The Honour of the Army and Other StoriesChatto & Windus, 1901 - 304 páginas |
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Página 71 - I pictured her in the provinces beloved, petted, and very happy. She had grown handsomer, and she was the mother of three boys and two girls. It was all right. I had behaved like an honest man in dying, and I would not commit the cruel folly of coming to life again. Since then I have travelled a good deal. I have been a little bit everywhere. I am an ordinary man who has toiled and eaten like anybody else. Death no longer frightens me, but it does not seem to care for me now that I have no motive...
Página 302 - The girl stood up too, and she was so close to me that I could feel her breath on my face.
Página 263 - And the spree was perfect — such a spree as had never been seen before, and would never be seen again.
Página 159 - He sat down by her side, and put his arm round her waist for the first time in his life . ' Don't,' he said, as she instinctively recoiled from him ;
Página 248 - ... Grandport such cargoes of liquor and fine wines. Little by little the day faded and the people were withdrawn into shadow. But La Queue remained absorbed, tormented by an idea which he no longer expressed. He stopped, he listened a last time to Delphin, whom they were carrying along, and who was repeating in his sing-song voice: "Little casks — little casks — little casks — if you want some, there are more!