Scribner's Magazine, 4 tomasEdward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan Charles Scribners Sons, 1888 |
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Few , however , beyond the narrow limits of his household , ever heard the voice of Maestro Ambrogio . His one servant , an old peasant woman from the mountains of the Mugello , stood between him and all the cares and worries of the ...
Few , however , beyond the narrow limits of his household , ever heard the voice of Maestro Ambrogio . His one servant , an old peasant woman from the mountains of the Mugello , stood between him and all the cares and worries of the ...
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She heard him stirring in the night ; he left his room , his step died away upon the stairs . She followed , but not softly enough , for at the garden door , in the dark , she found him waiting . She felt his hand upon her wrist ...
She heard him stirring in the night ; he left his room , his step died away upon the stairs . She followed , but not softly enough , for at the garden door , in the dark , she found him waiting . She felt his hand upon her wrist ...
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But the master of the house only sighed when he heard this , and his step grew heavier and more uncertain , as though a leaden clog were dragging at his heels . What weight of sorrow thus depressed him ? Old Modesta knew him too well ...
But the master of the house only sighed when he heard this , and his step grew heavier and more uncertain , as though a leaden clog were dragging at his heels . What weight of sorrow thus depressed him ? Old Modesta knew him too well ...
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Nothing , " he answered . " Nothing . " The tears were in her eyes . " Oh , my poor master ! " she sighed , mournfully . But he brushed by her , and was gone again , muttering to himself . " My wife ! " she heard him say .
Nothing , " he answered . " Nothing . " The tears were in her eyes . " Oh , my poor master ! " she sighed , mournfully . But he brushed by her , and was gone again , muttering to himself . " My wife ! " she heard him say .
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I neither saw him nor heard of him . I didn't see the end of his nose ! " Selina continued , still with her wiser , tolerant brightness , looking straight into her sister's eyes . Her own were clear and lovely , and she was but little ...
I neither saw him nor heard of him . I didn't see the end of his nose ! " Selina continued , still with her wiser , tolerant brightness , looking straight into her sister's eyes . Her own were clear and lovely , and she was but little ...
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Bibliografinė informacija
| Pavadinimas | Scribner's Magazine, 4 tomas |
| Redaktoriai | Edward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan |
| Leidėjas | Charles Scribners Sons, 1888 |
| Originalas iš | Harvardo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 13 kovo 2007 |
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