Cabbages and KingsDoubleday, Doran, 1904 - 266 pagine |
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Pagina 13
... smoking with Willard Ged- die , the consul , on the back porch of the consulate , which was conceded to be the coolest spot in Coralio . " Hurry up , " shouted Keogh . " There's a riot in town on account of a telegram that's come for ...
... smoking with Willard Ged- die , the consul , on the back porch of the consulate , which was conceded to be the coolest spot in Coralio . " Hurry up , " shouted Keogh . " There's a riot in town on account of a telegram that's come for ...
Pagina 24
... smoking on his back porch - and there's no other place available that is cool enough . " " He isn't grumpy , " said Paula Brannigan , im- pulsively , " when he— ” - But she ceased suddenly , and drew back with a deepening colour ; for ...
... smoking on his back porch - and there's no other place available that is cool enough . " " He isn't grumpy , " said Paula Brannigan , im- pulsively , " when he— ” - But she ceased suddenly , and drew back with a deepening colour ; for ...
Pagina 25
... smoke on the much coveted porch , had found him so absorbed in his work that he departed after roundly abusing the consul for his lack of hospitality . " I shall complain to the civil service department , " said Goodwin ; - " or is it a ...
... smoke on the much coveted porch , had found him so absorbed in his work that he departed after roundly abusing the consul for his lack of hospitality . " I shall complain to the civil service department , " said Goodwin ; - " or is it a ...
Pagina 34
... smoke from Chan- ca's clay oven under the calabash - tree ; of the treble laughter of the native women in their huts , the song of the robin , the salt taste of the breeze , the diminu- endo of the faint surf running along the shore ...
... smoke from Chan- ca's clay oven under the calabash - tree ; of the treble laughter of the native women in their huts , the song of the robin , the salt taste of the breeze , the diminu- endo of the faint surf running along the shore ...
Pagina 35
... smoke that was left hanging over the brim of the sea , she might have been an immaterial thing , a chimera of his idle brain . Geddie went into his office and sat down to dawdle over his report . If the reading of the article in the ...
... smoke that was left hanging over the brim of the sea , she might have been an immaterial thing , a chimera of his idle brain . Geddie went into his office and sat down to dawdle over his report . If the reading of the article in the ...
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admiral aguardiente American Anchuria Atwood bananas beach Beelzebub Billy Keogh Blythe boat bottle captain Caribs Casa Morena chair cigar Clancy coast cocoanut Colonel Falcon consul cool Coralio crew Dalesburg Dicky dollars Don Sabas door drink El Nacional Estebán eyes face Felipe flag friends Geddie graft grass Gregg Guatemala hand head Hemstetter honour Johnny Johnny's Karlsefin lady land laughed looked Losada Madama Maloney Mellinger morning native never night Number Olivarra Orleans paint Pasa pesos phonograph picture President Miraflores president's republic Rosine sail sand says seemed Seņor Goodwin seņorita shoes shore sloop smile smoke Spanish Spanish Main steamer steps stood street tell there's thing thousand tintype took town trepanning tropics turned Twas valise Vega verree Vesuvius Wahrfield waiting walked White Winchester rifles yacht Zavalla
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Pagina 14 - His Nibs skedaddled yesterday per jack-rabbit line with all the coin in the kitty and the bundle of muslin he's spoony about. The boodle is six figures short. Our crowd in good shape, but we need the spondulicks. You collar it. The main guy and the dry goods are headed for the briny. You to know what to do. BOB.
Pagina 59 - The mountains reached up their bulky shoulders to receive the level gallop of Apollo's homing steeds, the day died in the lagoons and in the shadowed banana groves and in the mangrove swamps, where the great blue crabs were beginning to crawl to land for their nightly ramble. And it died, at last, upon the highest peaks. Then the brief twilight, ephemeral as the flight of a moth, came and went; the Southern Cross peeped with its topmost eye above a row of palms, and the fire-flies heralded with their...
Pagina 11 - CORALIO reclined, in the mid-day heat, like some vacuous beauty lounging in a guarded harem. The town lay at the sea's edge on a strip of alluvial coast. It was set like a little pearl in an emerald band. Behind it, and seeming almost to topple, imminent, above it, rose the sea-following range of the Cordilleras.