автордың кітабынан сөз тіркестері  In Chancery

John Galsworthy

Revelation was alighting like a bird in his heart, singing: ‘Elle est ton reve! Elle est ton reve!

A man’s life was what he possessed and sought to possess.

Anyway, her neck will be out of chancery at last!’

The greater the beauty, the greater the loneliness, for at the back of beauty was harmony, and at the back of harmony was—union.

The greater the beauty, the greater the loneliness, for at the back of beauty was harmony, and at the back of harmony was—union.

Nothing annoyed Soames so much as cheerfulness—

mothered resentment, and o

peacocking about in a uniform.’

Family pride felt defrauded.

defrauded him of a son.