This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ... in conventional words and on a public staircase like that? Then, again, he was a poor hand at expressing his thoughts, though it is true that words count for little where there is true passion. As it was he did not say a word of all the speeches that he had prepared. He even forgot all about the ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ... in conventional words and on a public staircase like that? Then, again, he was a poor hand at expressing his thoughts, though it is true that words count for little where there is true passion. As it was he did not say a word of all the speeches that he had prepared. He even forgot all about the anonymous letter and having come to ask for his promise back again, and ended up by engaging himself with her ten times more deeply. As for his father, he would go and send him a long telegram explaining everything, and although the reply would make no difference to his feeling he would bring it to her at the same time. Oh, not here--that would never do! she said quickly. Why, if I was to see you here two days running, everybody would be talking about it. They re such gossips here, you know. For instance, just now one of the superintendents went by, and from the way he looked at those white gloves of yours I know that the whole office will be talking about them. Well, but I could wait for you when you come out. Oh no, that would be worse still! No; give the reply to the doorkeeper, and if you tell him he will bring it up to the dressing-room and it will be put in my bag. The loud ringing of a bell here announced the end of the ten minutes interval which, according to the rules, is allowed every hour to the lady telegraphists, and as a little hand was held out to him from a white-cuffed black sleeve, he asked timidly-- When shall we see each other again? Dina thought for a moment, and, raising her blue eyes to his, said-- You know that Marc javel has invited me on Monday evening. Aren t you going to the ball? Claudius looked rather sour at this....
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First Edition. Hardback. 8vo. pp 296. Original publisher's blue cloth, lettered gilt on spine and on front cover. Adapted by Levin Carnac. Neat name and blind stamp on front endpaper; with slightly browned. Sound, clean handsome, very good copy; slight rubbing at hinge and corners.
