No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 95
... baby was born about midnight , and still Hamish had not returned . Bella had dispatched John through the darkness to fetch the doctor from Strathnairn , which lay northward about nine miles from Glenlee . It took John a considerable ...
... baby was born about midnight , and still Hamish had not returned . Bella had dispatched John through the darkness to fetch the doctor from Strathnairn , which lay northward about nine miles from Glenlee . It took John a considerable ...
Pagina 98
... baby ? A son , " she said tone- lessly . He was overcome with emotion for a moment , and could only hold her hand against the roughness of his coat . Then he began to talk in hushed tones about the doctor's being absent from Strathnairn ...
... baby ? A son , " she said tone- lessly . He was overcome with emotion for a moment , and could only hold her hand against the roughness of his coat . Then he began to talk in hushed tones about the doctor's being absent from Strathnairn ...
Pagina 295
... baby or the newly delivered mother . The child was tiny , and he scarcely dared look at it , so delicate did it appear . He touched its cheek with the tip of his finger . A thrill ran through him and his eyes brightened . He was only ...
... baby or the newly delivered mother . The child was tiny , and he scarcely dared look at it , so delicate did it appear . He touched its cheek with the tip of his finger . A thrill ran through him and his eyes brightened . He was only ...
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