... The new man, Gregory Rose, sat at the door of his dwelling, his arms folded, his legs crossed, and a profound melancholy seeming to rest over his soul... 
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory took up one of the white, crested sheets; but on deeper reflection he determined to take a pink one, as more suitable to the state of his feelings...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory having finished this letter, read it over with much approval, put it in an envelope, addressed it, and sat contemplating the inkpot, somewhat relieved in mind...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...From afar off, as Gregory neared the homestead on the brown pony, he could distinguish a little figure in a little red cloak at the door of the cow-kraal...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...When he had given the letter, and Waldo had gone, Gregory bowed stiffly and prepared to remount his own pony, but somewhat slowly...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Suddenly Gregory dropped the handle, and impressed a fervent kiss on the fat hand that guided the linen...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...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」
...Then Lyndall rose, gathered up her papers and letters, and wished Gregory good night...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...She might wish to enter into explanations, and he, Gregory Rose, was not the man for that kind of thing...
(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」
... “I hope I am not troubling you,” said Gregory as he reached her side...
(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」
... Gregory felt he must sustain the conversation...
(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」
... “Oh, you are making fun of me now, you really are!” said Gregory feeling wretched...
(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」
... Gregory Rose was in the loft putting it neat...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory rose and questioned her...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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