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Page 117 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Page 43 - ... her and put his arms around her. She drooped her head as if attentively listening to him, and as she did so he kissed her loudly on the throat without at all interrupting his remarks. In this action K. saw confirmed the tyranny which the student exercised over the woman, as she had complained, and he sprang to his feet and began to pace up and down the room. With occasional side-glances at the student he meditated how to get rid of him as quickly as possible, and so it was not unwelcome to him...
Page 5 - Oh, love for a year, a week, a day, But alas for the love that lasts alway...
Page 342 - I won't even let you out of this room!" He locked the door and put the key in his pocket.
Page 238 - Bellevite in her, the skipper retired from the standing-room of the boat to the cabin, where he locked the door, and put the key in his pocket.
Page 81 - Rawdon bent and kissed her, holding her in his arms as if he would never let her go...
Page 252 - I am very much obliged to you for what you have done," said Winifred, rousing herself with a wan little smile.
Page 267 - She had risen, and stood with one hand resting on the back of the chair, so calmly resolute and dignified that he felt abashed before her. " I will write," he said, seating himself at the table ; " and I should like you also to write and inform Mrs.