Romance : a Novel: Complete Works, V. 7Doubleday, Page, 1924 - 541 pages |
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... land of white clothes , that precise , an- cient , Castilian in black was something to remember . The black cane that had made the tap , tap , tap dangled by a silken cord from the hand whose delicate blue- veined , wrinkled wrist ran ...
... land of white clothes , that precise , an- cient , Castilian in black was something to remember . The black cane that had made the tap , tap , tap dangled by a silken cord from the hand whose delicate blue- veined , wrinkled wrist ran ...
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... land that had remained to her father . Then she had married a good man in his way ; a good enough catch ; moderately well off , very amiable , easily influenced , a dilettante , and a bit of a dreamer , too . He had taken her into the ...
... land that had remained to her father . Then she had married a good man in his way ; a good enough catch ; moderately well off , very amiable , easily influenced , a dilettante , and a bit of a dreamer , too . He had taken her into the ...
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... land was just on the other side of the Street , and the shepherds on the downs used to see of nights a dead - and - gone Rooksby , Sir Peter that was , ride upon it past the quarry with his head under his arm . I don't think I believed ...
... land was just on the other side of the Street , and the shepherds on the downs used to see of nights a dead - and - gone Rooksby , Sir Peter that was , ride upon it past the quarry with his head under his arm . I don't think I believed ...
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... land , and believed the Free Traders were mere bogeys . " They'll never touch us , " Lillywhite grumbled . " We've a warrant King's name . 99 · He was flashing his lanthorn aimlessly up the hill . " Besides , " he began again , " we've ...
... land , and believed the Free Traders were mere bogeys . " They'll never touch us , " Lillywhite grumbled . " We've a warrant King's name . 99 · He was flashing his lanthorn aimlessly up the hill . " Besides , " he began again , " we've ...
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... land turned to a shadow , spotted here and there with little lights . Behind us a cock crowed . The shingle crashed at intervals beneath the feet of a large body of men . I remembered the smugglers ; but it was as if I had re- membered ...
... land turned to a shadow , spotted here and there with little lights . Behind us a cock crowed . The shingle crashed at intervals beneath the feet of a large body of men . I remembered the smugglers ; but it was as if I had re- membered ...
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admiral Alguazil answered asked began boat Bow Street runners bowed breath caballero cabin called Carlos Casa Riego cloak cried Cuba dark 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 honour immense Inglez Jamaica John Kemp Juan Juez Kemp Kingston knew lanthorn laughed light Lion lips looked Lord Stowell Lugareños Macdonald Manuel matter murder murmured never Nichols night O'Brien once pirates Ramon Rangsley ravine Rio Medio romance Rooksby round sail saturnine 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 walked wall whispered Williams woman words
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Page 302 - and then, in an insinuating, heart-breaking tone, "Senorita! . . ." She walked quietly past the figure of the woman, and disappeared in the brilliant light of the cabin. The door closed. I remained standing there. Manuel, at her disappearance, raised his voice to a tremendous, incessant yell of despair, as if he expected to make her hear.
Page 138 - Carlos, who understood fully the very great risks I ran in going to Havana in the ship that picked me up, had made use of O'Brien's own picaroons to save me from him. That was the story. Towards the end his breath came fast and short; there was a flush on his face; his eyes
Page 308 - and I'll have to give you the sack." "It's all right, captain. I can turn her round my little finger," said the young man cheerily. "Somebody has to do it if you won't—or can't. What shall we do with that yelping Dago? He's a distressful beast to have about the decks.
Page 88 - I looked at him, quite startled by this view of my case. He extended one plump hand towards me, and still further lowered his voice. "Now, I offer you a good berth, a snug berth. And 'tis a pretty spot." He got a sort of languorous honey into his voice, and drawled out, "The—the
Page 314 - Don Juan ever ask himself what Manuel could do to me—Tomas Castro? To me, who am poor and a vagabond, and a friend of Don Carlos, may his soul rest with God. Are all you English like princes that you should never think of anybody but yourselves?
Page 226 - Go back." It had no effect. More of them crowded in, though, of course, the greater part of that mob remained outside. The black rolled big eyes. He could not stop them; he did not like to leave his post; he dared not fire. "Go back; go back,
Page 38 - committed indiscretions, or quarrelled—and all these people quarrel, why, God knows—that Irish devil could hang many persons, even myself, or take vengeance on your worship." Carlos was silent as if in a reverie. At last he said: "But if affairs are like this, it would be well to have one more with us. The
Page 461 - Seraphina, and got drowned. Nichols! Who's Nichols? On that showing you are Nichols. Anybody may be Nichols. Who has ever seen him outside Rio Medio? I used to believe in him at one time, but, upon my word I begin to doubt whether there ever was such a man.
Page 223 - Casa? Murder forbade me even as much as to look out of the windows. Was there a ship outside? Cesar was positive there was not—not since I had arrived. Besides, the empty sea itself was unattainable, it seemed. I pressed the seal to my lips.
Page 298 - Forget Manuel! Impossible! Manuel, Sefior. For the love of God. Manuel. Manuel-del-Popolo. I did sing, deign to remember. I offered you my fidelity, Sefior. As you are a caballero, I charge you to remember. Save me, Sefior. Speak to those men. . . . For the sake of your honour,