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The White Virgin - The Original Classic Edition George Manville Fenn

The White Virgin - The Original Classic Edition

George Manville Fenn

Published March 18th 2013
ISBN : 9781486438105
Paperback
148 pages
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It was a long, thin, white finger, one which had felt the throbbing of hundreds and thousands of pulses, and Doctor Praed, after viciously flicking at a fly which tried persistently to settle upon his ivory-white, shiny, bald head, hooked that fingerMoreIt was a long, thin, white finger, one which had felt the throbbing of hundreds and thousands of pulses, and Doctor Praed, after viciously flicking at a fly which tried persistently to settle upon his ivory-white, shiny, bald head, hooked that finger into Clive Reeds button-hole, just below the white rosebud Janet had given him a little earlier in the evening. Mind the flower. All right, puppy. Come here. I want to talk to you. About Janet? Pish! mawkish youth. Great ugly fellow like you thinking of nothing else but Janet. Wait till youve been her slave as I have for eighteen years. Pleasant slavery, Doctor, said the young man, smiling, as he allowed himself to be led out on to the verandah just over the gas-lamp which helped to light up Great Guildford Street, W.C. Is it, sir? You dont know what a jealous little she-tartar she is. I warn you I shall tell her every word you say, Doctor. But its of no good. I shall not back out. Look at her dear face now. Reed caught the little Doctor by the shoulder, and pointed to where his daughter sat with the light of one of the shaded lamps falling upon her pretty, animated face, as she laughed at something a sharp-looking, handsome young man was saying-an anecdote of some kind which amused the rest of the group in old Grantham Reeds drawing-room. Oh yes, shes pretty enough, said the Doctor testily. I wish she werent. Dont let that brother of yours be quite so civil to her, boy. I dont like Jessop.