Remaining a StrangerHeinemann, 1953 - 216 pages |
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... cried the vicar , delighted . " I am not that squeamish you know , Mr. Ritchie . ” " No ? I'm glad to hear it . Mr. Wrottesley , your health ! " Guy drained his glass and took up the tale again . " Well , I broke the glass . It just ...
... cried the vicar , delighted . " I am not that squeamish you know , Mr. Ritchie . ” " No ? I'm glad to hear it . Mr. Wrottesley , your health ! " Guy drained his glass and took up the tale again . " Well , I broke the glass . It just ...
Page 102
... cried Miss Shapiro , shaking herself as though aroused from a trance . “ What secrets am I divulging ? " " Alas , dear lady , none , " said Guy , with the artificial regret he knew appealed to Miss Shapiro . " Wicked , curious man ...
... cried Miss Shapiro , shaking herself as though aroused from a trance . “ What secrets am I divulging ? " " Alas , dear lady , none , " said Guy , with the artificial regret he knew appealed to Miss Shapiro . " Wicked , curious man ...
Page 111
... cried , man to man . " You're not going to leave me drinking alone ? " “ I don't care for it , " said Guy coldly and Felicia gazed at him wide - eyed . He realised too late that he had made himself conspicuous and that in a moment ...
... cried , man to man . " You're not going to leave me drinking alone ? " “ I don't care for it , " said Guy coldly and Felicia gazed at him wide - eyed . He realised too late that he had made himself conspicuous and that in a moment ...
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began believe Bridport brother Chalbury church cold conversation cottage course cried dark dear Felicia dear Mary dear sister delighted desire doctor door Dorset drink emotional eyes face feel Felicia looked Felicia Ritchie felt fête funeral gargoyles gate gazed glass Good-bye Greenwood Tree GUY RITCHIE Guy's hand happy head heart hope kind kissed knew light lime avenue Lincolnshire live London manor manor house marry Mary Mary's mind Miss Shapiro mother never night paused perhaps person pitch pine play pleasure pulled realised recognised remember round Samuel Butler seemed sherry side silent smiled sorry spiritual stay stone stone circle stranger suddenly suppose talk tell There's things told tonight took trees Twelfth Night umbrella uncle vicar village voice walked warm Weymouth whisky wish woman wonder words Wrottesley