By Celia's Arbour; A Tale of Portsmouth Town Volume 2

By Celia's Arbour; A Tale of Portsmouth Town Volume 2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 edition. Excerpt: ... actually exposed, in which case we call it Remorse. Borrowing that key for those few minutes, and setting the door of the safe open, was, as Mr. John Pontifex would have said, shaking his head and forefinger, a Wrong Thing, a thing to lament, as awful an event as his own profane language over the tough goose when in the full vigour and animal passion of his youth. And yet'--and yet--one could not but chuckle over the thought of Herr Riiumer's astonishment when he found the safe open and his victim free. There was too much to think about as we sat beneath the laburnum in that quiet garden. Behind the forms of Celia and Leonard, behind the orange blossoms and flowers, rose a gaunt and weird figure, with a look of hungry longing in its eyes, which were yet like the eyes of Wassielewski. It reached out long arms and great bony hands dripping with blood to seize me. And a mocking voice cried, "Revenge thy father! revenge thy father!" My brain reeled as thin shadows of things, real and unreal, flitted across my closed eyes. I awoke with a start. One o'clock. And just then we heard in the distance the crunch of slow steps over the gravel of the road. "Moses," Leonard whispered, springing into attention. The steps came nearer; they were a hundred yards off; they were on the other side of the hedge; they stopped at the garden wall. "Moses," whispered Leonard, again. It was Moses. And Moses in very bad temper. He swore aloud at the garden-gate because he could not at first find the handle. Then he swore aloud in general terms, then he swore at the people of the house because he would have to ring them up, and then he came in banging the door after him, and tramped heavily upon the more

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  • Paperback | 88 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 172g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236989783
  • 9781236989789