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... nose that had , on the skin stretched tight over the bridge , the polish of old
ivory ; the elbow pressing the black cocked hat against the side ; the legs , one
bent , the other bowing a little back - this was the attitude of Seraphina's father .
Then for the first time I saw Seraphina , looking over her father's shoulder . I
remember her face of that day ; her eyes were gray — the gray of black , not of
blue . For a moment they looked me straight in the face , reflectively ,
unconcerned , and ...
In the family my mother counted ; my father did not . She was the daughter of a
Scottish earl who had ruined himself again and again . He had been an inventor ,
a projector , and my mother had been a poor beauty , brought up on the farm we
... beside the carriage of the commissioner and the judge of the Marine Court sent
by the Havana authorities to deliver the pirates . It was after that , that in Ramon's
dusky store , I had my first sight of Seraphina and of her father , and then came ...
We entered quietly , and after a moment she looked up candidly into my eyes ,
and placed her finger on her lips , motioning her head towards her father . She
placed her hand in mine , and whispered very clearly : Be welcome , my English
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review