No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 84
... hair , and swirling her apron about her in white billows . The barn of the Glenlee Manse was of large dimensions . The rafters were almost black with age and smoke , the floor was strewn with chaff ; in the middle was a large sunk ...
... hair , and swirling her apron about her in white billows . The barn of the Glenlee Manse was of large dimensions . The rafters were almost black with age and smoke , the floor was strewn with chaff ; in the middle was a large sunk ...
Pagina 130
... hair was gathered neatly into a roll at the back of her head . thought curls unsuitable , so after her marriage she had pushed them back , so that now they had grown to the same length as the rest of her hair and could be more easily ...
... hair was gathered neatly into a roll at the back of her head . thought curls unsuitable , so after her marriage she had pushed them back , so that now they had grown to the same length as the rest of her hair and could be more easily ...
Pagina 137
... hair was long , almost touching his shoulders , and he wore an old - fashioned coat with large brass buttons as big as pennies . His eyes were the most striking thing about him . They were long and narrow , and slanted downwards at the ...
... hair was long , almost touching his shoulders , and he wore an old - fashioned coat with large brass buttons as big as pennies . His eyes were the most striking thing about him . They were long and narrow , and slanted downwards at the ...
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