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  1. The Girl Philippa: Directed by S. Rankin Drew. With Anita Stewart, S. Rankin Drew, Frank Morgan, Mrs. Curley. About the year 1900 in a midnight raid on the palace of a Balkan king, emissaries of a great power slay the royal pair, and carry off the infant crown princess. The time shifts to the present. Foreign agents steal the plans of a new shell loaned Great Britain by America. Halkett and ...

  2. The girl Philippa by Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William), 1865-1933; Craig, Frank, ill; D. Appleton and Company. pbl Publication date 1916 Publisher New York ; London : D. Appleton and Company Collection americana Book from the collections of New York Public Library Language English Book digitized by Google from the library of the New York Public Library and uploaded to the Internet Archive ...

  3. The Girl Philippa is a 1917 American silent drama film directed by S. Rankin Drew and starring Anita Stewart. It was produced and released by the Vitagraph Company of America.

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  5. The Other Boleyn Girl (2001) is a historical novel written by British author Philippa Gregory, loosely based on the life of 16th-century aristocrat Mary Boleyn (the sister of Anne Boleyn) of whom little is known. Inspired by Mary's life story, Gregory depicts the annulment of one of the most significant royal marriages in English history (that ...

  6. About the year 1900 in a midnight raid on the palace of a Balkan king, emissaries of a great power slay the royal pair, and carry off the infant crown princess. The time shifts to the present. Foreign agents steal the plans of a new shell loaned Great Britain by America. Halkett and Gray, English officers, recover the plans; and the foreign agents endeavor to gain possession of them again.

  7. 24 Jun 2016 · The girl Philippa played with the stem of her glass and stirred the ice in it with her broken wheat straw. The healthy color in her face had now faded to an indoor pallor again under the rouge. "So you are a painter," she said, her grey eyes fixed absently on her glass. "Are you a distinguished painter, Monsieur?" He laughed: