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When Dunstan Cass turned his back on the cottage, Silas Marner was not more than a hundred yards away from it, plodding along from the village with a sack thrown round his shoulders as an overcoat, an
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When Dunstan Cass turned his back on the cottage, Silas Marner was not more than a hundred yards away from it, plodding along from the village with a sack thrown round his shoulders as an overcoat, an
The next morning, when Silas and Eppie were seated at their breakfast, he said to her— “Eppie, there’s a thing I’ve ha…
Nancy and Godfrey walked home under the starlight in silence. When they entered the oaken parlour, Godfrey threw himsel…
Between eight and nine o’clock that evening, Eppie and Silas were seated alone in the cottage. After the great exciteme…
Some one opened the door at the other end of the room, and Nancy felt that it was her husband. She turned from the wind…
While Silas and Eppie were seated on the bank discoursing in the fleckered shade of the ash tree, Miss Priscilla Lammet…
It was a bright autumn Sunday, sixteen years after Silas Marner had found his new treasure on the hearth. The bells of …
There was one person, as you will believe, who watched with keener though more hidden interest than any other, the pros…
There was a pauper’s burial that week in Raveloe, and up Kench Yard at Batherley it was known that the dark-haired woma…
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