Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
One hand is resting lightly with a faintly theatrical touch upon the head of the lean greyhound, the other is raised to her forehead as though to shield her eyes from the bright sun. "Ah," replied the man, "I have come to you for help. Pity me. Because of what that girl said to me, I am looking for the Sun. I wish to ask him for her." So thinks Mona, and goes steadily on to the library, dreading nothing, and inexpressibly cheered by the thought that gloom at least does not await her there..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"Alone," said Maurice, significantly.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
"Only one thing to do," reasoned Billy, "take what we want an' let the rest go."
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
and light breaks through shutter and curtain, and objects pale and ghostly at first soon grow large and intimate. Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh. To the old women Kŭt-o-yĭs´ then said, "Now, grandmothers, where are there any more people? I want to travel about and see them." His tone is full of sadness and longing, and something akin to fear. He has been much in the world, and has seen many of its evil ways, and this is the result of his knowledge. As he gazes on and wonders at her marvellous beauty, for an instant (a most unworthy instant) he distrusts her. Yet surely never was more groundless doubt sustained, as one might know to look upon her eyes and mouth, for in the one lies honest love, and in the other firmness..
298 people found this
review helpful