Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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... ship . Afterwards — in the solitary dusk among the ropes and bales - there had evidently been some play with knives , and it ended with a flight to London , and then down to Rooksby's red barn , with the runners in full cry after them ...
... ship . Afterwards — in the solitary dusk among the ropes and bales - there had evidently been some play with knives , and it ended with a flight to London , and then down to Rooksby's red barn , with the runners in full cry after them ...
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... ship . We rode clattering aggressively through the silence of the long , narrow main street . Every now and then Carlos Riego coughed lamentably , but Tomas Castro rode in gloomy silence . There was a light here and there in a window ...
... ship . We rode clattering aggressively through the silence of the long , narrow main street . Every now and then Carlos Riego coughed lamentably , but Tomas Castro rode in gloomy silence . There was a light here and there in a window ...
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... ship ? " I was at a loss , but Carlos said out of the darkness , " The ship the Thames . My friend Señor Ortiz , of the Minories , said you would know . " “ Oh , I know , I know , " Rangsley said softly ; and , in- deed , he did know ...
... ship ? " I was at a loss , but Carlos said out of the darkness , " The ship the Thames . My friend Señor Ortiz , of the Minories , said you would know . " “ Oh , I know , I know , " Rangsley said softly ; and , in- deed , he did know ...
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... ship , and sat half asleep , lurching over the tiller . He was a very unreliable scoundrel . The boat leaked like a sieve . The wind freshened , and we three began to ask our- selves how it was going to end . There were 30.
... ship , and sat half asleep , lurching over the tiller . He was a very unreliable scoundrel . The boat leaked like a sieve . The wind freshened , and we three began to ask our- selves how it was going to end . There were 30.
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... ship's sails high above us , and at last many faces peering unseeingly over the rail in our direction . We all shouted together . I may say that it was thanks to me that we reached the ship . Our boat went down under us whilst I was ...
... ship's sails high above us , and at last many faces peering unseeingly over the rail in our direction . We all shouted together . I may say that it was thanks to me that we reached the ship . Our boat went down under us whilst I was ...
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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.