Kidnapped

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Macmillan, 1909 - Всего страниц: 271
 

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Стр. xiv - ALL through my boyhood and youth, I was known and pointed out for the pattern of an idler ; and yet I was always busy on my own private end, which was to learn to write. I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in. As I walked, my mind was busy fitting what I saw with appropriate words ; when I sat by the roadside, I would either read, or a pencil and a penny version-book would be...
Стр. xxii - Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Стр. 77 - The sword in his hands flashed like quicksilver into the huddle of our fleeing enemies ; and at every flash there came the scream of a man hurt. I was still thinking we were lost, when lo! they were all gone, and Alan was driving them along the deck as a sheep-dog chases sheep. Yet he was no sooner out than he was back again, being as cautious as he was brave ; and meanwhile the seamen continued running and crying out as if he was still behind them ; and we heard them tumble one upon another into...
Стр. 76 - Then there came a single call on the sea-pipe, and that was the signal. A knot of them made one rush of it, cutlass in hand, against the door ; and at the same moment, the glass of the skylight was dashed in a thousand pieces, and a man leaped through and landed on the floor. Before he got his feet, I had clapped a pistol to his back, and might have shot him, too ; only at the touch of him (and him alive) my whole flesh misgave me, and I could no more pull the trigger than I could have flown. He...
Стр. 105 - The time I spent upon the island is still so horrible a thought to me, that I must pass it lightly over. In all the books I have read of people cast away, they had either their pockets full of tools, or a chest of things would be thrown upon the beach along with them, as if on purpose. My case was very different. I had nothing in my pockets but money and Alan's silver button ; and being inland bred, I was as much short of knowledge as of means.
Стр. 74 - I do not know if I was what you call afraid ; but my heart beat like a bird's, both quick and little ; and there was a dimness came before my eyes which I continually rubbed away, and which continually returned. As for hope, I had none ; but only a darkness of despair and a sort of anger against all the world that made me long to sell my life as dear as I was able.
Стр. 63 - He was smallish in stature, but well set and as nimble as a goat ; his face was of a good open expression, but sunburnt very dark, and heavily freckled and pitted with the small-pox ; his eyes were unusually light and had a kind of dancing madness in them, that was both engaging and alarming...

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