Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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... voices . The moon began to get up ; above the cutting the clouds had a fringe of sudden silver . A horseman , cloaked ... voice winding mournfully uphill , " Hallo ! Hallo - o - o . " An echo stole back , " Hallo ! Hallo - o - o " ; then ...
... voices . The moon began to get up ; above the cutting the clouds had a fringe of sudden silver . A horseman , cloaked ... voice winding mournfully uphill , " Hallo ! Hallo - o - o . " An echo stole back , " Hallo ! Hallo - o - o " ; then ...
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... voice shouted back . " What be you a - doing with runners ? " The riot went on - forty or fifty voices . The runners were seized ; several hands caught at me . It was im- possible to make myself heard ; a fist struck me on the cheek ...
... voice shouted back . " What be you a - doing with runners ? " The riot went on - forty or fifty voices . The runners were seized ; several hands caught at me . It was im- possible to make myself heard ; a fist struck me on the cheek ...
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... voices ceased suddenly . " Now , lads , bring ' em along . A voice I knew said their watchword , " Snuff and enough , " loudly , and then , " What's agate ? " Someone else answered , " It's Rooksby , it's Sir Ralph . " I The voice ...
... voices ceased suddenly . " Now , lads , bring ' em along . A voice I knew said their watchword , " Snuff and enough , " loudly , and then , " What's agate ? " Someone else answered , " It's Rooksby , it's Sir Ralph . " I The voice ...
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... voice said in a whisper . " Mum , now ! It's all right . " It withdrew itself a little from my ear and called , " Now then , ready with them . When I say three . I heard groans and curses , and began to shout for help . My voice came ...
... voice said in a whisper . " Mum , now ! It's all right . " It withdrew itself a little from my ear and called , " Now then , ready with them . When I say three . I heard groans and curses , and began to shout for help . My voice came ...
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... voice of Ralph , who was lamenting his own cowardice . " If it had come at any other time ! " he kept on re- peating . " But now , with Veronica to think of ! - You take me , Johnny , don't you ? ” My companions rode silently . After we ...
... voice of Ralph , who was lamenting his own cowardice . " If it had come at any other time ! " he kept on re- peating . " But now , with Veronica to think of ! - You take me , Johnny , don't you ? ” My companions rode silently . After we ...
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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...