 | 1840 - 576 Seiten
...throbbing heart. 1 believe if it had not been for the thoughts of my little wife, in her lonely log house, I should have given back to the man his hundred dollars,...I am convinced, more like a culprit than the rogue 1 was to defend. rose embarrassed and dismayed, and stammered in opening my cause. I went on from bad... | |
 | 1840 - 566 Seiten
...of coffee formed my repast. It was time to go to court, and 1 went there with a throbbing heart. 1 believe if it had not been for the thoughts of my little wife, in her lonely log house, I should have given back to the man his hundred dollars, ana relinquished the cause. I took... | |
 | 1840 - 560 Seiten
...of coffee formed my repast. It was time to go to court, and 1 went there with a throbbing heart. 1 believe if it had not been for the thoughts of my little wife, in her lonely log house, I should have given back to the man his hundred dollars, and relinquished the cause. I took... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1863 - 396 Seiten
...the fever heat that raged within. I returned to breakfast, but could not eat. A single cup of coffee formed my repast. It was time to go to court, and...more like a culprit than the rogue I was to defend. 4' When the time came for me to speak, my heart died within me. I rose embarrassed and dismayed, and... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1864 - 398 Seiten
...the fever heat that raged within. I returned to breakfast, but could not eat. A single cup of coffee formed my repast. It was time to go to court, and...more like a culprit than the rogue I was to defend. " Wlien the time came for me to speak, my heart died within me. I rose embarrassed and dismayed, and... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1883 - 358 Seiten
...the fever heat that raged within. I returned to breakfast, but could not eat. A single cup of coffee formed my repast. It was time to go to court, and...for the thoughts of my little wife, in her lonely log house, I should have given back to the man his hundred dollars, and relinquished the cause. I took... | |
 | Lucius P. Little - 1887 - 678 Seiten
...the fever-heat that raged within. I returned to breakfast, but could not eat. A single cup of coffee formed my repast. It was time to go to court, and...I took my seat, looking, I am convinced, more like the culprit than the rogue I was to defend. " When time came for me to speak, my heart died within... | |
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... striving to collect my thoughts, and tranquillize my feelings. It was a bright morning; the air was pure and frosty. I bathed my forehead and my hands in a beautiful running stream; but I could not allay the fever heat that raged within. I returned... 