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The Woman Who Saved Me

Auhtor: Frances Hodgson Burnett

Language: english

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Review by Daniel G. Lebryk, January 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'The Woman Who Saved Me':

... I asked this unwillingly. He said that he hoped the change would improve your health. I looked out at the leaves in the street again. ...
... bring. But they have not crowded you out, Gervase, you may be sure of that. There is all the more room because they have made it larger. The children ...
... fables. One of my fables? I returned quietly. He took hold of my hand and held it up so that my loose sleeve fell back from my ...
... her warm red lips to mine. My dear! she said, my dearest! and it seemed as though she had for the moment no other words to utter. Her ...
... I answered not a word. Why had he done this? If we had loved each other, I should have known that it was because he could not brook the thought ...
... together again, though with longer silence between our words than there had been before, when in one of these silences I heard the front ...
... Is it bright enough to tempt you out - with me? he said in a low voice. He knew I was not strong enough to refuse. He had not ...
... not read the letter. It had come too late for perusal, I said to myself. So I held it in my hand carelessly, making a show of an ease I could not ...
... scarcely once thought of returning to London and my husband. If ever my mind had recurred to the thought, I had shrunk from it with a misery almost ...
... he wrote to you! I exclaimed. When did he write to you? Yesterday, she said last week, the week before - every week since you have ...
... and before she left me I had made up my mind to write a few words to my husband, at least and when she was gone I drew my desk towards me and wrote ...
... came in he spoke of my husband. I did not know, he said, after an interval of silence - until yesterday I did not know that your husband ...
... too, and as I sat there there were few who passed me without a good-natured greeting. I had amused myself with watching them often, but they did not ...
... Savin' the lady's presence, he said in a low voice, she haint got none - Janey haint. We're all sorry for her here. There haint one of ...
... thrown myself adrift on the broad ocean of chance, and the waves might fling me upon what shore they would, for the momentary passion of misery had ...
... back to the window again. I had even waited in the chill moonlight an hour when the signal came, and I rose with a fierce pulsation of the heart ...
... I said, feeling as though I had turned to ice, I saw a woman upon the beach to day [sic] - a woman with a little child in her arms - ...
... arms again the dark room seemed to blaze up into sudden light and then fade out, and as the shadows closed around me I felt that the end of life had ...
... or at stated intervals: day and night without an hour of absence. I felt Lisbeth's touch often: I felt Hugh's. I felt hands that were kindly and tender ...
... he knew me. Recommended ReadingAre you enjoy this book? Other books that may be interesting to you:Frances Hodgson Burnett : A Little PrincessThe ...