Moths; A Novel Volume 1 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880 edition. Excerpt: ...rose and a bit of sweet-brier. The first day he was here there was a pretty girl with him, that he bought sabots for, because she had lost her shoes on the beach. Perhaps the girl may be dead. I have thought so sometimes; it cannot be only for the lark; and he sits here a long time, a long time, --and he is sad. He was here a day in May, --that was the last." The warmth of a sudden blush came over her hearer's proud face. She did not know what she felt; she felt a thrill of alarm, a strange pleasure, a vague trouble. She rose at once, and left a little money in the lean hand, as she bade the old peasant good-day, called Loris from his chase of chickens, and began to retrace her way to Villerville. The old woman looked after her along the flat path over the turf that went on under the apple-trees, and through the wheatfields, till it joined the road to Grand Bee. "Now I think of it," she muttered to her knitting-needles, "that great lady has the eyes of that tired child who had the wooden shoes. Perhaps she is the same, --only dead that way, --dead of being stuffed with gold, as so many of them are." "Granny, that is the Russian princess from Felicity," said a fisherman who was coming up over the edge of the rocks, hanging his nets on the poles, and saw the tall slender figure of Vere going through the tall green corn. "Ay, a;' " said the old woman. "Well, she has given me i gold bit.. Never was a bird that brought so much money i'rom the clouds as my lark." Her son laughed. "I saw your other lark in Trouville this morning: he had come by the Havre packet from England. He knew me, and asked for you all. He said he would only stay here an hour on his way to Paris, but would soon be back again, and then would come and see you. They took all my...