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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
... who traveled with a bag of them at his 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 ...
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