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The fire was still alight as he supported himself into the cold , stone - flagged room . There was water in an iron pot on the side , but it was scarcely more than tepid . He dropped the poker twice upon the flags .
The fire was still alight as he supported himself into the cold , stone - flagged room . There was water in an iron pot on the side , but it was scarcely more than tepid . He dropped the poker twice upon the flags .
Pagina 192
The bright little face was lifted to his against the background of the cold hills plunged in shadow , hills where mist and cold and disease were waiting for a few months to pass before they let loose their chuckling legions to gather ...
The bright little face was lifted to his against the background of the cold hills plunged in shadow , hills where mist and cold and disease were waiting for a few months to pass before they let loose their chuckling legions to gather ...
Pagina 272
“ Why , how cold you are ! ” she said , drawing him , towards the fire which blazed in the grate , but it was newly lit and did not give off much heat . Hamish had a passion for economy in peat and coals . Sometimes Allison was so cold ...
“ Why , how cold you are ! ” she said , drawing him , towards the fire which blazed in the grate , but it was newly lit and did not give off much heat . Hamish had a passion for economy in peat and coals . Sometimes Allison was so cold ...
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Allison answer appeared baby beautiful began Bella beneath beside blue boat brain child closed clouds cold continued corner dark dead dear door drew entered existence eyes face fear feel feet fell felt fingers fire followed forward gazed gently gleaming Glenlee gone grey hair hall Hamish hand happiness hard head hear heard heart heavy hills human hurried Jean kind knew land leave light lived London looked Lord Mama Manse mind minister mist moment mountains moved never night once passed perhaps Presently quietly road rose round seemed seen shadow shoulder side silence Simon sleep slowly smiled snow soft sometimes sound spirit spoke standing stone stood strange stretched suddenly tears things thought turned voice watched weary wind window woman