Romance : a Novel: Complete Works, V. 7Doubleday, Page, 1924 - 541 pages |
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... English . And when there was no priest he repented very bitterly . Why , after all , it was an infamy . " He paused again , and leant back against the counter . When his eyes were upon the ground and his face not animated by talking ...
... English . And when there was no priest he repented very bitterly . Why , after all , it was an infamy . " He paused again , and leant back against the counter . When his eyes were upon the ground and his face not animated by talking ...
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... and after a moment she looked up candidly into my eyes , and placed her finger on her lips , motioning her head towards her father . She placed her hand in mine , and whispered very clearly : " Be welcome , my English cousin , " and 82.
... and after a moment she looked up candidly into my eyes , and placed her finger on her lips , motioning her head towards her father . She placed her hand in mine , and whispered very clearly : " Be welcome , my English cousin , " and 82.
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... English cousin , " and then dropped her eyes again to the lizard . The man of She knew all about me from Carlos . whom I had seen only the top of his head , turned his chair suddenly and glinted at me with little blue eyes . He was ...
... English cousin , " and then dropped her eyes again to the lizard . The man of She knew all about me from Carlos . whom I had seen only the top of his head , turned his chair suddenly and glinted at me with little blue eyes . He was ...
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... rebellious colonies . And with the same cool persuasiveness , relieved by humorous smiles , he explained that the loyal Spaniards of the Ever Faithful Island thought there was no sin in doing harm to the English 84 ROMANCE.
... rebellious colonies . And with the same cool persuasiveness , relieved by humorous smiles , he explained that the loyal Spaniards of the Ever Faithful Island thought there was no sin in doing harm to the English 84 ROMANCE.
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... English , even under the Mexican flag , whose legal existence they did not recognize . " Mind ye , it's an organized thing , I have something to say in it . It hurts Mr. Canning's Government at home , the curse of Cromwell on him and ...
... English , even under the Mexican flag , whose legal existence they did not recognize . " Mind ye , it's an organized thing , I have something to say in it . It hurts Mr. Canning's Government at home , the curse of Cromwell on him and ...
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Page 302 - and then, in an insinuating, heart-breaking tone, "Senorita! . . ." She walked quietly past the figure of the woman, and disappeared in the brilliant light of the cabin. The door closed. I remained standing there. Manuel, at her disappearance, raised his voice to a tremendous, incessant yell of despair, as if he expected to make her hear.
Page 138 - Carlos, who understood fully the very great risks I ran in going to Havana in the ship that picked me up, had made use of O'Brien's own picaroons to save me from him. That was the story. Towards the end his breath came fast and short; there was a flush on his face; his eyes
Page 308 - and I'll have to give you the sack." "It's all right, captain. I can turn her round my little finger," said the young man cheerily. "Somebody has to do it if you won't—or can't. What shall we do with that yelping Dago? He's a distressful beast to have about the decks.
Page 88 - I looked at him, quite startled by this view of my case. He extended one plump hand towards me, and still further lowered his voice. "Now, I offer you a good berth, a snug berth. And 'tis a pretty spot." He got a sort of languorous honey into his voice, and drawled out, "The—the
Page 314 - Don Juan ever ask himself what Manuel could do to me—Tomas Castro? To me, who am poor and a vagabond, and a friend of Don Carlos, may his soul rest with God. Are all you English like princes that you should never think of anybody but yourselves?
Page 226 - Go back." It had no effect. More of them crowded in, though, of course, the greater part of that mob remained outside. The black rolled big eyes. He could not stop them; he did not like to leave his post; he dared not fire. "Go back; go back,
Page 38 - committed indiscretions, or quarrelled—and all these people quarrel, why, God knows—that Irish devil could hang many persons, even myself, or take vengeance on your worship." Carlos was silent as if in a reverie. At last he said: "But if affairs are like this, it would be well to have one more with us. The
Page 461 - Seraphina, and got drowned. Nichols! Who's Nichols? On that showing you are Nichols. Anybody may be Nichols. Who has ever seen him outside Rio Medio? I used to believe in him at one time, but, upon my word I begin to doubt whether there ever was such a man.
Page 223 - Casa? Murder forbade me even as much as to look out of the windows. Was there a ship outside? Cesar was positive there was not—not since I had arrived. Besides, the empty sea itself was unattainable, it seemed. I pressed the seal to my lips.
Page 298 - Forget Manuel! Impossible! Manuel, Sefior. For the love of God. Manuel. Manuel-del-Popolo. I did sing, deign to remember. I offered you my fidelity, Sefior. As you are a caballero, I charge you to remember. Save me, Sefior. Speak to those men. . . . For the sake of your honour,