...There, too, was a ring Gregory had given her, and a veil his sister had sent, and there was a little roll of fine embroidered work which Trana had given her... 
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “I shall not stay here when he is master,” Waldo answered, not able to connect any kind of beauty with Gregory Rose...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... On the day preceding Tant Sannie’s wedding, Gregory Rose sat in the blazing sun on the stone wall behind his daub-and-wattle house...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Nevertheless, some time after Gregory found he had shifted so far round the room as to be close to the door where Lyndall sat...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...At the door she met Gregory...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Waldo drives me,” she replied, passing on; and it appeared to Gregory that she looked at him in the old way, without seeing him...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...I’m sick of this thing,” said Gregory, turning sharply on his heel...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory was piecing together the bits of an envelope when she came in...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...“I think, Gregory, it would be better if you and I were never to be married...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Things often seem hard at the time, but Providence makes them turn out for the best in the end,” said Gregory...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory crossed and uncrossed his legs...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “No,” said Gregory, regretfully; “I’ve forgotten the rest...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory felt he must sustain the conversation...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “He’s a nasty, snappish little cur!” said Gregory, calculating from her manner that the remark would be endorsed...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...” persisted Gregory...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “You are the one being that I love!” said Gregory quivering...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “No, I am not, Gregory...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... To Bloemfontein in the Free State, to which through an agent he had traced them, Gregory had gone...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory inquired of the servants, but nothing more was to be learnt; so the next morning he saddled his horse and went on...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory painted...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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