The Beckoning Hand and Other Stories - The Original Classic Edition
Nonfiction, Reference & Language, Reference, Fiction & Literature
| Author: | Allen Grant | ISBN: | 9781486412891 |
| Publisher: | Emereo Publishing | Publication: | October 24, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Emereo Publishing | Language: | English |
| Author: | Allen Grant |
| ISBN: | 9781486412891 |
| Publisher: | Emereo Publishing |
| Publication: | October 24, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Emereo Publishing |
| Language: | English |
This is a high quality book of the original classic edition.
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Enjoy this classic work. These few paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside:
For a second or so, as I looked, her eyes met mine with a defiant inquiry, and I was conscious that moment of some strange and weird fascination in her glance that seemed to draw me irresistibly towards her, at the same time that I hardly dared to fix my gaze steadily upon the piercing eyes that looked through and through me with their keen penetration.
...I had forgotten now all about my distrust of her: I had forgotten all about Irene and what I wished to say to her: I was conscious only of Césarines great dark eyes, looking through and through me with their piercing glance, and Césarines figure, tall and stately, but very voluptuous, standing close beside me, and heaving regularly as we looked at the orchids.
...She softened and melted immensely on nearer acquaintance; the Faustina air faded slowly away, when one saw her in her own home among her own occupations; and I came to look on her as a beautiful, simple, innocent girl, delighted with all our country pleasures, fond of a breezy canter on the slopes of Dartmoor, and taking an affectionate interest in the ducks and chickens, which I could hardly ever have conceived even as possible when I first saw her in Seymour Crescent.
...The very first day we arrived at Port-au-Prince, Césarine said to me, with more shyness than I had ever yet seen her exhibit, If you wouldnt mind it, Harry, I should like to go at once, this morning?and see my grandmother.
...I dont know what devil prompted me, for I seldom spoke to him, even when we were told off on duty together; but I said at last, after a moments pause, If you are engaged to be married, as I suppose you are from what you say, I wonder you could bear to come away on such a long business as this, when you couldnt get a word or a letter from the lady youre engaged to for a whole winter.
This is a high quality book of the original classic edition.
This is a freshly published edition of this culturally important work, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Enjoy this classic work. These few paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside:
For a second or so, as I looked, her eyes met mine with a defiant inquiry, and I was conscious that moment of some strange and weird fascination in her glance that seemed to draw me irresistibly towards her, at the same time that I hardly dared to fix my gaze steadily upon the piercing eyes that looked through and through me with their keen penetration.
...I had forgotten now all about my distrust of her: I had forgotten all about Irene and what I wished to say to her: I was conscious only of Césarines great dark eyes, looking through and through me with their piercing glance, and Césarines figure, tall and stately, but very voluptuous, standing close beside me, and heaving regularly as we looked at the orchids.
...She softened and melted immensely on nearer acquaintance; the Faustina air faded slowly away, when one saw her in her own home among her own occupations; and I came to look on her as a beautiful, simple, innocent girl, delighted with all our country pleasures, fond of a breezy canter on the slopes of Dartmoor, and taking an affectionate interest in the ducks and chickens, which I could hardly ever have conceived even as possible when I first saw her in Seymour Crescent.
...The very first day we arrived at Port-au-Prince, Césarine said to me, with more shyness than I had ever yet seen her exhibit, If you wouldnt mind it, Harry, I should like to go at once, this morning?and see my grandmother.
...I dont know what devil prompted me, for I seldom spoke to him, even when we were told off on duty together; but I said at last, after a moments pause, If you are engaged to be married, as I suppose you are from what you say, I wonder you could bear to come away on such a long business as this, when you couldnt get a word or a letter from the lady youre engaged to for a whole winter.
