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... face , that day I am not likely to forget . I remember the chilly smell of the typical West Indian store , the indescribable smell of damp gloom , of locos , of pimento , of olive oil , of new sugar , of new rum ; the glassy double ...
... face , that day I am not likely to forget . I remember the chilly smell of the typical West Indian store , the indescribable smell of damp gloom , of locos , of pimento , of olive oil , of new sugar , of new rum ; the glassy double ...
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... face of that day ; her eyes were gray — the gray of black , not of blue . For a moment they looked me straight in the face , reflectively , unconcerned , and then traveled to the spectacles of old Ramon . This glance — remember I was ...
... face of that day ; her eyes were gray — the gray of black , not of blue . For a moment they looked me straight in the face , reflectively , unconcerned , and then traveled to the spectacles of old Ramon . This glance — remember I was ...
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... face with the color and texture of a white - heart cherry . He used to spend his days in a hooded chair . My mother managed everything , leading an out - of - door life which gave her face the color of a wrinkled pippin . It was the face ...
... face with the color and texture of a white - heart cherry . He used to spend his days in a hooded chair . My mother managed everything , leading an out - of - door life which gave her face the color of a wrinkled pippin . It was the face ...
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... bright golden , and a face like that of a certain keeper's daughter . Carlos , however , knew nothing about his cousin ; he cared little more , as far as I could tell . " What can she be to me since I have seen your . 28 ROMANCE.
... bright golden , and a face like that of a certain keeper's daughter . Carlos , however , knew nothing about his cousin ; he cared little more , as far as I could tell . " What can she be to me since I have seen your . 28 ROMANCE.
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... face , and ruffling up his ragged black hair . Mrs. Macdonald clacked all the scandal of the Vale , and the Buckatoro Journal got the benefit of it all , with adornments . For the last month or so the Journal had been more than usually ...
... face , and ruffling up his ragged black hair . Mrs. Macdonald clacked all the scandal of the Vale , and the Buckatoro Journal got the benefit of it all , with adornments . For the last month or so the Journal had been more than usually ...
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Page 41 - Here's the mahn ye were speerin' after. Here's Macdonald." It was the voice of Barnes, and the voice of the every day. I discovered that I had been tremendously upset. The pulses in my temples were throbbing, and I wanted to shut my eyes — to sleep! I was tired; Romance had departed. Barnes and the Macdonald he had found for me represented all the laborious insects of the world; all the ants who are forever hauling immensely heavy and immensely unimportant burdens up weary hillocks, down steep...