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His voice came from the darkness behind his light and we could not see him . We did not run . There seemed nowhere to go but into the river ; the growth on either side of the track was so thick , dark and hostile .
His voice came from the darkness behind his light and we could not see him . We did not run . There seemed nowhere to go but into the river ; the growth on either side of the track was so thick , dark and hostile .
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At the top of its wooden steps , almost hidden by green vines , was a covered veranda ; and here it was very joyful to see , among a group of dark - clad Orthodox nuns , my own Sister Brigitta , wearing our familiar habit of the Convent ...
At the top of its wooden steps , almost hidden by green vines , was a covered veranda ; and here it was very joyful to see , among a group of dark - clad Orthodox nuns , my own Sister Brigitta , wearing our familiar habit of the Convent ...
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Cleaving the Red Rock is a mountain torrent , the Duallt , or the Dark Stream , dark because it is set so deep in its shadowy gully , and dark because of the danger of its steep sides , and dark too because of the evil atmosphere that ...
Cleaving the Red Rock is a mountain torrent , the Duallt , or the Dark Stream , dark because it is set so deep in its shadowy gully , and dark because of the danger of its steep sides , and dark too because of the evil atmosphere that ...
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