No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 51
... silence came surging back , and she sat once more , listening as though her ear- drums would burst . Still Hamish did not come . A stone rattled down the bank onto the shore and she felt in her overtired mind as though something had ...
... silence came surging back , and she sat once more , listening as though her ear- drums would burst . Still Hamish did not come . A stone rattled down the bank onto the shore and she felt in her overtired mind as though something had ...
Pagina 71
Janet Beith. The loneliness and the silence of the glen filled Allison with a nameless fear , and yet the silence was ever filled with sound , indescribable sound , the quintessence of wind and rushing water and the rhythm of the sea ...
Janet Beith. The loneliness and the silence of the glen filled Allison with a nameless fear , and yet the silence was ever filled with sound , indescribable sound , the quintessence of wind and rushing water and the rhythm of the sea ...
Pagina 248
... silence for a few moments while she stared at him . " I cannot think , Allison , what has come over you lately , " he said in a deep ministerial voice . " You know that it is not my wish that the chil- dren should romp about in the ...
... silence for a few moments while she stared at him . " I cannot think , Allison , what has come over you lately , " he said in a deep ministerial voice . " You know that it is not my wish that the chil- dren should romp about in the ...
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