No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
Dall'interno del libro
Risultati 1-3 di 39
Pagina 122
... things at my feet . " He paused for a moment . " Now , I've been looking at that- " he waved the basket vaguely towards the hills of the Islands and the flaring yellow of the sky behind them , " and so I never saw you , who were just ...
... things at my feet . " He paused for a moment . " Now , I've been looking at that- " he waved the basket vaguely towards the hills of the Islands and the flaring yellow of the sky behind them , " and so I never saw you , who were just ...
Pagina 245
... thing lifeless in his arms , but he did not allow such things to trouble him long . All day long he had been busy assisting in the vaccination of the people , persuading them , and explaining away their superstitious dread . He had ...
... thing lifeless in his arms , but he did not allow such things to trouble him long . All day long he had been busy assisting in the vaccination of the people , persuading them , and explaining away their superstitious dread . He had ...
Pagina 260
... things materially : the Poor Fund , the organized Session of Elders , the vac- cination of the people , the presentation of Bibles , and now the new causeway , which would be of much use to them . All these things had been instituted by ...
... things materially : the Poor Fund , the organized Session of Elders , the vac- cination of the people , the presentation of Bibles , and now the new causeway , which would be of much use to them . All these things had been instituted by ...
Altre edizioni - Visualizza tutto
Parole e frasi comuni
Alex Allison sat Andrew Simon baby beautiful Bella Ben Buie beneath beside blue boat Book of Job brain Buie candle canna cheeks child clouds cold Coolins corner creeping crofters crofts damp dark dear door drew eager Edinburgh face fear feel feet felt fichu filled fingers fire Gaelic gazed gently glance gleaming glen Glenlee gloaming gray eyes hair Hamish hand head headland heard Highland hills hurried Jean knew light looked Lord lowland Scot Mama Manse McLellan McLellan's mind minister mish mist moved ness never night once palette knife Papa parlor peat Quatre Bras quietly Renfrewshire road rose round rowlocks seaweed seemed shadow shone shoulder side silence sleep slowly smiled snow soft softly sound spirit spoke stairs stirred stood strange stretched suddenly tears things thought tiny turned voice weary wind window