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The Disagreeable Man; A Novel (Inglés) Tapa blanda – 9 ene 2012


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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1895. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER II. "FASHION WAS NEVER YET MY DICTATOR!" "A charge to keep I have," the bells chimed out down at Trinity church. A woman heard it as the Broadway car stopped to take on another passenger, and caught the notes of the old, old hymn. "Have I ?" she half murmured, nestling her fair face closer in her sables as a chilly current of air swept through the car. "What can it mean?" she soliloquized. "One's life, I think. Strange I never thought of the meaning of those words before--words sung to me in babyhood. And so I'm in charge of my life, am I? A nice life, too," and at this thought there was a decidedly Frenchy shrug of the shoulders. By this time the car was nearing Ninth Street. "Ah, it seems quite a favorite to-day, Grace peals it forth, too. I suppose if 1 were to stroll up Fifth Avenue all the towers and spires would inform me of this irritating fact." Clearly the bells of the beautiful white Cathedral rang "A charge to keep I have," and sweetly followed through the din and clang and noise of the busy thoroughfare, "A God to glorify." "If one only knew whether there is anything in it," the woman mused, as the words passed through her mind. An hour later this same woman was sitting in a luxurious apartment, honored by the name of home. By her side was a small desk of carved ivory, over which was strewn all the fashionable lingerie of a fin de siecle lady's escritoire. But she was not writing, nor was she reading. She sat with one hand supporting her auburn head, thinking--still thinking. "A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify." "Very odd that both churches should scream that out this special morning, perhaps there's a fate in it," she said aloud. Now this woman was more or less of a fatalist, anyhow a believer in such things. The fine paper ...

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