No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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... hands , while he knelt beside her assisting and hindering her with his presence . She laid her smudged little hand upon his shoulder to assist herself to rise ; for a moment Hamish forgot the various purposes that had been surging ...
... hands , while he knelt beside her assisting and hindering her with his presence . She laid her smudged little hand upon his shoulder to assist herself to rise ; for a moment Hamish forgot the various purposes that had been surging ...
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... hand gently . Then , as he sat with his hand in hers she felt a change come over him . His hand moved rest- lessly , and looking up into his face she saw that the weariness had gone from his eyes . " What is a month ? " he exclaimed ...
... hand gently . Then , as he sat with his hand in hers she felt a change come over him . His hand moved rest- lessly , and looking up into his face she saw that the weariness had gone from his eyes . " What is a month ? " he exclaimed ...
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Janet Beith. ing his hand across his brow in his impatient manner . He was off his guard . He leaned for- ward ; his dark eyes seemed to search Hamish's face with a wild ... hand across his eyes again and re- turned NO SECOND SPRING 141.
Janet Beith. ing his hand across his brow in his impatient manner . He was off his guard . He leaned for- ward ; his dark eyes seemed to search Hamish's face with a wild ... hand across his eyes again and re- turned NO SECOND SPRING 141.
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