No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 270
... dead man - I am a dead man . " As he stood in the dark , stone - flagged hall of the Manse , he heard the thin note of the piano coming from the parlor , and then the soft rounded notes of Allison's voice . Music had always the power to ...
... dead man - I am a dead man . " As he stood in the dark , stone - flagged hall of the Manse , he heard the thin note of the piano coming from the parlor , and then the soft rounded notes of Allison's voice . Music had always the power to ...
Pagina 283
... dead too , David and Jean , they're both dead . " She seemed to be trying to per- suade herself into believing the unbelievable . Hamish gave her a bewildered , horrified look and began to climb slowly out of bed . She fol- lowed him ...
... dead too , David and Jean , they're both dead . " She seemed to be trying to per- suade herself into believing the unbelievable . Hamish gave her a bewildered , horrified look and began to climb slowly out of bed . She fol- lowed him ...
Pagina 284
... dead . " She touched the little cheek , and the coldness and immobility that met her there filled her with terror . She shrank from the child . This was not David , her child , but something hor- rible , overwhelmingly terrifying ...
... dead . " She touched the little cheek , and the coldness and immobility that met her there filled her with terror . She shrank from the child . This was not David , her child , but something hor- rible , overwhelmingly terrifying ...
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