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And it was Maggie who answered, rather eagerly: "No, she hasn't.
— from These Twain by Arnold Bennett
Every limb was at rest, every nerve seemed lulled into quiescence.
— from The Golden Web by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
That were a rare employment!” “Nay,” said Lord Nigel, “but out of respect, to wait on my lord your father.”
— from The Fortunes of Nigel by Walter Scott
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