flesh shrank from her bones, the color was drained (11.115) …The from her, she looked like a walking skeleton—a living specter. I did not believe in ghosts. Or rather, until this day, I had not (5.30) done so, and whatever stories I had heard of them I had, like most rational, sensible young men, dismissed as nothing more than stories indeed. this must be the Nine Lives Causeway—this and nothing (5.5) more—and saw how, when the tide came in, it would quickly be quite submerged and untraceable. But for today I had had enough. Enough of solitude and no (5.39) sound save the water and the moaning wind and the melancholy calls of the birds, enough of monotonous grayness, enough of this gloomy old house. Behind me, out on the marshes, all was still and silent; save (6.9) for that movement of the water, the pony and trap might never have existed. Try finding your own key quotes. You should aim to learn several short quotes relating to key events and themes.
…The flesh shrank from her bones, the color was drained from her, she looked like a walking skeleton—a living specter. (11.115) I did not believe in ghosts. Or rather, until this day, I had not done so, and whatever stories I had heard of them I had, like most rational, sensible young men, dismissed as nothing more than stories indeed. (5.30) this must be the Nine Lives Causeway—this and nothing more—and saw how, when the tide came in, it would quickly be quite submerged and untraceable. (5.5) But for today I had had enough. Enough of solitude and no sound save the water and the moaning wind and the melancholy calls of the birds, enough of monotonous grayness, enough of this gloomy old house. (5.39) Behind me, out on the marshes, all was still and silent; save for that movement of the water, the pony and trap might never have existed. (6.9) Try finding your own key quotes. You should aim to learn several short quotes relating to key events and themes.
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