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the company generally, "You are all pardoned." "Come, _that's_ a goodthing!" she said to herself, for she had felt quite unhappy at thenumber of executions the Queen had ordered.They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. (Ifyou don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the picture.) "Up, lazything!" ... | 0Caroll |
“Nothing, until my uncle here began to speak loudly. I heard that, and“You shut up the windows and doors the night before. Did you fasten all“Were they all fastened this morning?”“You have a maid who has a sweetheart? I think that you remarked toyour uncle last night that she had been out to see him?”“Yes, and she was ... | 2Doyle |
able—but wait a moment, Dr. Watson. Do my eyes deceive me, or is there at the present moment something moving upon that hillside?” It was several miles off, but I could distinctly see a small dark dot against the dull green and grey. “Come, sir, come!” cried Frankland, rushing upstairs. “You w... | 2Doyle |
“I know more of the history of Miss Havisham’s adopted child than MissHavisham herself does, sir. I know her mother.”Mr. Jaggers looked at me inquiringly, and repeated “Mother?”“I have seen her mother within these three days.”“Yes?” said Mr. Jaggers.“And so have you, sir. And you have seen her still more recently.”“Yes... | 1Dickens |
just read it for yourself, sir.”I took the paper from him and read as follows:“TO THE RED-HEADED LEAGUE: On account of the bequest of the lateEzekiah Hopkins, of Lebanon, Pennsylvania, U.S.A., there is now anothervacancy open which entitles a member of the League to a salary of £ 4 aweek for purely nominal services. Al... | 2Doyle |
again upon Lucie. “Judge you! Is it likely that the trouble of one wifeand mother would be much to us now?”She resumed her knitting and went out. The Vengeance followed. Defargewent last, and closed the door.“Courage, my dear Lucie,” said Mr. Lorry, as he raised her. “Courage,courage! So far all goes well with us--much... | 1Dickens |
cries, and with a hot breath always close to me, I struggledineffectually in the dark, while I was fastened tight to the wall. “Andnow,” said the suppressed voice with another oath, “call out again, andI’ll make short work of you!”Faint and sick with the pain of my injured arm, bewildered by thesurprise, and yet consci... | 1Dickens |
and the man in faded black, mounting the breach first,produced his plunder. It was not extensive. A seal or two,a pencil-case, a pair of sleeve-buttons, and a brooch of nogreat value, were all. They were severally examined andappraised by old Joe, who chalked the sums he was disposedto give for each, upon the wall, and... | 1Dickens |
pressing reason for anxiety and fear which even her wanderings couldnot drive out of my mind, I decided, in the course of the night that Iwould return by the early morning coach, walking on a mile or so, andbeing taken up clear of the town. At about six o’clock of the morning,therefore, I leaned over her and touched he... | 1Dickens |
prison wisitors, picking out me. ‘May be said to live in jails, thisboy.’ Then they looked at me, and I looked at them, and they measuredmy head, some on ’em,—they had better a measured my stomach,—and otherson ’em giv me tracts what I couldn’t read, and made me speeches what Icouldn’t understand. They always went on a... | 1Dickens |
wind rushing up the river shook the house that night, like dischargesof cannon, or breakings of a sea. When the rain came with it and dashedagainst the windows, I thought, raising my eyes to them as they rocked,that I might have fancied myself in a storm-beaten lighthouse.Occasionally, the smoke came rolling down the c... | 1Dickens |
you, and let him slip through my fingers. Have you paid Wemmick?”“O yes, sir! Every farden.”“Very well. Then you have done all you have got to do. Say anotherword—one single word—and Wemmick shall give you your money back.”This terrible threat caused the two women to fall off immediately. Noone remained now but the exc... | 1Dickens |
fine texture; his shoes and buckles, too, though plain, were trim. Hewore an odd little sleek crisp flaxen wig, setting very close to hishead: which wig, it is to be presumed, was made of hair, but whichlooked far more as though it were spun from filaments of silk or glass.His linen, though not of a fineness in accorda... | 1Dickens |
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of things which will include Dragons and Scotchmen: shall we say'Animals'? And, as "canny" is evidently the Attribute belongingto the 'Middle Terms', we will let m stand for "canny", x for"Dragons", and y for "Scotchmen". So that our two Premisses are, "All Dragon-Animals are uncanny (Animals); All Scotchman-Anim... | 0Caroll |
“Now,” said Solomon, stopping at the dark street corner, “what do you“How dreadfully unkind in a brother nothing has ever turned my love awayfrom!” cried Miss Pross, “to give me such a greeting, and show me no“There. Confound it! There,” said Solomon, making a dab at Miss Pross’slips with his own. “Now are you content?... | 1Dickens |
