The Truth about Tristrem Varick: A NovelBelford, Clarke, 1888 - 240 pages |
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50 cents Alphabet Jones asked Avenue beauty Bergamo better caught châlet Chimera cottage course daughter dead dine dinner door dream EDGAR SALTUS emollient Erastus Varick exclaimed eyes face fancy father fell felt fore girl gone Gramercy Park grandfather hand head heard heart hope hour knew knight-errant laughed leave lips listened loitered married matter Meggs Miss Raritan morning mother Munich Narragansett never night Norden once Orient Express Panama hat passed pict profes Rari reached Royal Weldon seated seemed to Tristrem servant smiled speech Sphinx stood street swered table d'hôte talking tell thing thought tion told trem Tris Tristrem answered Tristrem began Tristrem entered Tristrem found Tristrem looked Tristrem Varick turned Viola visited voice Wainwarings wanted window wish woman wonder word York young lady
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Page 137 - ... no such devise or bequest shall be valid in any will which shall not have been made and executed at least two months before the death of the testator.
Page 33 - ... would have befitted her features, which resembled those of the Cleopatra unearthed by Lieutenant Gorringe. Her eyes were not oval, but round, and they were amber as those of leopards, the yellow of living gold. The corners of her mouth drooped a little, and the mouth itself was rather large than small. When she laughed one could see her tongue ; it was like an inner cut of water-melon, and sometimes, when she was silent, the point of it caressed her under lip.
Page 115 - He turned his head ; behind him was a woman running, and who, as she ran, cast a shadow that was monstrous. In the glimpse that he caught of her he saw that she was bare of foot and that her breast was uncovered. Her skirt was tattered and her hair was loose. He turned again, the face was hideous. The eyes squinted, lustreless and opaque, the nose was squat, the chin retreated, the forehead was seamed with scars, and the mouth, that stretched to the ears, was extended with laughter. As she ran she...
Page 42 - Innspriick was. There was that Victoria Cross fellow ; whatever became of him ? He drank like a fish ; it must have caught him by this time. H'm, he would give me the address of his shoemaker. I ought to have taken more from that man in Paris. Odd that the Cenerentolawas the last thing I should have heard there.
Page 42 - Now, which was the more perfect, the voice or the girl ? Let me see, which is the better fulfilled, the odor of the lily or the lily itself? Tulips I never cared for. . . . That is it, then. I wonder, though Tristrem had reached the house in Waverley Place.
Page 116 - He wheeled like a rat surprised. There was a lateral exit, through which he fled, and presently he found himself in a corridor that seemed endless in extension.
Page 113 - There was no moon as yet, but the sky was brilliant with the lights of other worlds.
Page 72 - And with that he turned on his heel and disappeared into the smoking-room.