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Pagina 283
She sat up in the dark four - poster , her dark eyes shadowed with weariness , her face dead white beneath her tumbled dark hair . “ What is it , Bella ? ” she whispered . “ Is he worse ? " The old woman advanced to the bedside and laid ...
She sat up in the dark four - poster , her dark eyes shadowed with weariness , her face dead white beneath her tumbled dark hair . “ What is it , Bella ? ” she whispered . “ Is he worse ? " The old woman advanced to the bedside and laid ...
Pagina 285
She could not bring herself to call the dead child “ David . ” “ In a moment , my dear , ” said Hamish , frowning in spite of his pity for her . “ No , now , now ! ” insisted Allison , as though she were warding off Death , as though ...
She could not bring herself to call the dead child “ David . ” “ In a moment , my dear , ” said Hamish , frowning in spite of his pity for her . “ No , now , now ! ” insisted Allison , as though she were warding off Death , as though ...
Pagina 297
... gone from her for ever , part of her which had been tortured and twisted when Andrew went , and then torn to pieces when she saw her children lying cold and strange in their cots , had given way with the strain , and fallen dead .
... gone from her for ever , part of her which had been tortured and twisted when Andrew went , and then torn to pieces when she saw her children lying cold and strange in their cots , had given way with the strain , and fallen dead .
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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