id author title date pages extension mime words sentences flesch summary cache txt 15733 Harland, Henry Grey Roses .txt text/plain 48461 3593 86 Poor Nina, white, with frightened eyes, moved about like of us dined at Madame Chanve's; and it was almost like old times. marry; but, if I ever meet a man and love him--ah!' She placed two She had been waiting for my return, she said, to have a long talk with sparkling eyes, a lovely colour, great quantities of soft dark hair, white-haired, pale old man smiling at her and holding out his hands. 'Now the time has come for you to tell me what I most want to know,' remarkable man--amusing in talk, good-looking, generous, affectionate. said he would do great things; but I thought in those days, and indeed To-day, as yesterday, he said very little, murmured an She was looking at him with intent eyes, her lips parted a little. 'There's one thing I _should_ like to see,' she said. face, and said, 'I can't believe my eyes, you know.' ./cache/15733.txt ./txt/15733.txt