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The warm reflection of the light behind her, gilding the curve of her face from ear
to chin, lost itself in the shadows of black lace falling from dark hair that was not
quite black. She spoke as if the words clung to her lips; as if she had to put them ...
Carlos was dark, and of a grace to set Ralph as much in the shade as Ralph
himself set me; and Carlos had seen a deal more of the world than Ralph. He
had a foreign sense of humor that made him forever ready to sacrifice his
There would be long whistles in the dark, and when we found men lurking in our
barns we feigned not to see them — it was safer so. The smugglers — the Free
Traders, they called themselves — were as well organized for helping
The evening was falling slowly and mournfully; it was dark already in the folds of
the somber downs. We passed the corner of the orchard. " I know what you've got
to tell me," I said. " You're going to marry Veronica. Well, you've no need of my ...
There's a filthy muddle with the Free Traders — a whistle to blow after dark at the
quarry. To-night of all nights, and me a justice . . . and as good as a married man !
" I looked at him wonderingly in the dusk; his high coat collar almost hid his ...
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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