or eight months was inexplicable unless on the assumption that he was in love with me, - and yet in...
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like the idea of him going about alone. Then, to-morrow night, we would send him on to Tolosa by th...
"No doubt, Madame," I said, raising my eyes to the figure outside - "Americain, Catholique et genti...
talking about her son again. My interest turned into mere bitterness of contemptuous attention. For...
"Yes," she said, "it's pretty good. Upstairs and downstairs," she sighed. "God sees to it." "And b...
"John is fastidious, too," began Mrs. Blunt again. "Of course you wouldn't suppose anything vulgar ...
detachment of a man who does not want to hear. As a matter of fact, I don't suppose he could have h...
the Prado to me, with her cap and the little black silk apron on, and with that marked personality ...
CHAPTER I "Such a charming lady in a grey silk dress and a hand as white as snow. She looked at me...
on three separate occasions and every time I answered her as if I were writing to a queen. Amigo Ge...
full property by our Rita. And I wouldn't have done that if she hadn't spoken to me of my sister fi...
was very solidly built. Yet that morning I missed in the stillness that feeling of security and pea...
itself had sent him. In my distress I thought I could never sufficiently repay. . . Well, I have be...
"You may be sure, Madame Leonore," I interjected, noticing the hoarseness of my voice, "that you at...
Pretender with his big infectious laugh, it wasn't all that lot of politicians, archbishops, and ge...