No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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... light . She hastened along the shore path , watching the black clouds tearing across the face of the moon , plunging the earth into darkness , then splashing it with light . She watched the rim of light round the curved edges of the ...
... light . She hastened along the shore path , watching the black clouds tearing across the face of the moon , plunging the earth into darkness , then splashing it with light . She watched the rim of light round the curved edges of the ...
Pagina 179
... light it by thrusting it through the bars of the grate . The candle melted away but failed to light . Suddenly there was a light in the doorway and Hamish's voice rang out harsh and loud in the stillness . " Who is there ? " " It's only ...
... light it by thrusting it through the bars of the grate . The candle melted away but failed to light . Suddenly there was a light in the doorway and Hamish's voice rang out harsh and loud in the stillness . " Who is there ? " " It's only ...
Pagina 244
... light burnt far away behind it . The soft , blurred flames of the sun as it rested on the horizon seemed to spill over into the sea , suffusing it with light . Near at hand all was dark , and the great forms of the mountains rose on ...
... light burnt far away behind it . The soft , blurred flames of the sun as it rested on the horizon seemed to spill over into the sea , suffusing it with light . Near at hand all was dark , and the great forms of the mountains rose on ...
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