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Then for the first time I saw Seraphina , looking over her father's shoulder . 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 for the first time I saw Seraphina , looking over her father's shoulder . 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 ...
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Veronica was very beautiful , and very gentle , and very kind ; tall , slim , with
sloping white shoulders and long white arms , hair the colour of amber , and
startled blue eyes-a good mate for Rooksby . Rooksby had foreign relations , too .
Veronica was very beautiful , and very gentle , and very kind ; tall , slim , with
sloping white shoulders and long white arms , hair the colour of amber , and
startled blue eyes-a good mate for Rooksby . Rooksby had foreign relations , too .
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Rangsley heaved a deep sigh and slapped me heavily on the shoulder . “ All
serene , my buck , " he said ; “ now let's see , after you . I've half an hour . What's
the ship ? " I was at a loss , but Carlos said out of the darkness , “ The ship the ...
Rangsley heaved a deep sigh and slapped me heavily on the shoulder . “ All
serene , my buck , " he said ; “ now let's see , after you . I've half an hour . What's
the ship ? " I was at a loss , but Carlos said out of the darkness , “ The ship the ...
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Carlos shrugged his shoulders . I suppose I had spoken with some animation . “
Ah , ” he said , with his air of great wisdom and varied experience , of
disillusionment , “ it will be much the same as it has been at your home after the
first days .
Carlos shrugged his shoulders . I suppose I had spoken with some animation . “
Ah , ” he said , with his air of great wisdom and varied experience , of
disillusionment , “ it will be much the same as it has been at your home after the
first days .
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I had my back against the bulkhead , it felt very hard against my shoulder - blades
. I had no dread , only a sort of shrinking from the actual contact of the point , as
one shrinks from being tickled . I opened my mouth . I was going to shriek a last ...
I had my back against the bulkhead , it felt very hard against my shoulder - blades
. I had no dread , only a sort of shrinking from the actual contact of the point , as
one shrinks from being tickled . I opened my mouth . I was going to shriek a last ...
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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,
Bibliographic information
| 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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