The Works of George Meredith: Evan HarringtonA. Constable, 1896 |
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Page 67 - He has little character for the moment. Most youths are like Pope's women; they have no character at all. And indeed a character that does not wait for circumstances to shape it, is of small worth in the race that must be run.
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Page 74 - Evan again declined, and looked out for a side path to escape the fellow, whose bounty was worse to him than his abuse, and whose mention of the sixpence was unlucky. "Dash it!
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