Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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... never been further away from our farm than just to Canterbury school , to Hythe market , to Romney market . Our farm nestled down under the steep , brown downs , just beside the Roman road to Canterbury ; Stone Street - the Street - we ...
... never been further away from our farm than just to Canterbury school , to Hythe market , to Romney market . Our farm nestled down under the steep , brown downs , just beside the Roman road to Canterbury ; Stone Street - the Street - we ...
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... never did , as a matter of fact , or not for many years . Carlos , then , Rooksby's Spanish kinsman , had come and gone , and I envied him his going , with his air of mystery , to some far - off lawless adventures — perhaps over there ...
... never did , as a matter of fact , or not for many years . Carlos , then , Rooksby's Spanish kinsman , had come and gone , and I envied him his going , with his air of mystery , to some far - off lawless adventures — perhaps over there ...
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... never loosed his hold of my collar . At the steep of the hill the men and horses came into sight against the white sky , a confused crowd of ominous things . “ Turn that lanthorn off'n me , " the horseman said . " Don't you see you ...
... never loosed his hold of my collar . At the steep of the hill the men and horses came into sight against the white sky , a confused crowd of ominous things . “ Turn that lanthorn off'n me , " the horseman said . " Don't you see you ...
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... never see life . You've seen all that there is to see , so I suppose you do not mind settling down with an old uncle in a palace . He answered suddenly , with a certain darkness of manner , " That is as God wills . Who knows ? Perhaps ...
... never see life . You've seen all that there is to see , so I suppose you do not mind settling down with an old uncle in a palace . He answered suddenly , with a certain darkness of manner , " That is as God wills . Who knows ? Perhaps ...
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... never see again . " He fascinated me . He was all eyes in the dusk , standing in a languid pose just clear of the shaft of light that fell through the scuttle in a square patch . I lowered my voice , too . " What life ? " I asked ...
... never see again . " He fascinated me . He was all eyes in the dusk , standing in a languid pose just clear of the shaft of light that fell through the scuttle in a square patch . I lowered my voice , too . " What life ? " I asked ...
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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...