Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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... heard whispers . " Get him out on to the road . the other . Darbies . I'll tackle Mind his knife . ” I was like a confounded rabbit in their hands . One of them had his fist on my collar and jerked me out upon the hard road . We rolled ...
... heard whispers . " Get him out on to the road . the other . Darbies . I'll tackle Mind his knife . ” I was like a confounded rabbit in their hands . One of them had his fist on my collar and jerked me out upon the hard road . We rolled ...
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... heard him . Kemp he may be , but he spoke Spanish up there and we've got something for our trouble . He'll swing , I'll lay you a 99 From far above us came a shout , then a confused noise of voices . The moon began to get up ; above the ...
... heard him . Kemp he may be , but he spoke Spanish up there and we've got something for our trouble . He'll swing , I'll lay you a 99 From far above us came a shout , then a confused noise of voices . The moon began to get up ; above the ...
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... heard ; a fist struck me on the cheek . " Gibbet ' em , " somebody shrieked ; " they hung my nephew ! Gibbet ' em all the three . Young Kemp's mother's a bad ' un . An informer he is . Up with ' em ! " I was pulled down on my knees ...
... heard ; a fist struck me on the cheek . " Gibbet ' em , " somebody shrieked ; " they hung my nephew ! Gibbet ' em all the three . Young Kemp's mother's a bad ' un . An informer he is . Up with ' em ! " I was pulled down on my knees ...
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... caught a moment's sound of whispering . Then a new voice cried , " Strip the runners to the shirt . Strip ' em . That's it . " I heard some groans and a cry , " You won't murder us . " Then a nasal drawl , " 18 ROMANCE.
... caught a moment's sound of whispering . Then a new voice cried , " Strip the runners to the shirt . Strip ' em . That's it . " I heard some groans and a cry , " You won't murder us . " Then a nasal drawl , " 18 ROMANCE.
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... heard groans and curses , and began to shout for help . My voice came back in an echo , despairingly . Suddenly I was dragged backward , and the bandage pulled from my eyes . " Come along , " Rangsley said , leading me gently enough to ...
... heard groans and curses , and began to shout for help . My voice came back in an echo , despairingly . Suddenly I was dragged backward , and the bandage pulled from my eyes . " Come along , " Rangsley said , leading me gently enough to ...
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admiral Alguazil answered asked began boat Bow Street runners bowed breath caballero called Carlos Casa Riego cloak cried Cuba dark dead death deck Don Balthasar Don Carlos door ears El Rubio English eyes face Father Antonio fear feet felt glance gone hair hand hang Havana head heard heart honour immense Inglez Jamaica John Kemp Juan Juez Kemp Kingston knew lanthorn laughed light Lion lips looked Lord Stowell Lugareños Macdonald Manuel matter murder murmured never Nichols night O'Brien once pirates Ramon Rangsley ravine Rio Medio romance Rooksby round sail saturnine schooner Sebright seemed seen Señor Señorita Seraphina shadow ship shoulders shouted side sight silence smile sort soul sound Spanish stood suddenly talk tell thing thought throat Tomas Castro turned uncle voice walked wall whispered Williams woman words
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Page 53 - He will get us murdered," he said. "Do you think we are safe here? If these people here heard that name they wouldn't wait to ask who your worship is. They would tear us to pieces in an instant. I tell you — moi, Tomas Castro — he will ruin us, this white fool " Carlos began to cough, shaken speechless as if by an invisible devil. Castro's eyes ran furtively all round him, then he looked at me. He made an extraordinary swift motion with his right hand, and I saw that he was facing me with a long...
Page 6 - ... from the hand whose delicate blueveined, wrinkled wrist ran back into a foam of lawn ruffles. The other hand paused in the act of conveying a pinch of snuff to the nostrils of the hooked nose that had, on the skin stretched tight over the bridge, the polish of old ivory; the elbow pressing the black cocked hat against the side; the legs, one bent, the other bowing a little back — this was the attitude of Seraphina's father. Having imperiously thrust the door of the inner room open, he remained...