No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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... voice harsh with anger . They heard him and paused in their struggle . He stood before them , his face white with fatigue , and a cold collected anger in his voice that crept , like a trickle of icy water , into the hot blurred brains ...
... voice harsh with anger . They heard him and paused in their struggle . He stood before them , his face white with fatigue , and a cold collected anger in his voice that crept , like a trickle of icy water , into the hot blurred brains ...
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... voice . " Allison's voice died into the silence . Then she closed the Bible and rose softly to her feet , her gown making a little rustling noise as it set- tled in new folds . She bade the woman good- night , gathered her cloak more ...
... voice . " Allison's voice died into the silence . Then she closed the Bible and rose softly to her feet , her gown making a little rustling noise as it set- tled in new folds . She bade the woman good- night , gathered her cloak more ...
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Janet Beith. of Hamish's beautiful voice , which seemed to express the silence rather than break it . He had not understood the import of the words themselves . Now there was a pause in the quiet deep music of the voice ; no doubt some ...
Janet Beith. of Hamish's beautiful voice , which seemed to express the silence rather than break it . He had not understood the import of the words themselves . Now there was a pause in the quiet deep music of the voice ; no doubt some ...
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