The doctor's dilemma. By Hesba Stretton, Volumen1

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Página 155 - ... men must work, and women must weep, Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning. Three corpses lay out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come back to the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep — And good-bye to the bar and its moaning.
Página 203 - You are my son," he answered; "and religion itself teaches us that the sins of the fathers are visited on the children.
Página 161 - Give you up to them!" I repeated bitterly. "Am I a Judas?" But she could not talk to me any more. She was trembling like an aspen leaf, and her breath came sobbingly. All I could do was to take her home, blaming myself for my cursed folly. Captain Carey and Tardif met us at the farmyard gate, but Olivia could not speak to them; and we passed them in silence, challenged by their inquisitive looks. She could only bid me good-bye in a tremulous voice; and I watched her go on into her own little . room,...
Página 161 - I watched her go on into her own little room, and close the door. That was the last I should see of her before my marriage. Tardif walked with us to the top of the cliff, and made me a formal congratulatory speech before quitting us. When he was gone, Captain Carey stood still until he was quite out of hearing, and then stretched out his hand towards the thatched roof, yellow with stonecrop and lichens. "This is a serious business, Martin...
Página 152 - Any day you like, my boy," he answered; "your days of liberty are growing few and short now, eh? I've never had a chance of trying it myself, Martin, but they are nervous times, I should think. Cruising in doubtful channels, eh? with uncertain breezes? How does Julia keep up?" "I can spare to-morrow," I replied, ignoring his remarks; "on Saturday I shall cross over to England to see Jack Senior.
Página 29 - ... might live as peacefully and safely as any fugitive had ever lived. For a little while I sat looking out at the wild and beautiful scene before me, which no words can tell and no fancy picture to those who have never seen it. The white foam of the waves was so near, that I could see the rainbow colours playing through the bubbles as the sun shone on them. Below the clear water lay a girdle of sunken rocks, pointed as needles, and with edges as sharp as swords, around which the waves fretted ceaselessly,...
Página 307 - Yes," I answered more curtly than courteously. "You are looking rather low," she said triumphantly — "rather blue, I might say. Is there anything the matter with you ? Your face is as long as a fiddle. Perhaps it is the sea that makes you melancholy." " Not at all," I answered, trying to speak briskly ; "I am an old sailor.
Página 153 - I will just run across and speak to her, and then follow you to the farm." " Ah ! " he exclaimed, " there is a lovely view from that spot. I recollect it well. I will go with you, Martin. There will be time enough to see Tardif.
Página 157 - I knew he was excessively proud of his farm, which consisted of about four or five acres. He caught at the words with alacrity, and led the way towards his house with tremendous strides. There was no means of evading a tour of inspection, though Captain Carey appeared to follow him 'reluctantly.
Página 148 - ... yet I felt angry with him and myself. "What do you say about my mother and Julia, sir?" I asked. He chuckled again cynically, examining with care a spot on the palm of one of his gloves. "Ha! ha! my son" — I hated to hear him say "my son" — "I will answer you in the words of another wise man: 'Most virtuous women, like hidden treasures, are secure because nobody seeks after them.

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