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قراءة كتاب Mary Ware in Texas
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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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"It would have been joy to her soul could she have seen herself" (See page 308) | Frontispiece |
"'What an adorable little curl!'" | 7 |
"A dashing girl in khaki and a cowboy hat, astride a fiery little mustang" | 59 |
"He . . . seated himself beside her, coffee-cup in hand" | 113 |
"She sent the boat down stream with long, swift strokes" | 134 |
"Three alert and expectant little figures sat in a row on the steps" | 198 |
"Leaning against the mantel, looked down at her, thoughtfully" | 263 |
"'Well, I'm going away and I may not see you again'" | 375 |
MARY WARE IN TEXAS
CHAPTER I
The musicians were tuning their instruments somewhere behind the palms in the hotel courtyard. It was one of the older hotels of San Antonio, much sought by Northern tourists on account of that same inner garden, around which the big building stretched itself. The rooms opening on to it had vine-covered balconies, and, looking down from them into the tropical growth of palms and banana trees and roses, one felt that it was summer time, no matter what the calendar said.
It was on one of the second floor balconies at the close of a November day that Mary Ware stood looking around her with eager eyes. Queen's wreath and moon-vines made such a thick screen that no one could see her,