...see, am unhurt." " I can scarcely think it possible even yet, Edmond," she replied. " When I think on that awful fall it makes my heart still beat," and she closed her eyes for a moment, with a shudder. Morton gazed at her as she sat with the long black lashes resting on the soft pale...

...can . scarcely think it possible, even yet, Edmond," she replied, leaving him the fair «mall hand in his. "When I think of that awful fall, it makes...black lashes resting on the soft pale cheek ; for she had not yet recovered her color ; but when she opened her eyes again, and they met that warm yet tender...

...see, am unhurt." " I can scarcely think it possible even yet, Edmond," she replied. " When I think on that awful fall it makes my heart still beat," and she closed her eyes for a moment, with a shudder. Morton gazed at her as she sat with the long black lashes resting on the soft pale...

...Bernard ? Where are its temples ? Where are its worshippers ? Who is its Hierophant ? " "Jesus Christ." She closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out some painful vision evoked by his words. " Sir, do you recollect the reply of Laplace, when Napoleon...

...Bernard ? Where are its temples ? Where are its worshippers ? Who is its Hierophant ?" " Jesus Christ." She closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out some painful vision evoked by his words. " Sir, do you recollect the reply of Laplace, when Napoleon...

...severe pain. " I will go to him," she said, in a perfectly unmoved voice, and when the servant had gone, she closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out what was immediately around her. In truth, she needed all the strength that lay in her nature, to give...

...Bernard? Where are its temples? Where are its worshippers? Who is its Hiero« phant?" "Jesus Christ." She closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out some painful vision evoked by his words. " Sir, do you recollect the reply of Laplace, when Napoleon...

...pronounced finally. "The method by which the information was obtained — but we will not speak of that !" she closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out an unlovely vision. "Miss Ross is peculiar: there is no gainsaying that. She has always gone her own...

...Litta shook her head. The tears were trickling down her cheeks. "It isn't only that," she murmured, and she closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out the brief vision her father's words had evoked of Gabrielle faced with that disappointment, her nerves...