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... French spies -- all sorts of malefactors — hiding in our straw throughout the day
, waiting for the whistle to blow from the Street at dusk . I , born with my century ,
was familiar with these things ; but my mother forbade my meddling with them .
We stood waiting silently for an eternity , as one waits for a hare to break covert
before the beaters . 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 ...
Rangsley was waiting to conduct us into the town , where we should find a man
to take us three fugitives out to the expected ship . We rode clattering
aggressively through the silence of the long , narrow main street . Every now and
then Carlos ...
Shrieks came from the interior of the carriage , and from the waiting negresses . I
saw three men were falling upon a little thing like a damaged cat . I couldn't stand
that , come what might of it . I ran hastily up the steps , hoping to be able to ...
Every movement of hers affected me with an intimate joy ; it was as if I had been
waiting to see just that carriage of the neck , just that proud glance from the eyes ,
just that droop of eyelashes upon the cheeks , for years and years . “ No , I shall ...
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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