No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 82
... knew , the Hamish who would read Cowper and Milton and even Herrick to her , and who would hold her hand in his , adoring her , was there behind his familiar outward semblance . Yet she felt as though she would be trespassing if she ...
... knew , the Hamish who would read Cowper and Milton and even Herrick to her , and who would hold her hand in his , adoring her , was there behind his familiar outward semblance . Yet she felt as though she would be trespassing if she ...
Pagina 282
... knew the exact moment of his death . Bella was sitting sewing in the corner of the nursery ; this was the second night of watching . Her head had nodded as she listened to the stertorous , heavy breathing of the young child . When she ...
... knew the exact moment of his death . Bella was sitting sewing in the corner of the nursery ; this was the second night of watching . Her head had nodded as she listened to the stertorous , heavy breathing of the young child . When she ...
Pagina 298
... knew no bounds , he was arrogant , dogmatic , filling the house with his voice , but she knew that it was only for the moment ; he would need her calmness and sympathy again soon enough . She was glad that he was happy again . Sometimes ...
... knew no bounds , he was arrogant , dogmatic , filling the house with his voice , but she knew that it was only for the moment ; he would need her calmness and sympathy again soon enough . She was glad that he was happy again . Sometimes ...
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