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 Wysłany: Wto 2:49, 15 Mar 2011 Temat postu: mbt maliza|On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published |
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t the age of one-and-sixty, he was urged on and on like the Jew
Ahasuerus--or, in the phrase of the islanders themselves, like a blind
ram.
The Goddess, an abstraction to the general,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], was a fairly real personage
to Pierston. He had watched the marble images of her which stood in
his working-room, under all changes of light and shade in the
brightening of morning, in the blackening of eve, in moonlight, in
lamplight. Every line and curve of her body none, naturally, knew
better than he; and, though not a belief,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it was, as has been stated, a
formula, a superstition, that the three Avices were inter-penetrated
with her essence.
'And the next Avice--your daughter,' he said stumblingly; 'she is, you
say, a governess at the castle opposite?'
Mrs. Pierston reaffirmed the fact, adding that the girl often slept at
home because she, her mother, was so lonely. She often thought she
would like to keep her daughter at home altogether.
'She plays that instrument, I suppose?' said Pierston,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], regarding the
piano.
'Yes, she plays beautifully; she had the best instruction that masters
could give her. She was educated at Sandbourne.'
'Which room does she call hers when at home?' he asked curiously.
'The little one over this.'
It had been his own. 'Syilai：
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