portada Ruth Fielding in the Great Northwest (en Inglés)

Ruth Fielding in the Great Northwest (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Alice B. Emerson

Editorial

Createspace

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

146

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9x15.2x0.8 cm

Peso

0.20 kg.

ISBN13

9781985060142

Categorías

Ficción infantil / ficción juvenil: ficción general

Ruth Fielding in the Great Northwest (en Inglés)

Alice B. Emerson (Autor) · Createspace · Tapa Blanda

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Jessica, her hands clenched and teeth set, stood looking with hard eyes at a small heap of letters lying on the floor. The sun, blazing through the open window, made her blink unconsciously, and the ocean's deep voice rising to the Newport sands seemed to reiterate: - "Contempt! Contempt!" Tall, finely pointed with the indescribable air and style of the New York woman, she did not suggest intimate knowledge of the word the ocean hurled to her. In that moss-green room, with her haughty face and clean skin, her severe faultless gown, she rather suggested the type to whom poets a century hence would indite their sonnets-when she and her kind had been set in the frame of the past. And if her dress was conventional, she had let imagination play with her hair. The clear evasive colour of flame, it was brushed down to her neck, parted, crossed, and brought tightly up each side of her head just behind her ears. Meeting above her bang, the curling ends allowed to fly loose, it vaguely resembled Medusa's wreath. Her eyes were grey, the colour of mid-ocean, calm, beneath a grey sky. Not twenty-four, she had the repose and "air" of one whose cradle had been rocked by Society's foot; and although at this moment her pride was in the dust, there was more anger than shame in her face.