The Cosmopolitan Volume 11, Nos. 1-6

The Cosmopolitan Volume 11, Nos. 1-6

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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. 1891 edition. Excerpt: it, the dear old life! I was so happj-; I didn't cough at all. I should get well then, I know I should. And I would love you so! I would love you so! And you would be a great actor, and everyone would know it. This is killing me! I have had three j'ears of it. I know I shall die! I know "She leaned her head against his knees, in a terrible fit of coughing. Farrance looked over her head at Jean, his eyes cold and hard. They seemed to be saying: "I owe this to you, Jean Carter. I thank you; I hope you are enjoying what you have done." But the next moment he had lifted his wife in his arms and had carried her and placed her in one of the fauteuils, pushing the other one forward, so that together they formed a kind of sofa. He pressed her head against him with one hand and took her two little uncovered feet in the other. "My darling! you will give yourself your death with your feet like this, and in such weather. What's the matter, my poor heart, my poor tired bird? Cry it all out here on my breast. I would die for you! I'll do whatever you want; I'll go anywhere; I'll take you anywhere! I'll go back to America! Lilian! for Ood's sake!" Jean sat staring at them, paralyzed. The baby began to whimper more fretfully, and she was obliged to move him about. She sat like a machine, waving him up and down, her eyes fastened on the Farrances, who were still clasped in each other's arms. She could not believe that it was Farrance who spoke; she could not believe that it was he who looked at his wife with those eyes, wild, passionate, imploring. Something made her tremble all over. She wished to rush out of the room, and yet she could not place the crying, fretful baby there on his cushions and leave him to be comforted by more

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  • Paperback | 404 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 21mm | 717g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236951735
  • 9781236951731