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He turned his back on me · and walked out of the It was in a little hotel in the
Island of St. Thomas in the West Indies in the year '75 ) where we found him one
hot afternoon extended on three chairs , all alone in the loud buzzing of flies to
which ...
He turned his back on me · and walked out of the It was in a little hotel in the
Island of St. Thomas in the West Indies in the year '75 ) where we found him one
hot afternoon extended on three chairs , all alone in the loud buzzing of flies to
which ...
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Do you mean chairs and tables ? ” Davidson asked with unconcealed
astonishment . Heyst did mean that . “ My poor father died in London . It has been
all stored there ever since , ” he explained . “ For all these years ? ” exclaimed
Davidson ...
Do you mean chairs and tables ? ” Davidson asked with unconcealed
astonishment . Heyst did mean that . “ My poor father died in London . It has been
all stored there ever since , ” he explained . “ For all these years ? ” exclaimed
Davidson ...
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Not a soul was in sight , not even a China boy - nothing but a lot of painted iron
chairs and tables . Solitude , shade , and gloomy silence and a faint , treacherous
breeze which came from under the trees and quite unexpectedly caused the ...
Not a soul was in sight , not even a China boy - nothing but a lot of painted iron
chairs and tables . Solitude , shade , and gloomy silence and a faint , treacherous
breeze which came from under the trees and quite unexpectedly caused the ...
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... the scraping of chairs , the ping of a smitten bell . Customers were turning up .
Mrs. Schomberg was begging Davidson hurriedly , but without looking at him , to
say nothing to any one , when on a half - uttered word her nervous whisper was ...
... the scraping of chairs , the ping of a smitten bell . Customers were turning up .
Mrs. Schomberg was begging Davidson hurriedly , but without looking at him , to
say nothing to any one , when on a half - uttered word her nervous whisper was ...
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He ordered another drink , to get the Chinaman out of the room , and then seized
the parcel , which was reposing on a chair near him , and with no more than a
mutter— “ This is something of yours ” —he rammed it swiftly into a recess in the ...
He ordered another drink , to get the Chinaman out of the room , and then seized
the parcel , which was reposing on a chair near him , and with no more than a
mutter— “ This is something of yours ” —he rammed it swiftly into a recess in the ...
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Page xv - The poor man has left a young daughter." Who was to look after her I don't know, but I saw the devoted Martin taking the trunks ashore with great care just before I landed myself. I would perhaps have tracked the ways of that man of immense sincerity for a little while, but I had some of my own very pressing business to attend to, which in the end got mixed up with an earthquake and so I had no time to give to Ricardo. The reader need not be told that I have not forgotten him, though. My contact...
Page 197 - Funny position, wasn't it? The boredom came later, when we lived together on board his ship. I had, in a moment of inadvertence, created for myself a tie. How to define it precisely I don't know. One gets attached in a way to people one has done something for. But is that friendship? I am not sure what it was. I only know that he who forms a tie is lost. The germ of corruption has entered into his soul.
Page 3 - THERE is, as every schoolboy knows in this scientific age, a very close chemical relation between coal and diamonds. It is the reason, I believe, why some people allude to coal as "black diamonds." Both these commodities represent wealth; but coal is a much less portable form of property. There is, from that point of view, a deplorable lack of concentration in coal. Now, if a coalmine could be put into one's waistcoat pocket — but it can't!
Page 165 - Are we likely to be seen on our way?" "No, unless by native craft," said Schomberg. Ricardo nodded, satisfied. Both these white men looked on native life as a mere play of shadows. A play of shadows the dominant race could walk through unaffected and disregarded in the pursuit of its incomprehensible aims and needs.
Page 72 - At last they steadied in contact, but by that time, say some fifteen minutes from the moment when they sat down, the "interval" came to an end. So much for their eyes. As to the conversation, it had been perfectly insignificant, because naturally they had nothing to say to each other. Heyst had been interested by the girl's physiognomy. Its expression was neither simple nor yet very clear. It was not distinguished — that could not be expected — but the features had more fineness than those of...
Page 104 - Latin races; and though his eyes strayed about irresolutely, yet his swollen, angry features awakened in the miserable woman over whom he had been tyrannising for years a fear for his precious carcass, since the poor creature had nothing else but that to hold on to in the world. She knew him well; but she did not know him altogether. The last thing a woman will consent to discover in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage. And, timid in her corner, she ventured to...
Page 89 - Three years of such companionship at that plastic and impressionable age were bound to leave in the boy a profound mistrust of life. The young man learned to reflect, which is a destructive process, a reckoning of the cost.
Page 114 - Pedro, at any rate, was just a simple, straightforward brute, if a murderous one. There was no mystery about him, nothing uncanny, no suggestion of a stealthy, deliberate wild-cat turned into a man, or of an insolent spectre on leave from Hades, endowed with skin and bones and a subtle power of terror.
Page 397 - The very sting of death was in her hands; the venom of the viper in her paradise, extracted, safe in her possession — and the viper's head all but lying under her heel.
Page 31 - Hermit. This was the latest of the more or less witty labels applied to Heyst during his aimless pilgrimage in this section of the tropical belt, where the inane clacking of Schomberg's tongue vexed our ears. But apparently Heyst was not a hermit by temperament. The sight of his kind was not invincibly odious to him. We must believe this, since for some reason or other he did come out from his retreat for a while. Perhaps it was only to see whether there were any letters for him at the Tesmans. I...