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We were like two people in a slowly sinking ship ; the feeling of the abyss under
our feet was our bond , not the real comprehension of each other . Apart from that
, she remained to me always unattainable and romantic - unique , with all the ...
We were like two people in a slowly sinking ship ; the feeling of the abyss under
our feet was our bond , not the real comprehension of each other . Apart from that
, she remained to me always unattainable and romantic - unique , with all the ...
Page 159
One day , I remember , going out of Carlos ' room , she had just paused on the
threshold for an almost imperceptible moment , the time to murmur , with feeling ,
" May Heaven reward you , Don Juan . ” This sound , faint and enchanting , like a
...
One day , I remember , going out of Carlos ' room , she had just paused on the
threshold for an almost imperceptible moment , the time to murmur , with feeling ,
" May Heaven reward you , Don Juan . ” This sound , faint and enchanting , like a
...
Page 165
For Carlos it was the concrete image of stability , with the romantic feeling of its
peace and of Veronica's beauty ; the unchangeable land where he had loved . To
O'Brien's hate it loomed up immense and odious , like the form of a colossal ...
For Carlos it was the concrete image of stability , with the romantic feeling of its
peace and of Veronica's beauty ; the unchangeable land where he had loved . To
O'Brien's hate it loomed up immense and odious , like the form of a colossal ...
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... are quick to discern the signs of their innermost feelings . Let me tell you that
my cherished daughter in God , Seņorita Doņa Seraphina Riego , is with Don
Carlos , the virtual head of the family , since his Excellency Don Balthasar is in a
state ...
... are quick to discern the signs of their innermost feelings . Let me tell you that
my cherished daughter in God , Seņorita Doņa Seraphina Riego , is with Don
Carlos , the virtual head of the family , since his Excellency Don Balthasar is in a
state ...
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We trust the natural feelings of pity which are implanted in every human breast ,
the nobility of your extraction , the honour of your hidalguidad , and that
inextinguishable courage which , as by the unwearied mercy of God ,
distinguishes the ...
We trust the natural feelings of pity which are implanted in every human breast ,
the nobility of your extraction , the honour of your hidalguidad , and that
inextinguishable courage which , as by the unwearied mercy of God ,
distinguishes the ...
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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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