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“Your brother-in-law, my cousin Rooksby, was the very first to believe that I was a
pirate. I, a vulgar pirate! I, Carlos Riego! Did he not believe it—and you?” He
glanced a little ironically, and lifted a thin white finger towards the great coat-of-
I believe in mine. . . .” The corners of her delicate lips drooped; but she mastered
her desire to cry, and steadied her voice which, always rich and full of womanly
charm, took on, when she was deeply moved, an imposing gravity of timbre.
The unexpectedness of that shadow saved me, I believe. Manuel had descended
the cornice. He was alone. Standing before the outer opening, he darkened the
passage, through which his talk to the people above came loudly into my ears.
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review