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BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY . THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS , THE POISONER OF THE SEVENTEENTH A ROMANCE OF OLD PARIS . BY ALBERT SMITH . [ WITH AN ILLUSTRATION BY J. LEECH . ] CHAPTER XIX . The mischief still thickens on all sides . CENTURY ...
BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY . THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS , THE POISONER OF THE SEVENTEENTH A ROMANCE OF OLD PARIS . BY ALBERT SMITH . [ WITH AN ILLUSTRATION BY J. LEECH . ] CHAPTER XIX . The mischief still thickens on all sides . CENTURY ...
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... and was now conversing with Lachaussée . Their talk ceased suddenly as Exili entered ; but there was an air of excitement about both , as though they had been engaged in a warm , though THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS .
... and was now conversing with Lachaussée . Their talk ceased suddenly as Exili entered ; but there was an air of excitement about both , as though they had been engaged in a warm , though THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS .
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... other first . " 66 It will not take long to do that , " replied the Languedocian . " My arms can speak pretty plainly when they are needed . " " And so can this , " exclaimed the other 4 THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS .
... other first . " 66 It will not take long to do that , " replied the Languedocian . " My arms can speak pretty plainly when they are needed . " " And so can this , " exclaimed the other 4 THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS .
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... Marchioness thereupon . Do you agree to this ? " " Go on , " was Lachaussée's reply , " and tell me the means . " " Ay - the means there lies the difficulty , 8 THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS .
... Marchioness thereupon . Do you agree to this ? " " Go on , " was Lachaussée's reply , " and tell me the means . " " Ay - the means there lies the difficulty , 8 THE MARCHIONESS OF BRINVILLIERS .
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Page 233 - ... nothing will supply the want of prudence; and that negligence and irregularity, long continued, will make knowledge useless, wit ridiculous, and genius contemptible.
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