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and who adored
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This phrase, which no doubt sounded well coming from Mrs. Clary, who was an impulsive person, with fine dark eyes and expressive mobile face, assumed a comical aspect when repeated by the sober voice of Miss Graves. Mrs. Clary, laughing, hastened to explain; and Miss Graves, noticing Mrs. Trescott on a bench in the shade, where she and her laces had floated down, said, warningly,
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I should advise you to rise; I have just learned that the shade of Mentone is of the most deadly nature, and to be avoided like a scorpion.
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Is it damp?
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No, replied Miss Graves,
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Matilda's temperament is really Alpine, said Mrs. Clary, smiling.
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I have always felt that she would be cold even in heaven.
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In that case, said Baker,
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What is it about the shade?
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Only this, said Mrs. Clary:
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Like Mr. Micawber's income, said Margaret, smiling.
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Amount, twenty shillings; you spend nineteen shillings and sixpence--riches; twenty shillings and sixpence--bankruptcy.
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as the closely built village of the Middle Ages, clinging to the side hill, and hardly changed in the long lapse of centuries, is called. The
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The West Bay has its Promenade du Midi, and the East Bay has its sea-wall, said Mrs. Clary.
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I like a sea-wall.
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This one does not _approach_ that at St. Augustine,
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Here is one of the fountains or wells, said Mrs. Clary.
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You will soon see that going for water and gossiping at the well are two occupations of the women everywhere in this region. It comes, I suppose, from the scarcity of water, which is brought in pipes from long distances to these wells, to which the women must go for all the water needed by their households. Notice the classic shapes of the jugs and jars they bear on their heads. Those green ones might be majolica.
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through whose narrow, lane-like streets no vehicle could be driven, through some of them hardly a donkey. The principal avenue, the Rue Longue, but a few feet in width, was smoothly paved and clean; but walking there was like being at the bottom of a well, so far above and so narrow was the little ribbon of blue sky at the top. Unbroken stone walls rose on each side, directly upon the street, five and six stories in height, shutting out the sunshine; and these tall gray walls were often joined above our heads also by arches,
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Janet said. These closely built continuous blocks were the homes of the native population,