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A moment later he spoke and she knew she had been right , for usually after he had gazed at her in rapt silence he would set to work vigorously on his canvas , scratching out with his palette - knife or applying new colours .
A moment later he spoke and she knew she had been right , for usually after he had gazed at her in rapt silence he would set to work vigorously on his canvas , scratching out with his palette - knife or applying new colours .
Pagina 168
He spoke impersonally , as though relating the misfortunes of another . “ I would go with the boat that takes them away to Canada , ” he continued slowly , “ but there is the wife and the young one . But when the weather becomes rough ...
He spoke impersonally , as though relating the misfortunes of another . “ I would go with the boat that takes them away to Canada , ” he continued slowly , “ but there is the wife and the young one . But when the weather becomes rough ...
Pagina 266
“ It is many a day since I spoke with an educated man — ' deed I have not been fit company — but sometimes the longing comes on me to talk with someone , for the men of Glenlee use me only as men use a necessary tool or a fishing - net ...
“ It is many a day since I spoke with an educated man — ' deed I have not been fit company — but sometimes the longing comes on me to talk with someone , for the men of Glenlee use me only as men use a necessary tool or a fishing - net ...
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