RomanceImmerse yourself in a world devised by two masters of twentieth century fiction, Joseph Conrad and Ford Maddox Ford. Second in a series of three collaborations between the two writers, Romance combines elements of high-seas adventure with a touching love story. |
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Page 106
... O'Brien in there," he said. "He does us the honour to pretend to my cousin's hand." I felt singularly angry. "Well, he's not a Spaniard," I said. Carlos answered mockingly, "Oh, for Spaniard, no. He is a descendant of the Irish kings ...
... O'Brien in there," he said. "He does us the honour to pretend to my cousin's hand." I felt singularly angry. "Well, he's not a Spaniard," I said. Carlos answered mockingly, "Oh, for Spaniard, no. He is a descendant of the Irish kings ...
Page 107
... O'Brien. He shall marry my cousin, I think, when I am dead." "You don't know these fellows," I said. "Oh, I know them very well," Carlos smiled, "there are many of them at Havana. They came there after what they call the '98, when there ...
... O'Brien. He shall marry my cousin, I think, when I am dead." "You don't know these fellows," I said. "Oh, I know them very well," Carlos smiled, "there are many of them at Havana. They came there after what they call the '98, when there ...
Page 108
... O'Brien. My uncle is a very old man, and if I die before him, this O'Brien, I think, will end by marrying my cousin, because my poor uncle is very much in his hands. There are other pretenders, but they have little chance, because it is ...
... O'Brien. My uncle is a very old man, and if I die before him, this O'Brien, I think, will end by marrying my cousin, because my poor uncle is very much in his hands. There are other pretenders, but they have little chance, because it is ...
Page 110
... O'Brien. "It's little use saying ye arren't famous," he said. His voice had the faint, infinitely sweet twang of certain Irishry; a thing as delicate and intangible as the scent of lime flowers. "Our noble friend"—he indicated Carlos ...
... O'Brien. "It's little use saying ye arren't famous," he said. His voice had the faint, infinitely sweet twang of certain Irishry; a thing as delicate and intangible as the scent of lime flowers. "Our noble friend"—he indicated Carlos ...
Page 111
... O'Brien's eyes twinkled. He had, as a matter of fact, nearly lost his neck in the Irish fiasco, either in Clonmel or Sligo, bolting violently from the English dragoons, in the mist, to a French man-of-war's boats in the bay. To him ...
... O'Brien's eyes twinkled. He had, as a matter of fact, nearly lost his neck in the Irish fiasco, either in Clonmel or Sligo, bolting violently from the English dragoons, in the mist, to a French man-of-war's boats in the bay. To him ...
Contents
Chapter Six | 295 |
PART FOURTH BLADE AND GUITAR | 319 |
Chapter One | 320 |
Chapter Two | 337 |
Chapter Three | 356 |
Chapter Four | 380 |
Chapter Five | 399 |
Chapter Six | 435 |
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Chapter Six | 153 |
Chapter Seven | 168 |
PART THIRD CASA RIEGO | 181 |
Chapter One | 182 |
Chapter Two | 196 |
Chapter Three | 216 |
Chapter Four | 237 |
Chapter Five | 268 |
Chapter Seven | 455 |
Chapter Eight | 476 |
Chapter Nine | 494 |
Chapter Ten | 514 |
Chapter Eleven | 555 |
PART FIFTH THE LOT OF MAN | 593 |
Chapter One | 594 |
Chapter Two | 612 |
Chapter Three | 640 |
Chapter Four | 662 |
Chapter Five | 693 |
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