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A Bookful Of Girls

Auhtor: Anna Fuller

Language: english
Published: 1905

Genres:

short story collection
Downloads: 8
eBook size: 379Kb

Review by Timothy B. Riley, July 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Bookful Of Girls':

... whatever that might be, and she had found life a succession of delightful experiences, of which this one of an ocean voyage was perhaps the most delectable ...
... Italians lighted the little face, and the small hand was lifted with so captivating a gesture that Blythe, clasping it in her own, dropped on her knees ...
... of light and music, riding the great, dark, solemn sea. The dance itself was rather a staid, middle-aged affair, for Blythe was the only young girl ...
... Blythe answered, thoughtfully, just as I am getting to see things through Cecilia's eyes. I never realised before how things open up when you look at ...
... a lost watch which had belonged to the child's mother. But it was all surmise on her part, and she could hardly refrain from shouting aloud to Mr. Grey, ...
... might still be seen an anxious, intent young face with eyes fixed upon vacancy, or an idle, if somewhat begrimed and parti-coloured hand, fiercely ...
... what I thought, said Madge and if her eyes grew a trifle red and moist it was perhaps natural enough, since the snow was flying straight into ...
... Mrs. Hamilton Hicks was fond of Eleanor, or imagined herself to be so, and she always gave her young cousin her due share of credit, in view of the ...
... another wreck was likely to distract their attention. The scrape of a palette-knife, the tread of a prowler, or the shoving of a chair to one side, were ...
... artist, she would certainly be familiar with his name. Whatever his calling, he was sure to be distinguished. Those judicial eyes would be severe with ...
... tears and bewailings were not a natural resource with Polly, whose forte was action. Her first thought in the morning was: what should she ...
... he is. Polly answered. Isn't everybody.. Then Polly went back to her splashing water and flopping dish-towels, and was busy for an hour ...
... Things even themselves out in the long run, don't they, Dan. As though Polly knew anything about the long run, by the way. Before Christmas ...
... Polly knew her limits. I haven't any ideas big enough for that she said. I should as soon think of advising the President of the United States.. Well, ...
... stitching away to make up for lost time, I can't see but you do's well's the lady I saw-only she was dressed prettier, and went round with a wreath ...
... face framed in the black silk bon which looked twice as old-fashioned as ever before. Not sence Sophia was married 'n' we came up to select her weddin' ...
... mass of white boltonia, while on the left a superb growth of New England asters reared their sturdy heads. The garden had been a great success this ...
... something a little out of the common on Thanksgiving day. Certainly, Di's mother had agreed you shall invite any one you choose. I have been wishing ...
... Watson asked me why I didn't bow to my grandfather.. And what did you say.. I said: 'Never you mind.' And then I ran home all the way, as tight ...
... a sportsman's expression.. Indeed. And is it customary nowadays to go a-hunting for your Thanksgiving dinner.. Di's eyes danced. This was indeed ...