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quinta-feira, 26 de março de 2009

Algo não domesticado

An unusually handsome lithe young fellow, and an unusually handsome lithe girl; much alike; both very dark, and very rich in colour; she of almost the gipsy type; something untamed about them both; a certain air upon them of hunter and huntress; yet withal a certain air of being the objects of the chase, rather than the followers. Slender, supple, quick of eye and limb; half shy, half defiant; fierce of look; an indefinable kind of pause coming and going on their whole expression, both of face and form, which might be equally likened to the pause before a crouch or a bound.

Encontro esta descrição admirável em The Mystery of Edwin Drood, o romance que Dickens deixou por terminar, assim dando origem a páginas e páginas de especulações intermináveis sobre o destino das suas personagens.

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