Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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... any other hundred - foot drop . The wretched creatures suffered all the tortures of death before they let go , and , as a rule , they never returned to our parts . CHAPTER THREE THE spirit of the age has changed ; 20 ROMANCE.
... any other hundred - foot drop . The wretched creatures suffered all the tortures of death before they let go , and , as a rule , they never returned to our parts . CHAPTER THREE THE spirit of the age has changed ; 20 ROMANCE.
Page 31
... that I was going not to adventure , but to death ; that here was not romance , but an end - a disenchanted surprise that it should soon be all over . We kept a grim silence . Further out in the THE QUARRY AND THE BEACH 31.
... that I was going not to adventure , but to death ; that here was not romance , but an end - a disenchanted surprise that it should soon be all over . We kept a grim silence . Further out in the THE QUARRY AND THE BEACH 31.
Page 129
... death upon it , like an alabaster effigy of an old knight in a cathedral . On the red - velvet hangings of the bed was an immense coat - of - arms , worked in silk and surrounded by a collar , with the golden sheep hanging from the ring ...
... death upon it , like an alabaster effigy of an old knight in a cathedral . On the red - velvet hangings of the bed was an immense coat - of - arms , worked in silk and surrounded by a collar , with the golden sheep hanging from the ring ...
Page 141
... Death hovered over that table and also , as it were , the breath of past ages . The multitude of lights , the polished floor of costly wood , the bare whiteness of walls wainscotted with marble , the vastness of the room , the imposing ...
... Death hovered over that table and also , as it were , the breath of past ages . The multitude of lights , the polished floor of costly wood , the bare whiteness of walls wainscotted with marble , the vastness of the room , the imposing ...
Page 145
... death had made a great solitude round his declining years . Yes , that sorrow , and the base intrigues of that man — a fugitive , a hanger - on of her mother's family - recommended to Don Balthasar's grace by her mother's favour . Yes ...
... death had made a great solitude round his declining years . Yes , that sorrow , and the base intrigues of that man — a fugitive , a hanger - on of her mother's family - recommended to Don Balthasar's grace by her mother's favour . Yes ...
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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 157 - Carlos' room, with many cigarettes stuck behind his ears and in the band of his hat. When these were gone he grubbed for more in the depths of his clothing, somewhere near his skin. Puffs of smoke issued from his pursed lips; and the desolation of his pose, the sorrow of his round, wrinkled face, was so great that it seemed were he to cease smoking, he would die of grief. The general effect of the place was of vitality exhausted, of a body calcined, of romance turned into stone. The still air, the...
Page 51 - I was tired ; Romance had departed. Barnes and the Macdonald he had found for me represented all the laborious insects of the world ; all the ants who are for ever hauling immensely heavy and immensely unimportant burdens up weary hillocks, down steep places, getting nowhere and doing nothing.
Page 153 - ... lonely echoes, and strips of grass outlined in parallelograms the flagstones of the roadway. The Casa Riego raised its buttressed and loop-holed bulk near the shore, resembling a defensive outwork; on my other hand the shallow bay, vast, placid, and shining, extended itself behind the strip of coast like an enormous lagoon. The fronds of palmclusters dotted the beach over the glassy shimmer of the far distance. The dark and wooded slopes of the hills closed the view inland on every side.
Page 532 - If there were to be any possibility of saving my life, I had to tell what I had been through — and to tell it vividly — I had to narrate the story of my life; and my whole life came into my mind.