Perhaps Edith transcribed the last few pages herself.
Fortunately, however, Robert Napier had transcribed his father's manuscript De Arte Logistica, and the copy escaped the fate of the originals in the manner explained in the following note, written in the volume containing them by Francis, seventh Lord Napier: "John Napier of Merchiston, inventor of the logarithms, left his manuscripts to his son Robert, who appears to have caused the following pages to have been written out fair from his father's notes, for Mr Briggs, professor of geometry at Oxford.
Jackson flipped pages in his note book.
The lobby was a mess, with magazines and newspaper pages scattered over several chairs.
He sat on the edge of the bed and lifted ancient pages clenched between heavy wooden covers.
She flipped open the notebook and buried her nose between the pages, breathing the fresh paper smell.
He quotes pages from Mansel's Bampton Lectures in favour of his own type of agnosticism, which is to make peace between religion and science by permanently silencing the former.
My books and pages were rattled off quickly while Martha had pointed to twenty different words listed in a large dictionary.
I flipped to the final pages of the composition book, hoping for the latest entries.
He was concentrating on turning pages and recording things she was unable to read.
They leapt from the pages to create visions before him that then swirled and turned back into words.
I bookmarked a few pages in the Kamasutra for things I'd like to try, but I'm too afraid to show anyone.
The little girl pushed the pages until satisfied, and Deidre didn't have the mental power to tell her it wasn't normal to start mid-book.
He turned a few of the crisp pages carefully.
Words leapt from the pages to form hologram-like images dancing over the book.
He took the sketch pad she handed him and awkwardly pushed the pages around, unaccustomed to a book.
She turned a few more pages, until he rested a hand on hers to keep her from turning.
It was difficult for all of them to work together so Cynthia made two extra copies of a dozen random pages of the ancient text.
Though he was away only a half hour, Cynthia displayed three new pages of transcription.
There's only those few pages finished.
Take off the rose colored glasses—'my sins will continue'—or better yet, wait until you decipher a few more pages and she gives it to you in black and white, chapter and verse and supplies the sinful details.
Fred read the latest transcribed pages of Annie Quincy's journal while the Deans cleaned up the dining room.
Fred O'Connor finished reading the latest pages as Mrs. Lincoln crawled onto his lap.
Cynthia handed her the latest transcribed pages of the notebook.
Between Cynthia's and Donnie's efforts, only a few pages of the journal remained undeciphered.
Maybe she read the pages and destroyed them, or someone else took them after Edith had seen them.
By the time we got to the end of Annie's notebook, there was more than enough pages transcribed that anyone could decipher the last few pages.
The roll of twine was getting small, and it was a nuisance to hold the spool while trying to turn pages, so she unrolled the rest of the twine and tied the end around her waist.
She searched through the pages, pausing to examine the flower.
The list of his works occupies five pages in Saxe's Onomasticon.
But in French story Helyas is not the son of Parzival, but of the king and queen of Lillefort, and the story of his birth, of himself, his five brothers and one sister is, with variations, that of "the seven swans" persecuted by the wicked grandmother, which figures in the pages of Grimm and Hans Andersen.
Then you can go and edit the pages by clicking on the 'edit' tab which will appear on the top of (almost) each page.
The treatise occupies one hundred and sixty-two pages, and there is an introduction by Mark Napier of ninety-four pages.
The work is a small-sized quarto, containing fiftyseven pages of explanatory matter and ninety pages of tables.
In 1617 Napier published his Rabdologia, 4 a duodecimo of one hundred and fifty-four pages; there is prefixed to it as preface a dedicatory epistle to the high chancellor of Scotland.
Some of them are tracts of a few pages, others are works extending through several volumes.
Dropping to one of the benches, she opened one of the books and leafed through the colorful pages, pausing when she recognized a plant.
The room was filled with dust and the wind whistled through the screens, ruffling the pages of her book as it lay on the floor.
His remark punctured a hole in her thin armor and she exploded, slamming the papers onto her desktop so hard that one of the pages floated to the floor.
She absently flipped through the pages to her bookmark.
They ignored her as she joined the rest of the pages moving in and out of the stables, bringing horses and armament to the warriors.
The book's ancient pages were so brittle, he feared they would crumble before he finished.