , her sposo , Mowbray , and Mademoiselle d'Antoville , who devoted herself to appreciating Lord de Clifford . They had not got above half way , before ...
... Rivoli a seat in their carriage , while Lady de Clifford's was occupied by herself , her sposo , Mowbray , and Mademoiselle d'Antoville , who devoted herself to appreciating Lord de Clifford . They had not got above half way , before ...
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