...I think it is going to rain tonight,” said Gregory... 
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory had said to her, “I will love you as long as I live...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “If I see her,” Gregory said, “I shall only bow to her...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory was barely in time with his letter, for Waldo was starting when he reached the homestead, and Em was on the doorstep to see him off...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “When my cousin comes tomorrow you will see a beautiful woman, Gregory,” she added presently...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Does he want them for his horse’s rubbed back?” asked Gregory, new to up-country life...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory looked round, but nothing else suggesting itself, he sat down on a box on the opposite side of the door...
(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」
...At the centre table, with his arms folded on an open paper, which there was not light enough to read, sat Gregory...
(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」
... “Oh, but aren’t you making fun?” said Gregory, looking doubtfully from her to the Kaffer herd, who rounded the kopje...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...There, does that satisfy you?” she asked, looking down at Gregory...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Oh, yes,” said Gregory, “that is what I have already thought...
(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」
... “And what do you think I am like?” asked Gregory, hopefully...
(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」
... “I am not going for the post,” said Gregory, impressively...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory waited, then caught her by the wrist...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Backward and forward, backward and forward, from the dirty little hotel where he had dropped the thread, to this farm and to that, rode Gregory, till his heart was sick and tired...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “No,” said Gregory, “no...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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