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id: 12585
type: ORG
entity:
  Midhurst Midhurst Church East Lavant Felpham Boxgrove Priory Church Chichester Cathedral Chichester Palace


id: 12585
type: ORG
entity:
  The Arundel Arundel Church Arundel Park Arundel Bishop Ashdown Forest Atherington Babington Conspirators


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id: 15779
title: Joanna Godden
author: Kaye-Smith, Sheila
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summary:
  "Joanna," said little Ellen in a loud whisper, "may I take off my hat?" "So Joanna''s going to run our farm for us, is she?" said the head man, "Hullo, Stuppeny--you ain''t coming along like that!" and Joanna''s eye how Joanna Godden of Little Ansdore had got shut of her looker after Martin, I don''t know that I like your having dinner with Joanna "He''ll be all right," said Martin, "he likes Joanna Godden really." He liked to see Joanna''s skin go pink as she faced Ellen in a torment of Ellen Godden of Ansdore, never failed to give Joanna a queer sense of to marry her would be the best thing for everyone--Joanna, Ellen and "Arthur ud take you back any day you ask it," said Joanna, thinking this Joanna thrilled again--that was like Martin, telling her things, old "Ellen," cried Joanna--"don''t go away like that--don''t think that of me.


id: 17965
title: Boy Woodburn: A Story of the Sussex Downs
author: Ollivant, Alfred
txt: ./txt/17965.txt
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summary:
  "That''s a little bit o'' better," said Old Mat comfortably, totting up "Hullo, Bill, old boy," said the young man in his quiet voice. "Yes, she''s a lady all right," said the old man. "Like her, Boy?" the old man asked. "Lung-trouble''s good," said the old man. the girl had taken her mistress for a ride, the poor woman came to Mrs. Woodburn in tears and asked to leave. "What''s the going like on the top there, Brand?" asked the old man. worth a little trouble," replied the old man, winking at Monkey Brand. "Let me look at you, Boy," said her mother, when the teasing old man had "Poor boy!--he wants a bit of a hunt, too," said the young man. Said he''d been caught nappin''--by a boy with a face like a girl, "He caught hold a bit as we came up the slope," answered Boy. Jim Silver had dismounted and laid a hand on the horse''s shining neck.


id: 12585
title: Seaward Sussex: The South Downs from End to End
author: Holmes, Edric
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summary:
  its way to the sea; due south-west the long range of Newmarket Hill The high road leaves the town by the Battlefield road past St. Anne''s church and follows the railway closely until the tram lines on church is about a mile away on the road to the Downs. The few small houses to the south of the church are all that now remain south-east, lies the little church of Sullington under its two great placed village with a Transitional and Early English church in an A mile farther is West Ferring with a plain Early English church; Rustington, a mile farther, is a more interesting Early English church Not far from the church are the remains of the ancient "Old Place" once south-east to the north-west the hills are so lofty and so near that cathedral is supposed to have been for a time the adapted church of St. Peter''s monastery which stood on or near the south-west corner of the


id: 34490
title: Sweet Mace: A Sussex Legend of the Iron Times
author: Fenn, George Manville
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summary:
  address a lady," said Sir Mark sharply, as he drew Mistress Anne''s arm "Good day to you, Sir Thomas; a fair time, Mistress Anne," he said "Business first, Master Cobbe," said Sir Mark haughtily, as, taking his "Yes," said Gil, quietly, "go away, Mace; Janet will stay and watch by "Mace was a child of four then, Master Cobbe," said Gil, "and we have "It looks like your guest, Master Cobbe," said Gil sourly. "Silence, sir," cried Gil. As he spoke, the young man''s face flushed with shame and mortification "Better, Master Cobbe; I am growing stronger," said Sir Mark, as he "Let me see," said Sir Mark, gazing at his rival with half-closed eyes; "Let me run on, and tell my mother you have come, Sir Mark," said Anne, "See to thy men, Sir Mark," cried Mace, hurrying to the open window; for


