"[...]danced by candle and lamp, and did dance, too, instead of solemnly gliding about; in that mellow time so long ago, when the young were romantic and summer was roses and wine, old Carewe brought his lovely daughter home from the convent to wreck the hearts of the youth of Rouen. That was not a far journey; only an afternoon's drive through ...Read More"[...]danced by candle and lamp, and did dance, too, instead of solemnly gliding about; in that mellow time so long ago, when the young were romantic and summer was roses and wine, old Carewe brought his lovely daughter home from the convent to wreck the hearts of the youth of Rouen. That was not a far journey; only an afternoon's drive through the woods and by the river, in an April, long ago; Miss Betty's harp carefully strapped behind the great lumbering carriage, her guitar on the front seat, half-buried under a mound of bouquets and oddly shaped little bundles, farewell gifts of her comrades and the good Sisters. In her left hand she clutched a small lace handkerchief, with which she now and then touched her eyes, brimmed with the parting from Sister Cecilia, Sister Mary Bazilede, the old stone steps and all the girls: but for every time that she lifted the dainty kerchief to brush away the edge of a tear, she took a deep breath of the Western woodland air and smiled at least twice; for the years of strict inclosure within St. Mary's walls and still gardens were finished and done with, and at last the many-colored world flashed and danced in a mystery before her. This mystery was brilliant to the convent-girl because it contained men; she was eager to behold it. They rumbled into town after sunset, in the fair twilight, the dogs barking before them, and everyone would have been surprised to know that Tom Vanrevel, instead of Mr. Crailey Gray, was the first to see her. By the merest accident, Tom was strolling near the Carewe place at the time; and when the carriage swung into the gates, with rattle and clink and clouds of dust at the finish, it was not too soon lost behind the shrubbery and trees for Tom to catch something more than a glimpse of a gray skirt behind a mound of flowers, [...]."Read Less
Good. Former Library book. pp. viii, 351; frontis + illustrations. Bound in textured green cloth with gilt lettering on the front cover and spine. Top edge gilt. Sunned spine and front cover. Rubbed edges. Weak hinges. Binding and textblock are good. Pages are clean. Shows some signs of wear, and may have some markings on the inside. Shipped to over one million happy customers. Your purchase benefits world literacy!
Fair. No dust jacket. Some shelf and edge wear. One of the advertising pages at the rear of the volume is bent and torn, all other pages intact, clean, and unmarked. Binding cracking at hinges, previous owner's nameplate inside front cover. Has normal wear for a volume of this age. Over 500, 000 Internet Orders FIlled.
Good. Rubbing to covers, pages have some foxing and discoloring; bookplate inside front cover; good solid book. Quantity Available: 1. Shipped Weight: Standard Weight. Category: Fiction; Inventory No: 070796.
Very Good with no dust jacket. Firmly bound in green cloth, if slightly cocked forward, with gilt stamp lettering & white print design front & spine. Pages unmarked & clean, with gilt top. First Edition/Vintage Fiction; 12mo-over 6¾"-7¾" tall.
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