The MalefactorLittle, Brown,, 1907 - 304 pages |
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Page 290 - But, Willie ..." Jane protested, knowing perfectly well that Tembi must go to prison. It was then not eight o'clock. Til have my gun beside the bed,' planned Willie. 'He stole a gun, didn't he, from the farm over the river? He might be dangerous.' Willie's blue eyes were alight; he was walking up and down the room, his hands in his pockets, alert and excited: he seemed to be enjoying the idea of capturing Tembi, and because of this Jane felt herself go cold against him. It was at this moment that...
Page 201 - God guard you, Kristin, my child, so that we may find each other again on yonder day, all we who were friends in life — and every human soul. — Christ and Mary Virgin and St. Olav and St. Thomas will keep you all your days.
Page 221 - Certainly a man has a right to do what he likes with his own, but then every man who does so must make up his mind to certain little penalties.
Page 13 - I do for you as a friend, if you will allow me to call you so ? " Wingrave turned slightly in his chair.
Page 200 - What can I do for you ? What do you want me to be ? Are you as cold as a stone ? Have you no heart — no heart even for friendship ! "