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Pagina 73
The Manse stood up the glen , a good half - mile from the sea's edge . The road wound slowly upwards , the steeps of Scurr Dubh on the right and Ben Buie jutting angrily into the heavens on the left . Great trees grew round the Manse ...
The Manse stood up the glen , a good half - mile from the sea's edge . The road wound slowly upwards , the steeps of Scurr Dubh on the right and Ben Buie jutting angrily into the heavens on the left . Great trees grew round the Manse ...
Pagina 74
As she sat in the square parlour of the Manse , idly knitting garments for the child which was to come , her eyes wandered restlessly round the room . , The Manse was in order now , although the damp still ran down the walls in livid ...
As she sat in the square parlour of the Manse , idly knitting garments for the child which was to come , her eyes wandered restlessly round the room . , The Manse was in order now , although the damp still ran down the walls in livid ...
Pagina 101
She hurried up the glen - road towards the Manse , and once more the darkness seemed alive with movement . Twice she thought she saw the dim shape of a man cross her path . She thought of that first night when she had sat alone in the ...
She hurried up the glen - road towards the Manse , and once more the darkness seemed alive with movement . Twice she thought she saw the dim shape of a man cross her path . She thought of that first night when she had sat alone in the ...
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