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Backtracking a little -- did you see that Little, Brown is also changing a whitewashed cover?

Friday Notes graveyardshifty 2010

The famous little Becky Puppet has been pronounced to be uncommonly flexible in the joints, and lively on the wire; the Amelia Doll, though it has had a smaller circle of admirers, has yet been carved and dressed with the greatest care by the artist; the Dobbin Figure, though apparently clumsy, yet dances in a very amusing and natural manner; the Little

Vanity Fair 2006

Dr Rowlands preached on this text in _Eric, or Little by Little_, by Dean Farrar.

Royal Flash Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1970

I shall not press the analogy between Lycas and Steerforth, but merely remind you how, years before you ever heard the name (unless it is mentioned there) of Petronius Arbiter, you welcomed Giton's acquaintance in the pages of _Eric, or Little by Little_, where he is known as Wildney, and painted in the most attractive colours, and were rather bored whenever old Eumolpus walked into the School Library as Mr. Rose.

The Satyricon of Petronius Arbiter 20-66 Petronius Arbiter

Under pressure he told also the place for which the half-breed was making, a desolate district, little travelled -- the Lake of the Little

A Mating in the Wilds Ottwell Binns

At this the little girl dried her tears, and smiled at the kind Little

Stories the Iroquois Tell Their Children Mabel Powers

As the twilight of a perfect September day deepened into purple night, a little company of persons crossed the threshold of the quaint Little

Grace Harlowe's Golden Summer Jessie Graham [pseud.] Flower

I thought the time had now arrived for making my little peace-offering; and yet, I felt as shy and nervous about it as did poor "Young John," the gaoler's son of the Marshalsea, when he went to call on Little

She and I, Volume 1

"Now I'll leave you," said the big Dream Bird, and he flew away, leaving little Mary Louise in front of a pretty shop full of Little

The Iceberg Express David Magie Cory 1919

Through a little, silvered surf of cross-waves, they were shot, after an hour of this uneasy going, into the broad, clean sweep of the Little

Success A Novel Samuel Hopkins Adams 1914