 | Washington Irving - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...but seemed gathered up in the gloom, like some gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...he demanded in stammering accents — " Who are you ?" He received no reply. He repeated, his demand in a still more agitated voice. — Still there was... | |
 | 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 870
...some gigantic mon* t- ster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted peda» gogue rose upon his head with terror. What was to be done ? To turn and • -Ay was now too late ; and besides, what chance was there of escaping ghost f <yr goblin, if such... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...and mysterious something, which rises up suddenly before him, as it were to intercept his passage. ' The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...courage, he demanded in stammering accents " Who are you ?" He received no reply. He repeated his demand in a still more agitated voice. Still there was no... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, Sir William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero Baron Ernle, George Walter Prothero - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 612
...and mysterious something, which rises up suddenly before him, as it were to intercept his passage. ' The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...done? To turn and fly was now too late; and besides, besides, what chance was there of escaping ghost or goblin, if such it was, which could ride upon the... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 366
...but seemed gathered up in the gloom, like some gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...was to be done ? To turn and fly was now too late j and besides, what chance was there of escaping ghost or goblin, if such it was, which could ride... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...but seemed gathered up in the gloom, like some gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...he demanded in stammering accents — " Who are you ?" He received no reply. He repeated his demand in a still more agitated voice. — Still there was... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 804
...but seemed gathered up in the gloom, like some gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...demanded in stammering accents — « Who are you?» He received no reply. He repeated his demand in a still more agitated voice. Still there was no answer.... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...but seemed gathered up in the gloom, like some gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his...he demanded in stammering accents — " Who are you ?" He received no reply. He repeated his demand in a still more agitated voice. Still there was no... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 284
...not, but seemed gathered up in gloom, like some gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his head with terror. What was to be done 1 To turn and lly was now too late ; and besides, what chance was there oi' escaping ghost or goblin,... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 274
...gigantic monster ready to spring upon the traveller. The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upou his head with terror. What was to be done ? To turn...escaping ghost or goblin, if such it was, which could nde upon the wings of the wind ? Summoning up, therefore, a show of courage, he demanded in stammering... | |
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The hair of the affrighted pedagogue rose upon his head with terror. What was to be done? To turn and fly was now too late; and besides, what chance was there of escaping ghost or goblin, if such it was, which could ride upon the wings of the wind? Summoning... 
