H. Holt, 1907 - 438 páginas
Excerpt: ...it to-morrow." He put on his coat and sat down beside her. "See here," said he, "you don't want me really to believe that that's where the trouble is?" "The trouble?" "Yes, Nancy, the trouble. Do you think I'm such a fool that I don't see it? It's been coming on a long time. I know you're not happy. You're not satisfied with things as they are. As they are, you know, there's a sort of incompleteness, something wanting, isn't there?" She sighed. "It's you who are putting it that way, not I." "Of course I'm putting it that way. How am I to put it any other way? Let me think now
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Página 195 - O LORD, who hast taught us that all our doings without charity are nothing worth ; Send thy Holy Ghost, and pour into our hearts that most excellent gift of charity, the very bond of peace and of all virtues, without which whosoever liveth is counted dead before thee : Grant this for thine only Son Jesus Christ's sake. Amen.
Página 380 - I don't know, Walter. We must do our best." "Yes, but what are we going to do? What are you going to do?
Página 50 - Lighten our darkness, we beseech Thee, O Lord ; and by Thy great mercy, defend us from all the perils and dangers of this night, lor the love of Thy only Son, our Saviour Jesus Christ.
Página 362 - That's why, Maggie, that's why. You'те been very sweet and very good to me. And that's why I must n't see you. That 's how you make it hard for me." Maggie sat down and put her elbows on the table and hid her face in her hands. " Will you give me some tea ?" he said abruptly. She rose. "It's all stewed. Ill make fresh.
Página 147 - Lift up your heads, O ye gates, And be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors; That the King of glory may come in.
Página 435 - A full-length study of the poetic temperament, framed in a varied and curiously interesting environment, and drawn with a firmness of hand that excites one's admiration.
Página 437 - This surprisingly outspoken volume . . . could have been written only by an extraordinarily able woman who knew the inside of Russian politics and also had actual experience in Japanese war hospitals."— Chicago Record-Herald.
Página 418 - When you're driven mad with thirst, you think of nothing else. And sometimes — not always — when you can't get clean water, you drink water that's — not so clean. Though you may be very particular. Walter was — morally — the most particular man I ever knew.
Página 436 - He is no more afraid to set down the little language of lovers and children and mothers than he is to deal with murder or suicide or ghosts. . . . These two novels of his seem to us to prove not only that the English novel is not dead, but that it is safe to develop on the lines laid down by the old masters.