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الصفحة 113
... Georgiana , " said he , “ has it never occurred to you that the mark on your cheek might be removed ? " " No , indeed , " said she , smiling ; but perceiving the seriousness of his manner , she blushed deeply . " To tell you the truth ...
... Georgiana , " said he , “ has it never occurred to you that the mark on your cheek might be removed ? " " No , indeed , " said she , smiling ; but perceiving the seriousness of his manner , she blushed deeply . " To tell you the truth ...
الصفحة 114
... Georgiana's lovers were wont to say that some fairy at her birth hour had laid her tiny hand upon the infant's cheek , and left this impress there in token of the magic endowments that were to give her such sway over all hearts . Many a ...
... Georgiana's lovers were wont to say that some fairy at her birth hour had laid her tiny hand upon the infant's cheek , and left this impress there in token of the magic endowments that were to give her such sway over all hearts . Many a ...
الصفحة 115
... Georgiana's beauty , whether of soul or sense , had given him delight . At all the seasons which should have been their happi- est , he invariably and without intending it , nay , in spite of a purpose to the contrary , reverted to this ...
... Georgiana's beauty , whether of soul or sense , had given him delight . At all the seasons which should have been their happi- est , he invariably and without intending it , nay , in spite of a purpose to the contrary , reverted to this ...
الصفحة 116
... Georgiana , hastily ; for she dreaded lest a gush of tears should in- terrupt what she had to say . " A terrible dream ! I wonder that you can forget it . Is it possible to forget this one expression ? —'It is in her heart now ; we must ...
... Georgiana , hastily ; for she dreaded lest a gush of tears should in- terrupt what she had to say . " A terrible dream ! I wonder that you can forget it . Is it possible to forget this one expression ? —'It is in her heart now ; we must ...
الصفحة 117
... Georgiana , I have spent much thought upon the subject , " hastily interrupted Aylmer . " I am con- vinced of the perfect practicability of its removal . " " If there be the remotest possibility of it , " continued Georgiana , " let the ...
... Georgiana , I have spent much thought upon the subject , " hastily interrupted Aylmer . " I am con- vinced of the perfect practicability of its removal . " " If there be the remotest possibility of it , " continued Georgiana , " let the ...
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الصفحة 231 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
الصفحة 1 - ... about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory. At the foot of these fairy mountains...
الصفحة 16 - He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name. "God knows...
الصفحة 91 - is a desperate man and a man of nerve. His hotel, too, is not without attendants devoted to his interests. Had I made the wild attempt you suggest I might never have left the Ministerial presence alive. The good people of Paris might have heard of me no more. But I had an object apart from these considerations.
الصفحة xii - A skilful literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, he has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents; but having conceived, with deliberate care, a certain unique or single effect to be wrought out, he then invents such incidents — he then combines such events that may best aid him in establishing this preconceived effect.
الصفحة 8 - On nearer approach he was still more surprised at the singularity of the stranger's appearance. He was a short square-built old fellow, with thick bushy hair, and a grizzled beard.
الصفحة 76 - That, of course; and when we had absolutely completed every particle of the furniture in this way, then we examined the house itself. We divided its entire surface into compartments, which we numbered, so that none might be missed; then we scrutinized each individual square inch throughout the premises, including the two houses immediately adjoining, with the microscope, as before.
الصفحة 39 - Did you say it was a dead limb, Jupiter?" cried Legrand in a quivering voice. "Yes, massa; him dead as de door-nail; done up for sartain ; done departed dis here life." "What in the name of heaven shall I do?
الصفحة 135 - ... town of all improper persons. This was done permanently in regard of two men who were then hanging from the boughs of a sycamore in the gulch, and temporarily in the banishment of certain other objectionable characters. I regret to say that some of these were ladies. It is but due to the sex, however, to state that their impropriety was professional, and it was only in such easily established standards of evil that Poker Flat ventured to sit in judgment.
الصفحة 179 - ... was exceedingly faint, and showed dimly on the threshold of the shop. And yet, in that strip of doubtful brightness, did there not hang wavering a shadow? Suddenly, from the street outside, a very jovial gentleman began to beat with a staff on the shop-door, accompanying his blows with shouts and railleries in which the dealer was continually called upon by name. Markheim, smitten into ice, glanced at the dead man. But no ! he lay quite still ; he was fled away far beyond earshot of these blows...