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First there was Rooksby : a pleasant , well - spoken , amiable young squire of the
immediate neighbourhood ; young Sir Ralph , a man popular with all sorts , and
in love with my sister Veronica from early days . Veronica was very beautiful ...
First there was Rooksby : a pleasant , well - spoken , amiable young squire of the
immediate neighbourhood ; young Sir Ralph , a man popular with all sorts , and
in love with my sister Veronica from early days . Veronica was very beautiful ...
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... they called themselves — were as well organized for helping malefactors out of
the country as for running goods in ; so it came about that we used to have
coiners and forgers , murderers and French spies — all sorts of malefactors —
hiding ...
... they called themselves — were as well organized for helping malefactors out of
the country as for running goods in ; so it came about that we used to have
coiners and forgers , murderers and French spies — all sorts of malefactors —
hiding ...
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... to have been exempt from these sordid haps , but the man's hot leathery hand
on my throat was like a foretaste of the other collar . And I was horribly afraid -
horribly — of the sort of mysterious potency of the laws that these men
represented ...
... to have been exempt from these sordid haps , but the man's hot leathery hand
on my throat was like a foretaste of the other collar . And I was horribly afraid -
horribly — of the sort of mysterious potency of the laws that these men
represented ...
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I imagined him an aristocratic scapegrace , a corsair — it was the Byronic period
thensailing out to marry a sort of shimmering princess with hair like Veronica's ,
bright golden , and a face like that of a certain keeper's daughter . Carlos ...
I imagined him an aristocratic scapegrace , a corsair — it was the Byronic period
thensailing out to marry a sort of shimmering princess with hair like Veronica's ,
bright golden , and a face like that of a certain keeper's daughter . Carlos ...
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His lantern jaws snapped without a sound . He seemed to change his mind . “ I
am done with yeh , ” he said , with a sort of sinister restraint . He rose to his feet ,
and , turning his back to me , began to shave , squinting into a broken
lookingglass ...
His lantern jaws snapped without a sound . He seemed to change his mind . “ I
am done with yeh , ” he said , with a sort of sinister restraint . He rose to his feet ,
and , turning his back to me , began to shave , squinting into a broken
lookingglass ...
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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,
Bibliographic information
| Title | Romance: A Novel Volume 7 of Complete works, Joseph Conrad |
| Authors | Joseph Conrad, Ford Madox Ford |
| Publisher | Doubleday, Page, 1924 |
| Original from | the University of California |
| Digitized | 9 Mar 2007 |
| Length | 541 pages |
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