Their Son: The NecklaceBoni and Liveright, 1919 - 186 pages |
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Page 10 - IT hardly takes more than a couple of years of married life to age a docile man; or at least — about the same thing — to fill him with those forward-looking ideas of caution, economy and peace that sow the seed of fear for the morrow, in quiet souls. One time Zureda was laid up a while with a bad cold. Getting better of this, the engineer on a momentous night spoke seriously to his wife concerning their future. His bronzed face lying on the whiteness of the pillows brought out the salience of...
Page 19 - ... his desire once more awoke. At dinner he dissimulated his observations of the young woman's bare arms. Strong and well-molded they were, those arms, and under the cloth of her sleeves rolled up above the elbow, the flesh swelled exuberantly. "Hm! You haven't combed your hair, today,
Page 48 - Tomas came running, and he and the other players succeeded in separating them. A crowd, attracted by the noise of the fight, gathered like magic. The tumult of these curiosity-seekers helped Amadeo hide his words as he and Manolo left the tavern. He said in his companion's ear: "I'll be waiting for you in front of San Antonio de la Florida.
Page 1 - The whole essence of his face, the soul of it — to speak so — was rooted in the taciturn energy of the space between his eyebrows. There you found the man, more than in the rough black mustache which cut across his face ; even more than in the thickness of his cheekbones, the squareness of his jaws, the hard solidity of his nose. His brow was somber as an...
Page 45 - ... always carried on his runs. After that he put on a flat cap, tied a muffler round his neck — for the evening was cold — and started to leave the house. In the emptiness of the hallway his heavy, determined footfalls, echoing, seemed to waken something deadly. A bit surprised, Rafaela asked: "Aren't you going to eat supper here?
Page 31 - Pedro laughed and gesticulated from the blackness of the tender, bidding her farewell. The young woman went back home, in tears. Manolo Berlanga had just got home. He had been drinking and was in the devil's own humor. "Well, what's up now?
Page 43 - It is better to go slow, to wait, to get information bit by bit and all by one's self. When he reached the station it was six o'clock. He met Pedro on the platform. "Which engine have we got to-day?
Page 45 - but I'm just going out to stretch my legs a little. I'll be right back." He kissed his wife and the boy, mentally taking a long farewell of them, and went out. In Senor Tomas' tavern he found Manolo Berlanga playing tute with several friends.
Page 46 - there'd be plenty more who would. How about that, Amadeo?" Zureda remained impassive. He gulped the wine at one swallow. Then he ordered a bottle for all hands. "Come on, now, I'll go you a game of mus
Page 23 - D'you know what I'm thinking?" "Tell me!" "Oh, I don't dare." "Why not?" "You might get mad at me.