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 | | Lorna Doone, A Romance of Exmoor by R. Blackmore Preface This work is called a 'romance,' because the incidents, characters, time, and scenery, are alike romantic. |
 | | But after a little while, as she said, remembrance of her husband came, and the way he used to stand by her side and put his strong arm round her, and how he liked his bacon fried, and praised her kindly for it--and so the tears were in her eyes, and nothing should gainsay them. |
 | | I will give you all my fish Lorna, and catch some more for mother; only don't be angry with me.' She flung her little soft arms up in the passion of her tears, and looked at me so piteously, that what did I do but kiss her. |
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