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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... eyes in the mahogany face, while the tap, tap, tap of a cane on the flags went on behind the inner door; the click of the latch; the stream of light. The door, petulantly thrust inwards, struck against some barrels. I remember the ...
... eyes in the mahogany face, while the tap, tap, tap of a cane on the flags went on behind the inner door; the click of the latch; the stream of light. The door, petulantly thrust inwards, struck against some barrels. I remember the ...
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... eyes were gray—the gray of black, not of blue. For a moment they looked me straight in the face, reflectively, unconcerned, and then travelled to the spectacles of old Ramon. This glance—remember I was young on that day—had been enough ...
... eyes were gray—the gray of black, not of blue. For a moment they looked me straight in the face, reflectively, unconcerned, and then travelled to the spectacles of old Ramon. This glance—remember I was young on that day—had been enough ...
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... eyes aglow in an absolute pallor of face. That was Carlos Riego. Well, that is my yesterday of romance, for the many things that have passed between those times and now have become dim or have gone out of my mind. And my day before ...
... eyes aglow in an absolute pallor of face. That was Carlos Riego. Well, that is my yesterday of romance, for the many things that have passed between those times and now have become dim or have gone out of my mind. And my day before ...
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... eyes—a good mate for Rooksby. Rooksby had foreign relations, too. The uncle from whom he inherited the Priory had married a Riego, a Castilian, during the Peninsular war. He had been a prisoner at the time—he had died in Spain, I think ...
... eyes—a good mate for Rooksby. Rooksby had foreign relations, too. The uncle from whom he inherited the Priory had married a Riego, a Castilian, during the Peninsular war. He had been a prisoner at the time—he had died in Spain, I think ...
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... eyes. A man sprang at me and thrust something cold and knobby into my neckcloth. The light continued to blaze into my eyes; it moved upwards and shone on a red waistcoat dashed with gilt buttons. I was being arrested.... "In the King's ...
... eyes. A man sprang at me and thrust something cold and knobby into my neckcloth. The light continued to blaze into my eyes; it moved upwards and shone on a red waistcoat dashed with gilt buttons. I was being arrested.... "In the King's ...
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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