No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 9
... watched them in a numbed trance , following them with her tired eyes , as they sifted across the yellow circle of light which was thrown from the gig's lamp . She watched them till they disappeared suddenly , swallowed up by the ...
... watched them in a numbed trance , following them with her tired eyes , as they sifted across the yellow circle of light which was thrown from the gig's lamp . She watched them till they disappeared suddenly , swallowed up by the ...
Pagina 97
... watched him through her half - closed eyes . He gave a a quick glance towards the bed , and then advanced to the cot which stood at the foot of it . She watched him draw back the coverlet and stoop over his son . expression of mystic ...
... watched him through her half - closed eyes . He gave a a quick glance towards the bed , and then advanced to the cot which stood at the foot of it . She watched him draw back the coverlet and stoop over his son . expression of mystic ...
Pagina 193
... watched the ship gather together like an animal shaking itself , and glide into the wind , which filled the sails gently , and then tore and strained at them in an ecstasy of strength . From shadow to light she darted until she was ...
... watched the ship gather together like an animal shaking itself , and glide into the wind , which filled the sails gently , and then tore and strained at them in an ecstasy of strength . From shadow to light she darted until she was ...
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