Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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Page 35
... way , had been a pirate . Rooksby had certainly hinted as much in his irritation . He lost none of his romantic charm in my eyes . The • fact that he was sailing in uncomfortable circumstances detracted THE QUARRY AND THE BEACH 35.
... way , had been a pirate . Rooksby had certainly hinted as much in his irritation . He lost none of his romantic charm in my eyes . The • fact that he was sailing in uncomfortable circumstances detracted THE QUARRY AND THE BEACH 35.
Page 43
... pirates , vermin , coast of Cuba . " Carlos came to the side , and looked after the man - of- war in the distance . " You could help us , " I heard him mutter . CHAPTER FIVE THERE was a lad called Barnes , a THE QUARRY AND THE BEACH 43.
... pirates , vermin , coast of Cuba . " Carlos came to the side , and looked after the man - of- war in the distance . " You could help us , " I heard him mutter . CHAPTER FIVE THERE was a lad called Barnes , a THE QUARRY AND THE BEACH 43.
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... Pirates ! " Was Carlos really a pirate , or Castro , his humble friend ? It was vile of me to suspect Carlos . A couple of men , meeting by the scuttle , began to talk loudly , every word coming plainly to my ears in the stillness of my ...
... Pirates ! " Was Carlos really a pirate , or Castro , his humble friend ? It was vile of me to suspect Carlos . A couple of men , meeting by the scuttle , began to talk loudly , every word coming plainly to my ears in the stillness of my ...
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... pirates come from - Rio Medio . That's the place , only he can't get in at it with his three - deckers . You saw his flagship ? " Rio Medio was the name of the town to which Carlos was going which his uncle owned . They moved away from ...
... pirates come from - Rio Medio . That's the place , only he can't get in at it with his three - deckers . You saw his flagship ? " Rio Medio was the name of the town to which Carlos was going which his uncle owned . They moved away from ...
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A Novel Joseph Conrad. I seemed to wake up . " Your uncle the pirate ! " I cried , and was amazed at my own words ... pirates . 99 Castro crept towards me again on the points of his toes . " Señor Don Juan Kemp , child of the devil ...
A Novel Joseph Conrad. I seemed to wake up . " Your uncle the pirate ! " I cried , and was amazed at my own words ... pirates . 99 Castro crept towards me again on the points of his toes . " Señor Don Juan Kemp , child of the devil ...
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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...