id: 33042
title: Hastings and Neighbourhood
author: Higgins, Walter
txt: ./txt/33042.txt
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summary:
  [Frontispiece: THE OLD TOWN, HASTINGS] rendered necessary the laying down of a new town in a securer place, little the cosy valley, where the old town had so long nestled, ceased one time the great Port, protected on the east by the Castle hill, on "Thou old sea-town, crouching beneath the rocks call to mind a great wall with a gate and portcullis defending the town the castle cliff across the hollow in which the town lies, to the east little hill still stretch those amazing ancient Roman walls, with but an interesting old place, with its panelled walls and numerous In these days the ruined castle is a place of great beauty. East of the old town is a stretch of cliffs several miles long, made stone''s throw--and Rye, a tiny town, perched on its little hill some little in the place that is actually old--a gateway, one or two houses,


id: 56984
title: Sussex Gorse: The Story of a Fight
author: Kaye-Smith, Sheila
txt: ./txt/56984.txt
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summary:
  Reuben was used to curling up and going to sleep like a little "I''m glad he''s found something to amuse him, poor son," said Mrs. Backfield, coming in to see if Reuben had waked. She was afraid of Reuben, she fled before him like a poor little lamb, "He''s a solider man than ever poor Harry was," said old Gasson to Naomi, "He''ll soon be able to do a bit of work wud us, Beatup," said Reuben Mrs. Backfield, for Reuben said that he would not let the girls go Next to Reuben sat Harry--the other man whom Boarzell had made. Reuben''s mouth was a hard, straight line, and his eyes like Reuben swaggered a little about his new farm-hands, especially as Realf Reuben looked up, and through a gate he saw Boarzell rearing like a During the next day or two Reuben thought a great deal about Rose


id: 57641
title: One Woman: Being the Second Part of a Romance of Sussex
author: Ollivant, Alfred
txt: ./txt/57641.txt
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summary:
  When Ruth''s time came, Ernie sat in the kitchen, shaken to the soul, The Colonel took the glasses and saw Ruth and Ernie detach themselves "Books are better''n beer, Ernie," said Joe Burt, a thought maliciously; "Like that is good," said the Colonel. "Family man now, you know, Ernie," he said. The man was Joe Burt; the woman Ruth. "Touch and go," said Mr. Trupp, who felt like a man coming to the "Well!" said Joe. Ernie rolled his head. "Good-night, Alf," Ruth said, almost affectionately. When the old man said good-bye to Ruth ten minutes later he kissed her "You bide here," Ruth said, "and keep house along o little Alice. "That little turn-up with Alf in the road yesterday, sir," he said "Joe," said Ernie, still and solemn, "I bequeath Ruth to you..." "Keep an eye to Ruth, won''t you, sir?" said Ernie in his most


id: 57640
title: Two Men: A Romance of Sussex
author: Ollivant, Alfred
txt: ./txt/57640.txt
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summary:
  "He''s a hard un''s Old Man Caspar," said Anne. That was how it came about that Mr. Trupp helped young Ernie Caspar the two Caspar boys; for Mr. Trupp was the one man in Old Town who "Take my arm, old chap," said Alf, and supported his brother into the "He''s an old man now, Ernie," she said.... If Ernie was now the working-man, Alf on his side was very much the "I don''t ardly like to see you there, Ruth," said Ernie gently. "Ruth," said Ernie quietly, "if I was you I''d get Madame to change you. "You look a bit tired yourself, Ruth," said Ernie. Ernie looked round the little room with the eyes of a furtive "Ah," said Ernie, with enthusiasm, "he''s a great man, Mr. Trupp is. "I know _just_ what you''re doing for me, Alf," said Ernie quietly. "Poor old Ernie!" said Alf.


id: 63202
title: Margaret Maliphant
author: Carr, Alice Vansittart Strettel
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summary:
  The man whom mother hoped Joyce might marry was Squire Broderick. "I think I shall walk, Margaret," said Joyce, in a voice which I knew "Won''t you come in and see my father and mother?" said I. "Of course I have seen Mrs. Forrester," said mother, "and I know she''s "See the squire to the door, Joyce," said the mother. "How did you come to know the young man, Hoad?" asked father, without Mother looked up at father with a pleased smile, for she loved to hear "Pooh!" said father, in answer to the squire''s remark. father had said that it was time to go home long ago. not wanted, Margaret," said mother; "but I don''t know that it matters. "Time enough to think of that when the day comes," answered Joyce, I "Father, I have been telling mother," said she, coming very close to


