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... tone in which there was no grati- tude but only surprise . I must have been idle indeed to take the trouble to remark on such slight evidence that the voice was very charming and when the performers resumed their seats I shifted my ...
... tone in which there was no grati- tude but only surprise . I must have been idle indeed to take the trouble to remark on such slight evidence that the voice was very charming and when the performers resumed their seats I shifted my ...
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... tone , fervour , rapture , what you will , or perhaps by the incongruity of it that he had related the experience to more than one person . " Queer chap , that Swede , " was his only comment ; but this is the origin of the name ...
... tone , fervour , rapture , what you will , or perhaps by the incongruity of it that he had related the experience to more than one person . " Queer chap , that Swede , " was his only comment ; but this is the origin of the name ...
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... tone , the week was nearly out . Heyst crossed over , and said with a slight bow , and in the manner of a prince addressing another prince on a private occasion : " What an unexpected pleasure . Would you have any objection to drink ...
... tone , the week was nearly out . Heyst crossed over , and said with a slight bow , and in the manner of a prince addressing another prince on a private occasion : " What an unexpected pleasure . Would you have any objection to drink ...
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... as usual , it was catching ; so that Morrison pulled himself together and finished his narrative in a conversational tone , with a man - of - the - world air . " It's a villainous plot . Unluckily , one is VICTORY 13.
... as usual , it was catching ; so that Morrison pulled himself together and finished his narrative in a conversational tone , with a man - of - the - world air . " It's a villainous plot . Unluckily , one is VICTORY 13.
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... tone . " I think I will sit down for a moment and have a drink , after all . " This was not what Schomberg had expected to hear . He called brutally : " Boy ! " The Chinaman approached , and after referring him to the white man by a nod ...
... tone . " I think I will sit down for a moment and have a drink , after all . " This was not what Schomberg had expected to hear . He called brutally : " Boy ! " The Chinaman approached , and after referring him to the white man by a nod ...
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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 with...
Page 199 - 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 167 - 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 219 - Of the stratagems of life the most cruel is the consolation of love — the most subtle, too; for the desire is the bed of dreams. He turned the pages of the little volume, " Storm and Dust," glancing here and there at the broken text of reflections, maxims, short phrases, enigmatical sometimes and sometimes eloquent.
Page 187 - I was not very far from you." "Apparently you were not near enough for me." "You could have called if you wanted me," she said. "And I wasn't so long doing my hair." "Apparently it was too long for me." " Well, you were thinking of me, anyhow. I am glad of it. Do you know, it seems to me, somehow, that if you were to stop thinking of me I shouldn't be in the world at all!
Page 399 - A good friend," he said simply. "Take it in your hand and feel the balance," he suggested. At the moment when she bent forward to receive it from him, there was a flash of fire in her mysterious eyes — a red gleam in the white mist which wrapped the promptings and longings of her soul. She had done it! The very sting of death was in her hands; the trenom of the viper in her paradise, extracted, safe in her possession — and the viper's head all but lying under her heel.
Page 9 - And, may be, this was the reason why he was generally liked. At that epoch in his life, in the fulness of his physical development, of a broad, martial presence, with his bald head and long moustaches, he resembled the portraits of Charles XII of adventurous memory. However, there was no reason to think that Heyst was in any way a fighting man.
Page iii - What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Page 174 - If anybody could have silenced its imperative echoes, it should have been Heyst's father, with his contemptuous, inflexible negation of all effort; but apparently he could not. There was in the son a lot of that first ancestor who, as soon as he could uplift his muddy frame from the celestial mould, started inspecting and naming the animals of that paradise which he was so soon to lose. Action — the first thought, or perhaps the first impulse, on earth! The barbed hook, baited with the illusion...
Page 175 - That very night he died in his bed, so quietly that they found him in his usual attitude of sleep, lying on his side, one hand under his cheek, and his knees slightly bent. He had not even straightened his legs. His son buried the silenced destroyer of systems, of hopes, of beliefs. He observed that the death of that bitter contemner of life did not trouble the flow of life's stream, where men and women go by thick as dust, revolving and jostling one another like figures cut out of cork and weighted...