Romance: A Novel

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McClure, Phillips & Company, 1903 - 428 pages
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Page 125 - he would die of grief. The general effect of the place was of vitality exhausted, of a body calcined, of romance turned into stone. The still air, the hot sunshine, the white beach curving around the deserted sheet of water, the
Page 120 - I would like best to see you marry my cousin. Once before a woman of our race had married an Englishman. She had been happy. English things last forever—English peace, English power, English fidelity. It is a country of much serenity, of order,
Page 4 - Then for the first time I saw Seraphina, looking over her father's shoulder. I remember her face of that day; her eyes were gray—the gray of black, not of blue. For a moment they looked me straight in the face, reflectively, unconcerned, and then
Page 365 - WHY have I been brought here, your worships?" I asked, with a great deal of firmness. There were two figures in black, the one beside, the other behind a large black table. I was placed in front of them, between two soldiers, in the
Page 118 - king, had fought against the French, had a price put upon his head by a special proclamation. He had known passion, power, war, exile, and love. He had been thanked by his returned king,
Page 173 - their long knives. They came in a disorderly, shouting mob along the beach, intending this not for an attack, but as a simple demonstration. The sight of the open gate struck them with wonder. The bishop's coach
Page 118 - et armis, a nun from a convent, incurring the enmity of the Church and the displeasure of his sovereign. He had sacrificed all his fortune in Europe to the service of
Page 359 - of my hair was concealed by the handkerchief bound under my hat; my footsteps echoed loudly under the vault, and I penetrated into the heart of the city. And directly, it seemed to me, I had stepped back three hundred years. I had never seen anything so old; this was the abandoned inheritance of an adventurous race, that seemed to have thrown all its might, all its
Page 414 - Who is it that refuses to drink a glass of brandy?' He asked me what countryman I was, and if I was an American." There were two others from the unfortunate

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