Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"That's it!" exclaimed Mr Lawrence. "Again and again, madam, whilst her timbers held." Here farms, hemmed in by rude rail-fences, looked up from valley and hillside. Occasionally a house of greater pretensions than its fellows, and built of unplaned lumber, gleamed in the morning sunlight in gay contrast to the dun-colored log ones. But the eternal forest, the primitive offering of earth's first substance, obtruded even here, and the rider's face set in a frown as he surveyed the vista before him..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
The girl was about twenty years of age, tall and straight, with dark hair and darker eyes, with a mouth veritably like Cupid's bow, and a figure matchless in contour. With her rich southern coloring and passionate temperament--she was of Irish blood on the paternal side--Miss Dallas looked more like an Andalusian lady than a native of the English-speaking race. She had all the sensuous loveliness of a Creole woman; and bloomed like a rich tropical flower with poison in its perfume amid the English briar roses of Surrey maidenhood.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
"Dido--the negress, of Mrs. Dallas!"
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
CHAPTER VI THE RUSE THAT FAILED He smiled now as he noted Billy's quick look of apprehension. Billy moved towards the door. "I'd best be gettin' home," he said, "I'm awful wet." "Well, that's my place," answered Stanhope. "How am I navigating, Billy?".
298 people found this
review helpful