Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page, 1914 - 428 pages |
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... reflection of the light behind her , gilding the curve of her face from ear to chin , lost itself in the shadows of black lace falling from dark hair that was not quite black . She spoke as if the words clung to her lips ; as if she had ...
... reflection of the light behind her , gilding the curve of her face from ear to chin , lost itself in the shadows of black lace falling from dark hair that was not quite black . She spoke as if the words clung to her lips ; as if she had ...
Page 8
... reflection of myself in the tall glass , wondering miserably why I seemed to be such an oaf . The voice of Rooksby hailed me suddenly from downstairs . " Hey , John - John Kemp ; come down , I say ! " I started away from the glass as if ...
... reflection of myself in the tall glass , wondering miserably why I seemed to be such an oaf . The voice of Rooksby hailed me suddenly from downstairs . " Hey , John - John Kemp ; come down , I say ! " I started away from the glass as if ...
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... reflected for an instant . I could feel Carlos ' eyes upon us , looking out of the thick dark- ness . A slight rustling came from the corner that hid Castro . " She passes down channel to - night , then ? " Rangsley said . " With this ...
... reflected for an instant . I could feel Carlos ' eyes upon us , looking out of the thick dark- ness . A slight rustling came from the corner that hid Castro . " She passes down channel to - night , then ? " Rangsley said . " With this ...
Page 53
... reflected like shaken torches in the river . A mass of objects , picked out with white globes , loomed in the high shadow of the inn , standing motionless . They resolved them- selves into a barouche , with four horses steaming a great ...
... reflected like shaken torches in the river . A mass of objects , picked out with white globes , loomed in the high shadow of the inn , standing motionless . They resolved them- selves into a barouche , with four horses steaming a great ...
Page 80
... reflection . I got soused to the waist before I had reached the bows of the boat . With a frantic effort I clambered up and rolled in . When I got on my legs , the jerky motion of tossing had ceased , the boat was floating still , and ...
... reflection . I got soused to the waist before I had reached the bows of the boat . With a frantic effort I clambered up and rolled in . When I got on my legs , the jerky motion of tossing had ceased , the boat was floating still , and ...
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admiral answered asked began boat Bow Street runners bowed breath caballero called Carlos Casa Riego cloak cried Cuba dark David Macdonald dead death deck Don Balthasar Don Carlos door ears El Rubio English eyes face Father Antonio fear feet felt gone hair hand hang Havana head heard heart immense Inglez Jamaica John Kemp Juan Juez Kemp Kingston knew laughed light Lion lips looked Lord Stowell Lugareños Macdonald Manuel matter murmured never Nichols night Nikola O'Brien once pirates pistol Ramon Rangsley ravine remember Rio Medio romance Rooksby round sail schooner Sebright seemed seen señor señorita Seraphina shadow ship shoulders shouted side sight silence smile sort soul sound Spanish stood suddenly talk tell thing thought throat Tomas Castro turned uncle voice waiting walked wall whispered Williams woman words