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Seymour Lucas

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6 illustrations in the archive

Seymour Lucas

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Illustrations by Seymour Lucas

From the window of the room wherein I write I can see the peaceful valley of the Waveney. Beyond its stream are the common lands golden with gorse, the ruined castle, and the red roofs of Bungay town gathered about the tower of St. Mary’s Church

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From the window of the room wherein I write I can see the peaceful valley of the Waveney. Beyond its stream are the common lands golden with gorse, the ruined castle, and the red roofs of Bungay town gathered about the tower of St. Mary’s Church

Montezuma's Daughter

The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1231

‘If the señor will graciously express his wish in Spanish,’ I said, speaking in that language, ‘it may be in my power to help him’

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‘If the señor will graciously express his wish in Spanish,’ I said, speaking in that language, ‘it may be in my power to help him’

Montezuma's Daughter

The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1232

So I went and waited under the beech with a beating heart, and presently Lily glided up to me

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So I went and waited under the beech with a beating heart, and presently Lily glided up to me

Montezuma's Daughter

The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1233

‘These are the records,’ he said, ‘though none can read them except myself'

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‘These are the records,’ he said, ‘though none can read them except myself'

Montezuma's Daughter

The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1234

She thought a while, then drew off her cloak, displaying the robes of a nun.

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She thought a while, then drew off her cloak, displaying the robes of a nun.

Montezuma's Daughter

The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1235

And there in the quiet light of the June evening I knelt in the chancel upon the rushes that strewed the grave of my father and my mother, and sent my spirit up towards them in the place of their eternal rest, and to the God who guards them

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And there in the quiet light of the June evening I knelt in the chancel upon the rushes that strewed the grave of my father and my mother, and sent my spirit up towards them in the place of their eternal rest, and to the God who guards them

Montezuma's Daughter

The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1250