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But that far - off 1 day of my romance , when from between the blue and white
bales in Don Ramon ' s darkened storeroom , at Kingston , I saw the door open
before the figure of an old man with the tired , long , white face , that day I am not
I remember her face of that day ; her eyes were gray — the gray of black , not of
blue . For a moment they looked me straight in the face , reflectively ,
unconcerned , and then traveled to the spectacles of old Ramon . This glance -
remember I ...
Face. the. colocTything. ,. lead. his. My father used to sit all day by the fire ,
inscribing “ ideas " every now and then in a pocket ... delicate , hooked nose ,
narrow - lidded blue eyes , and a face with the color and texture of a white - heart
All their shining black faces seemed to be momentarily gashed open to show
rows of white , and were spotted with inlaid eyeballs . The sounds coming from
them were a bewildering noise . They were hauling baggage about aimlessly .
His dark eyes searched my face , and it came disagreeably into my head that he
was playing some part ; that his talk was delusive , his anger feigned ; that ,
perhaps , he still suspected me of being a Separationist . He went on talking
about the ...
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review