Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet |
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90. oldal
Where ' s Milly ? ” A fair woman , pretty , if a little passée , comes forward quickly ,
saying , with unfeigned pleasure , “ Oh , Guy ! how glad I am to see you ! " Then
follow a whole string of questions . Mrs . Vivian is not the least inclined to let him ...
Where ' s Milly ? ” A fair woman , pretty , if a little passée , comes forward quickly ,
saying , with unfeigned pleasure , “ Oh , Guy ! how glad I am to see you ! " Then
follow a whole string of questions . Mrs . Vivian is not the least inclined to let him ...
92. oldal
She impresses him , even at that first glance , not that she is beautiful , but there
is a nameless grace , a perfect ease , an elegance about her that instinctively
attract him . . “ Milly ! this is my old friend Guy Wentworth — you have often heard
me ...
She impresses him , even at that first glance , not that she is beautiful , but there
is a nameless grace , a perfect ease , an elegance about her that instinctively
attract him . . “ Milly ! this is my old friend Guy Wentworth — you have often heard
me ...
99. oldal
Milly , " interrupts Mrs . Vivian , “ we promised to be at Madame Chiffon ' s at half -
past two . " “ So we did . I will put on my bonnet , " Milly says , rising . “ Shall we
persuade your husband and Sir Guy to go with us , and give us the benefit of their
...
Milly , " interrupts Mrs . Vivian , “ we promised to be at Madame Chiffon ' s at half -
past two . " “ So we did . I will put on my bonnet , " Milly says , rising . “ Shall we
persuade your husband and Sir Guy to go with us , and give us the benefit of their
...
100. oldal
Good - bye , ” Milly says , smiling . Guy feels horribly disappointed that she has
not given him her hand at parting ; for the last ten minutes he has been won .
dering if she will . Half the sunshine seems to have fled from the room with her .
Good - bye , ” Milly says , smiling . Guy feels horribly disappointed that she has
not given him her hand at parting ; for the last ten minutes he has been won .
dering if she will . Half the sunshine seems to have fled from the room with her .
107. oldal
... Mrs . Scarlett is standing by the window with a good - looking young fellow ,
who is in the act of buttoning her glove . He does not desist upon the entrance of
a third person , nor does Milly draw away her hand — as indeed why should she
?
... Mrs . Scarlett is standing by the window with a good - looking young fellow ,
who is in the act of buttoning her glove . He does not desist upon the entrance of
a third person , nor does Milly draw away her hand — as indeed why should she
?
Mit mondanak mások - Írjon ismertetőt
Nem találtunk ismertetőket a szokott helyeken.
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
amused answers arms asked beautiful believe better blue bright called charming child comes course Craven cried dear dinner Dolores don't door dress English eyes face fancy feels fellow felt friends girl give glad glance gone half hand happy hate head hear heard heart hour kind knew lady laughs least leave live look Mademoiselle Marcelline marry mean meet Milly mind Monsieur morning nature never night once pain Paris passion perhaps picture poor poor little present pretty Rouen says Scarlett seems seen Sir Guy smiling sometimes speaking stand stay stop street suppose sure sweet talk tears tell thanks thing thought thousand took town turned Vivian voice walk wife wish woman women wonder young
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277. oldal - And over all old things and all things dear. She loves not you nor me as all we love her. Yea, though we sang as angels in her ear, She would not hear. Let us rise up and part; she will not know. Let us go seaward as the great winds go, Full of blown sand and foam; what help is...
178. oldal - Sweet is true love tho' given in vain, in vain ; And sweet is death who puts an end to pain : I know not which is sweeter, no, not I. " Love, art thou sweet ? then bitter death must be: Love, thou art bitter ; sweet is death to me. O Love, if death be sweeter, let me die.
10. oldal - I PLUCKED pink blossoms from mine apple tree And wore them all that evening in my hair : Then in due season when I went to see I found no apples there. With dangling basket all along the grass As I had come I went the selfsame track : My neighbours mocked me while they saw me pass So empty-handed back. Lilian and Lilias smiled in trudging by, Their heaped-up basket teazed me like a jeer ; Sweet-voiced...
285. oldal - Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse," It Is true, but his property nevertheless.
2. oldal - All nature is awake ; soft scent of flowers, sweet song of birds fill the air, not with the drowsy lulling languor of Summer time, but with the keen quickening vigour of awakening life and energy.