No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 74
... moved slowly down the ribbon of road , like flies on some patterned cloth . The wind was like a ragged - edged knife , tor- turing the men in their black suits and scatter- ing the women , who stood in suffering clumps , to the shelter ...
... moved slowly down the ribbon of road , like flies on some patterned cloth . The wind was like a ragged - edged knife , tor- turing the men in their black suits and scatter- ing the women , who stood in suffering clumps , to the shelter ...
Pagina 90
... 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 eagerly , and the theatrical resonance came back to his voice once more . " They shall know the ...
... 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 eagerly , and the theatrical resonance came back to his voice once more . " They shall know the ...
Pagina 274
... moved . The sharp attack of hail on the windows could be heard above the roar of the wind . At the end of February Hamish was called to Edinburgh to preach before a congregation . There were three candidates for a vacant par- ish there ...
... moved . The sharp attack of hail on the windows could be heard above the roar of the wind . At the end of February Hamish was called to Edinburgh to preach before a congregation . There were three candidates for a vacant par- ish there ...
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