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Having imperiously thrust the door of the inner room open , he remained
immovable , with no intention of entering , and called in a harsh , aged voice : “
Senor Ramon ! Senor Ramon ! ” and then twice : " Seraphina - - Seraphina ! ”
turning his ...
The approaching horses had turned off the turf on to the hard road ; the steps of
first one and then another sounded out down the silent hill . I knew it was the Free
Traders from that ; for except between banks they kept to the soft roadsides as if ...
The horse stood , drooping its head , and the man turned in his saddle . "
Runners , " he shouted , " Bow Street runners ! Come along , come along , boys !
We ' ll roast ' em . . . . Runners ! Runners ! " The sound of heavy horses at a jolting
... saddle - bow , ready to pay his men their seven shillings a head for the run .
Ralph remembered , too—or I remembered for him — that he had estates and an
agent in Jamaica , and he turned into the big inn at the junction of the London
It was enough for me to sail in and out of the patches of shadow that fell from the
moon right above our heads . We embarked , and , as we drew further out , the
land turned to a shadow , spotted here and there with little lights . Behind us a
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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