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Page 116
... Death rather , " she let fall in a whisper of calm resolution . She dropped me a deep courtesy . Servants were ranging them- selves in a row , holding upright before their black faces wax lights in tall silver candlesticks inherited ...
... Death rather , " she let fall in a whisper of calm resolution . She dropped me a deep courtesy . Servants were ranging them- selves in a row , holding upright before their black faces wax lights in tall silver candlesticks inherited ...
Page 117
... death , the work of life , of time , the pathetic realization of an inevitable destiny . He talked a little disjointedly , with the uncertain swaying of a shadow on his thoughts , as if the light of his mind had flickered like an ...
... death , the work of life , of time , the pathetic realization of an inevitable destiny . He talked a little disjointedly , with the uncertain swaying of a shadow on his thoughts , as if the light of his mind had flickered like an ...
Page 118
... death of his young wife - Seraphina's mother . What a life ! And what was my arm - my arm on which he had leaned in his decay ? I looked at it with a sort of surprise , dubiously . What was expected of it ? I asked myself . Would it ...
... death of his young wife - Seraphina's mother . What a life ! And what was my arm - my arm on which he had leaned in his decay ? I looked at it with a sort of surprise , dubiously . What was expected of it ? I asked myself . Would it ...
Page 120
... , and to live in the air he breathed . On the other side of the bed the old Don , lost in a high- backed armchair , remained plunged in that meditation of the old which resembles sleep , as sleep resembles death . The 120.
... , and to live in the air he breathed . On the other side of the bed the old Don , lost in a high- backed armchair , remained plunged in that meditation of the old which resembles sleep , as sleep resembles death . The 120.
Page 121
... death . The priest , lighted up by the narrow , bright streak of the window , was reading his breviary through a pair of enormous spectacles . The white coif of the nun hovered in distant corners of the room . We were constantly talking ...
... death . The priest , lighted up by the narrow , bright streak of the window , was reading his breviary through a pair of enormous spectacles . The white coif of the nun hovered in distant corners of the room . We were constantly talking ...
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Page 115 - 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 hot sunshine, the white beach curving around the deserted sheet of water, the
Page 110 - I would like best to see you marry my cousin. Once before a woman of our race had married an Englishman. She had been happy. English things last forever—English peace, English power, English fidelity. It is a country of much serenity, of order,
Page 355 - WHY have I been brought here, your worships?" I asked, with a great deal of firmness. There were two figures in black, the one beside, the other behind a large black table. I was placed in front of them, between two soldiers, in the
Page 108 - king, had fought against the French, had a price put upon his head by a special proclamation. He had known passion, power, war, exile, and love. He had been thanked by his returned king,
Page 165 - their long knives. They came in a disorderly, shouting mob along the beach, intending this not for an attack, but as a simple demonstration. The sight of the open gate struck them with wonder. The bishop's coach
Page 108 - et armis, a nun from a convent, incurring the enmity of the Church and the displeasure of his sovereign. He had sacrificed all his fortune in Europe to the service of
Page 349 - of my hair was concealed by the handkerchief bound under my hat; my footsteps echoed loudly under the vault, and I penetrated into the heart of the city. And directly, it seemed to me, I had stepped back three hundred years. I had never seen anything so old; this was the abandoned inheritance of an adventurous race, that seemed to have thrown all its might, all its
Page 404 - Who is it that refuses to drink a glass of brandy?' He asked me what countryman I was, and if I was an American." There were two others from the unfortunate