For Love of a Bedouin Maid

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Rand, McNally & Company, 1897 - English fiction - 421 pages
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Page 357 - ... uttered these fatal words : 'Josephine! my dear Josephine ! You know how I have loved you ! . . . To you, to you alone, I owe the only moments of happiness I have tasted in this world. But, Josephine, my destiny is not to be controlled by my will. My dearest affections must yield to the interests of France,' — ' Say no more,' I exclaimed, ' I understand you ; I expected this, but the blow is not the less mortal.
Page 96 - Coligny was not the man to let the grass grow under his feet, after such an appeal in behalf of the principal place in his government.
Page 327 - A presentiment of death clouded his spirit as he neared the foe ; and one of the first things he did, after giving the signal of approach, was to write in his diary a short prayer. In two columns — the one led by Nelson in the Victory, the other by Collingwood in the Royal Sovereign...
Page 87 - He would have cried out but could not, his tongue clave to the roof of his mouth. He would have run away but could not stir a limb.
Page 263 - The folding doors at the end of the room were opened and an usher announced :
Page 325 - The world seemed to be whirling around and around as he went to sleep. How long he slept he did not know, but it was dark when he finally woke.
Page 45 - ... fell asleep. How long he had slept he did not know ; but when he awoke...
Page 180 - She threw her arms about his neck and clung to him with desperation, almost devouring him with kisses. "Oh! Henri," she sobbed, "I would you were not leaving me, my husband.
Page 212 - The lad's account of who they were and how they came to be where they were found was but a skeleton of the truth.
Page 226 - She bids me say that it will give her great pleasure to see you, whenever you can spare the time to come to her. When I left the house she was resting after her journey.

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