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We passed through it and up a sort of tunnel . The door at the other end , which
was formed of panels , had a manger and straw crib attached to it on the outside ,
and let us into a horse's stall . We found ourselves in the stable of the inn .
We passed through it and up a sort of tunnel . The door at the other end , which
was formed of panels , had a manger and straw crib attached to it on the outside ,
and let us into a horse's stall . We found ourselves in the stable of the inn .
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He looked at me , inscrutably and attentively , through his gold spectacles . It was
on the arcade before his store in Spanish Town . Long sunblinds flapped slightly .
Before the next door a large sign proclaimed “ Office of the Buckatoro Journal .
He looked at me , inscrutably and attentively , through his gold spectacles . It was
on the arcade before his store in Spanish Town . Long sunblinds flapped slightly .
Before the next door a large sign proclaimed “ Office of the Buckatoro Journal .
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He was talking to the editor of the Buckatoro Journal the man from next door —
and to another who had , whilst I walked lazily across the blazing square , ridden
furiously up to the steps of the arcade . The rider was talking to both of them with
...
He was talking to the editor of the Buckatoro Journal the man from next door —
and to another who had , whilst I walked lazily across the blazing square , ridden
furiously up to the steps of the arcade . The rider was talking to both of them with
...
Page 65
When I saw him talking to Ramon , I imagined that the rider must have brought
news of a warrant , and that David was preparing for flight . He hopped nimbly
from Ramon's steps into the obscurity of his own door . Ramon turned his
spectacles ...
When I saw him talking to Ramon , I imagined that the rider must have brought
news of a warrant , and that David was preparing for flight . He hopped nimbly
from Ramon's steps into the obscurity of his own door . Ramon turned his
spectacles ...
Page 67
A great lady was on the road ; her querulous voice was calling to someone within
the open door that let down a soft yellow light from the top of the precipitous steps
. A nondescript object , with apparently two horns and a wheel , rested inert at ...
A great lady was on the road ; her querulous voice was calling to someone within
the open door that let down a soft yellow light from the top of the precipitous steps
. A nondescript object , with apparently two horns and a wheel , rested inert at ...
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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,
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| Title | Romance: A Novel Volume 7 of Complete works, Joseph Conrad |
| Authors | Joseph Conrad, Ford Madox Ford |
| Publisher | Doubleday, Page, 1924 |
| Original from | the University of California |
| Digitized | 9 Mar 2007 |
| Length | 541 pages |
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