Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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Page 22
... standing with their heads together . " Come along , ” Rangsley said ; " up with you . We'll talk as we go . Someone helped me into a saddle ; my legs trembled in the stirrups as if I had ridden a thousand miles on end already . I ...
... standing with their heads together . " Come along , ” Rangsley said ; " up with you . We'll talk as we go . Someone helped me into a saddle ; my legs trembled in the stirrups as if I had ridden a thousand miles on end already . I ...
Page 32
... standing up unsteadily , growled , " We may do it yet ! See , señor ! " The blue gleam was much larger - it flared smokily up towards the sky . I made out ghastly parallelograms of a ship's sails high above us , and at last many faces ...
... standing up unsteadily , growled , " We may do it yet ! See , señor ! " The blue gleam was much larger - it flared smokily up towards the sky . I made out ghastly parallelograms of a ship's sails high above us , and at last many faces ...
Page 47
... 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 . " Life in my uncle's palace , " he said , so sweetly and persuasively ...
... 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 . " Life in my uncle's palace , " he said , so sweetly and persuasively ...
Page 67
... standing motionless . They resolved themselves into a barouche , with four horses steaming a great deal , and an army of negresses with bandboxes on their heads . A great lady was on the road ; her querulous voice was calling to someone ...
... standing motionless . They resolved themselves into a barouche , with four horses steaming a great deal , and an army of negresses with bandboxes on their heads . A great lady was on the road ; her querulous voice was calling to someone ...
Page 69
... standing above a ghastly white gentleman who , from a sitting posture , was gasping out , " I'll commit you ! I swear I'll commit you ! I helped him to his feet rather apologetically , while the admiral behind me was asking insistently ...
... standing above a ghastly white gentleman who , from a sitting posture , was gasping out , " I'll commit you ! I swear I'll commit you ! I helped him to his feet rather apologetically , while the admiral behind me was asking insistently ...
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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...