Murad the Unlucky, and Other Tales

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of twigs from the garden: she had just tied them together; and was going, by Sister Frances' desire, to let her companions try if they could break the bundle, when the attention to the moral of the fable was interrupted by the entrance of an old woman, whose counte

haste!-I came through a by-street. A man was eating chestnuts at my stall, and I saw him show one that was with him the order from Citoyen

Sister Frances, loosed their hold, exclaiming, "Go

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e worst place she can go to-let her come to my cellar-the po

collect some favourite thing, which they thought they could not leave behind. Victoire alone stood motionless beside Madame de Fleury; her wh

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hildren's little books, unfinished samplers, and half-hemmed handkerchiefs. They ran into the garden to search for the nun. They were men of brutal habits, yet as they looked at everything round them, which bespoke peace, innocence, and childish happiness, they could not help thinking it was a pity to destroy what could do the nation no great harm after all. They were even glad that the nun had made her escape

a brutal interrogatory was termed insolence-she was pronounced a refractory aristocrat, dangerous to