No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 22
... began to light , a smouldering in a gloomy storm a rush of wind swep ing puffs of blue smoke ou Allison rose slowly . Sh were like frozen blocks of time till the birth of her bab and helpless . Tears rose to he would have to do it all ...
... began to light , a smouldering in a gloomy storm a rush of wind swep ing puffs of blue smoke ou Allison rose slowly . Sh were like frozen blocks of time till the birth of her bab and helpless . Tears rose to he would have to do it all ...
Pagina 98
... began to talk in hushed tones about the doctor's being absent from Strathnairn , and of his anxiety for the baby — and for her . But she could not listen ; a mechanical contrap- tion of the cogs and wheels in mills of which she had seen ...
... began to talk in hushed tones about the doctor's being absent from Strathnairn , and of his anxiety for the baby — and for her . But she could not listen ; a mechanical contrap- tion of the cogs and wheels in mills of which she had seen ...
Pagina 232
... began to row . The water ran along the blades as he held them suspended in the air and dripped silently into the glass - smooth water . The light was dim . Allison sat in the stern . Alex slept against her shoulder , his fair , sun ...
... began to row . The water ran along the blades as he held them suspended in the air and dripped silently into the glass - smooth water . The light was dim . Allison sat in the stern . Alex slept against her shoulder , his fair , sun ...
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