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He had thin red hair , untidy for want of a valet , a shining , delicate , hooked nose
, narrow - lidded blue eyes , and a face with the color and texture of a white -
heart cherry . He used to spend his days in a hooded chair . My mother managed
It was crossed again and again by the small fir - trunks that were little more than
wands . A woodpigeon rose with a sudden crash of sound , flapping away
against the branches . My pulse was dancing with delight — my heart , too . It was
like a ...
From down the long hill came a small sound of horses ' hoofs — a sound like the
beating of the heart , intermittent - a muffled thud on turf , and a faint clink of iron .
It seemed to die away unheard by the runner beside me . Presently there was a ...
CHAPTER III THE spirit of the age has changed ; everything has changed so
utterly that one can hardly believe in the existence of one ' s earlier self . But I can
still remember how , at that moment , I made the acquaintance of my heart - a
I have an idea that one or two , in the sheer largeness of heart that seizes one
after occasions of popular emotions , asked me in exulting voices if I had seen
the nigger ' s tongue sticking out . Others thought that there wasn ' t very much to
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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