Romance: A NovelDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 541 pages |
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Page 15
... turned his lanthorn upon me , in a painful yellow glare . " What ! " Tis the young ' un , " he grunted , after a moment . " Read the warrant , Thoms . " My captor began to fumble in his pocket , pulled out a paper , and bent down into ...
... turned his lanthorn upon me , in a painful yellow glare . " What ! " Tis the young ' un , " he grunted , after a moment . " Read the warrant , Thoms . " My captor began to fumble in his pocket , pulled out a paper , and bent down into ...
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... ! Hallo - o - o " ; then a number of voices . The horse stood , drooping its head , and the man turned in his saddle . " Runners , " he shouted , " Bow Street runners ! Come along , come along , boys ! We'll roast 16 ROMANCE.
... ! Hallo - o - o " ; then a number of voices . The horse stood , drooping its head , and the man turned in his saddle . " Runners , " he shouted , " Bow Street runners ! Come along , come along , boys ! We'll roast 16 ROMANCE.
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... turned me sharply round . + " Don't struggle , " he whispered in my ear ; his silk handkerchief came cool across my eyelids . I felt hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my head . " You're all right , " he said again . The hubbub ...
... turned me sharply round . + " Don't struggle , " he whispered in my ear ; his silk handkerchief came cool across my eyelids . I felt hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my head . " You're all right , " he said again . The hubbub ...
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... turned into the big inn at the junction of the London road to write a letter to his agent bidding him house me and employ me as an improver . For fear of compromis- ing him we waited in the shadow of trees a furlong or two down the road ...
... turned into the big inn at the junction of the London road to write a letter to his agent bidding him house me and employ me as an improver . For fear of compromis- ing him we waited in the shadow of trees a furlong or two down the road ...
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... turned to a shadow , spotted here and there with little lights . Behind us a cock crowed . The shingle crashed at intervals beneath the feet of a large body of men . I remembered the smugglers ; but it was as if I had re- membered them ...
... turned to a shadow , spotted here and there with little lights . Behind us a cock crowed . The shingle crashed at intervals beneath the feet of a large body of men . I remembered the smugglers ; but it was as if I had re- membered them ...
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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 Lugareņos 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 Seņor Seņorita 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.