... My Alex ? " exclaimed the old Colonel's mother , in surprise . " Oh , Deborah , you forget that I am here ! " said Editha , softly . " Surely you saw him as he has been since I came to his bedside . I threw the in- fluence of my love ...
... web of the law which could convert a hard core criminal into an ' innocent ' person after putting him through some ... my Alex is dead in the bomb blast ? Is it not truth that the accused had planted the bomb in his car ? ' ' No ...
... my Alex ! Before the war , Alex was the most worthless dandy in the world and he never had a thought beyond a new cravat and getting drunk and shooting somebody and chasing girls who were no better than they should be . But look at him ...
... My Alex. No. He always knows exactly what he's doing.” “Elisha.” Verónica uses my name, once again, with the tone that signals she's going to explain something basic to me. “Lex is extremely powerful and influential. He knows everyone ...
... My Alex was no longer ; he was my brother's puppet now . His movements were smoother as he turned and pointed the deadly dagger at me . I couldn't bring myself to stop him no matter how much my brother cajoled . Alex stopped in front of ...
... MY ALEX GRANT " " POOR BOY ! May God help him bear his terrible sorrow , " said kind - hearted Mrs. Wheeler , as she listened to an account of Miss Whiting's death , as related in a letter from Alex to John , which the latter was ...
... my Alex ! Before the war , Alex was the most worthless dandy in the world and he never had a thought beyond a new cravat and getting drunk and shooting somebody and chasing girls who were no better than they should be . But look at him ...