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A Cigarette Maker Romance

Auhtor: F Marion Crawford

Language: english
Published: 1894

Genres:

fiction and literature
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Review by Dr. Bojan Tunguz, May 2009


Rating: (****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Cigarette Maker Romance':

... the money, and her fat hands would dash the insolent little figure into the street, if her mercantile understanding did not suggest the possibility of ...
... who was fond of cabbage and strong spirits, and of little else in the world. The Cossack laughed. Do you call this living. he asked contemptuously. ...
... Speak, dear. What is there yet behind in your thoughts.. I cannot tell. I wish I knew. Vjera's answer was scarcely audible and she turned her face ...
... was passing in his mind, but her own expression of sadness did not change. On the contrary, since his last outbreak of triumphant satisfaction she ...
... of canary birds when the cage is opened, and I see you grinning like Player-Ape over the vile Vienna puppet, and winding up its abominable music ...
... under ordinary circumstances. If you are so very curious to know what it is, I will tell you, he said. You know the Wiener Gigerl.. Of course, ...
... suggested the porter. Of course, of course, interrupted the other. That man stole the doll from you, you say.. Somebody stole it with my basket, ...
... change of sentinels made no perceptible difference in the regular nature of the unceasing noise. Dumnoff, relieved of his handcuffs, stretched himself ...
... with a frightened look. Mad. he repeated, nervously. Who says I am mad. Why do you ask the question.. Most people say so, replied the ...
... air to the next halting-place-all these impressions, following hurriedly upon each other, confuse the mind and at last discourage hope. Schmidt did ...
... turned towards him and once more laid her hand upon his arm. Thank you, she said. I could not have slept if I had not come here first, ...
... then told him what had happened, he would certainly have made haste to get the Count released-yet, since Akulina had been sound asleep, he had necessarily ...
... paid for at starvation rates, Johann Schmidt turned his hand to the repairing of furs, in which he had some skill, and which is an art in itself, ...
... keen pleasure. As he sat in his chair, he looked constantly at the door of the room, as though expecting it to open at any moment. From time to time, ...
... could almost always do the deed which looks so grimly impossible. Those who have faced great physical dangers, or who have been matched by fate against ...
... a cool-blooded fellow, laughed Dumnoff, making as though he would return the coins to his pocket. Look here, Dumnoff, answered the Cossack, his ...
... They went out together. The Cossack had disappeared. You have saved my life and my honour-my honour and my life, repeated the Count, softly and ...
... and then threw both his arms round her and drew her to his heart and kissed her passionately again and again. She tried to draw back. Oh no, no. she ...
... the Cossack over his shoulders, If Vjera has cut off her hair, he said, turning again to Fischelowitz, she has had a good reason for it. It is none ...
... Lauderdale we have him at his best.-Boston Daily Advertiser. A most admirable novel, excellent in style, flashing with humor, and full of the ...