The Complete Works of O. Henry, Volume 2Doubleday, Page, 1911 - 1396 pagine The complete stories of O. Henry with poems, and critical land biographical comment. |
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Pagina 8
... hour she had spent plan- ning for something nice for him . Something fine and rare and sterling- something just a ... hours tripped by on rosy wings . Forget the hashed metaphor . She was ransacking the stores for Jim's present . It ...
... hour she had spent plan- ning for something nice for him . Something fine and rare and sterling- something just a ... hours tripped by on rosy wings . Forget the hashed metaphor . She was ransacking the stores for Jim's present . It ...
Pagina 38
... hour's talk with the iceman , reading a pack- age of old letters , a couple of pickles and two bottles of malt extract , one hour peeking through a hole in the window shade into the flat across the air - shaft- that's about all there is ...
... hour's talk with the iceman , reading a pack- age of old letters , a couple of pickles and two bottles of malt extract , one hour peeking through a hole in the window shade into the flat across the air - shaft- that's about all there is ...
Pagina 39
... hour he kept the Campbells coming . I sat by his side rapping for the waiter with my tail , and eating free lunch such as mamma in her flat never equalled with her homemade truck bought at a delicatessen store eight minutes before papa ...
... hour he kept the Campbells coming . I sat by his side rapping for the waiter with my tail , and eating free lunch such as mamma in her flat never equalled with her homemade truck bought at a delicatessen store eight minutes before papa ...
Pagina 42
... hours it'll do the trick . " " When is this foolishness of running away to be happening ? " asked Ikey . " Nine o'clock , " said Mr. McGowan . " Supper's at seven . At eight Rosy goes to bed with a headache , at nine old Parvenzano lets ...
... hours it'll do the trick . " " When is this foolishness of running away to be happening ? " asked Ikey . " Nine o'clock , " said Mr. McGowan . " Supper's at seven . At eight Rosy goes to bed with a headache , at nine old Parvenzano lets ...
Pagina 44
... hour and minute of her time is arranged for days in advance . I must have that girl , dad , or this town is a blackjack swamp forevermore . And I can't write it - I can't do that . " " Tut ! " said the old man . " Do you mean to tell me ...
... hour and minute of her time is arranged for days in advance . I must have that girl , dad , or this town is a blackjack swamp forevermore . And I can't write it - I can't do that . " " Tut ! " said the old man . " Do you mean to tell me ...
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Pagina 10 - Jim drew a package from his overcoat pocket and threw it upon the table. "Don't make any mistake, Dell," he said, "about me. I don't think there's anything in the way of a haircut or a shave or a shampoo that could make me like my girl any less. But if you'll unwrap that package you may see why you had me going a while at first.
Pagina 7 - One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas. There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it.
Pagina 9 - Delia, and there was an expression in them that she could not read, and it terrified her. It was not anger, nor surprise, nor disapproval, nor horror, nor any of the sentiments that she had been prepared for. He simply stared at her fixedly with that peculiar expression on his face. Delia wriggled off the table and went for him. "Jim, darling," she cried, "don't look at me that way.
Pagina 9 - ... saw it she knew that it must be Jim's. It was like him. Quietness and value — the description applied to both. Twenty-one dollars they took from her for it, and she hurried home with the 87 cents. With that chain on his watch Jim might be properly anxious about the time in any company. Grand as the watch was, he sometimes looked at it on the sly on account of the old leather strap that he used in place of a chain. When Delia reached home her intoxication gave way a little to prudence and reason.
Pagina 9 - You've cut off your hair?" asked Jim, laboriously, as if he had not arrived at that patent fact yet even after the hardest mental labor. "Cut it off and sold it,
Pagina 81 - A pretty slip of a colleen she was to be killin' herself wid the gas — a swate little face she had, Mrs. Purdy, ma'am." "She'd a-been called handsome, as you say," said Mrs. Purdy, assenting but critical, "but for that mole she had a-growin
Pagina 8 - Had the Queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the airshaft, Della would have let her hair hang out the window some day to dry just to depreciate Her Majesty's jewels and gifts. Had King Solomon been the janitor, with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim...
Pagina 80 - Now, did ye, Mrs. Purdy, ma'am?" said Mrs. McCool, with intense admiration. "You do be a wonder for rentin
Pagina 81 - As you say, we has our living to be making," remarked Mrs. Purdy. "Yis, ma'am; 'tis true. 'Tis just one wake ago this day I helped ye lay out the third floor, back. A pretty slip of a colleen she was to be killin' herself wid the gas — a swate little face she had, Mrs. Purdy, ma'am.
Pagina 79 - Surely it must have been a sound. But, was it not the sound that had touched, that had caressed him? "She has been in this room," he cried, and he sprang to wrest from it a token, for he knew he would recognize the smallest thing that had belonged to her or that she had touched. This enveloping scent of mignonette, the odor that she had loved and made her own — whence came it?