in. It’s opposed to my orders to hold the gate open.”I entered and he swung it, and locked it, and took the key out. “Yes!”said he, facing round, after doggedly preceding me a few steps towardsthe house. “Here I am!”“How did you come here?”“I come here,” he retorted, “on my legs. I had my box brought alongsideme in a b... | 1Dickens |
franchise to them. He was a singular man, fierce and quick-tempered,very foul-mouthed when he was angry, and of a most retiringdisposition. During all the years that he lived at Horsham, I doubt ifever he set foot in the town. He had a garden and two or three fieldsround his house, and there he would take his exercise,... | 2Doyle |
in speech. As she was (very bad handwriting apart) a more thanindifferent speller, and as Joe was a more than indifferent reader,extraordinary complications arose between them which I was alwayscalled in to solve. The administration of mutton instead of medicine,the substitution of Tea for Joe, and the baker for bacon,... | 1Dickens |
on the fine Sunday afternoon.“Doctor Manette at home?”“Miss Lucie at home?”“Miss Pross at home?”Possibly at home, but of a certainty impossible for handmaid toanticipate intentions of Miss Pross, as to admission or denial of the“As I am at home myself,” said Mr. Lorry, “I’ll go upstairs.”Although the Doctor’s daughter ... | 1Dickens |
thanked!) always joined in the same report.As the days went on, I noticed more and more that he would lie placidlylooking at the white ceiling, with an absence of light in his faceuntil some word of mine brightened it for an instant, and then it wouldsubside again. Sometimes he was almost or quite unable to speak, then... | 1Dickens |
out unburned from the back of it.”Holmes smiled his appreciation.“You must have examined the house very carefully to find a single“I did, Mr. Holmes. It’s my way. Shall I read it, Mr. Gregson?”“The note is written upon ordinary cream-laid paper without watermark.It is a quarter-sheet. The paper is cut off in two snips ... | 2Doyle |
shoe of the old size and shape. He took up another that was lying byhim, and asked what it was.“A young lady’s walking shoe,” he muttered, without looking up. “Itought to have been finished long ago. Let it be.”“But, Doctor Manette. Look at me!”He obeyed, in the old mechanically submissive manner, without pausing in“Yo... | 1Dickens |
other a lamp. The fire was needed, but the lamp was lit—as a comparisonof the oil consumed will show—long after it was broad daylight. Why?Surely because there is some connection between three things—theburning, the stuffy atmosphere, and, finally, the madness or death ofthose unfortunate people. That is clear, is it n... | 2Doyle |
that that was my place henceforth while he lived.For now, my repugnance to him had all melted away; and in the hunted,wounded, shackled creature who held my hand in his, I only saw a manwho had meant to be my benefactor, and who had felt affectionately,gratefully, and generously, towards me with great constancy through... | 1Dickens |
especially as I could not help remarking its beauty during our short interview, but I am afraid that I must remain firm upon this point, and I only hope that the increased salary may recompense you for the loss. Your duties, as far as the child is concerned, are very light. Now do try to come, and I sha... | 2Doyle |
“So they have. And many men have been wrongfully hanged.”“What is the young man’s own account of the matter?”“It is, I am afraid, not very encouraging to his supporters, thoughthere are one or two points in it which are suggestive. You will findit here, and may read it for yourself.”He picked out from his bundle a copy... | 2Doyle |
farewell, and never now could take farewell of those who were dear tome, or could explain myself to them, or ask for their compassion on mymiserable errors,—still, if I could have killed him, even in dying, Iwould have done it.He had been drinking, and his eyes were red and bloodshot. Around hisneck was slung a tin bot... | 1Dickens |
waiting for me near the door.“How do you do?” said I, shaking hands with him as we turned down thestreet together. “I saw that you saw me.”“Saw you, Mr. Pip!” he returned. “Yes, of course I saw you. But who“It is the strangest thing,” said Mr. Wopsle, drifting into his lostlook again; “and yet I could swear to him.”Bec... | 1Dickens |
the idea of fortifications,—for it’s a principle with me, if you havean idea, carry it out and keep it up,—I don’t know whether that’s your“—At the back, there’s a pig, and there are fowls and rabbits; then, Iknock together my own little frame, you see, and grow cucumbers; andyou’ll judge at supper what sort of a salad... | 1Dickens |
It is enough that by degrees the children and their emotionsgot out of the parlour, and by one stair at a time, up to thetop of the house; where they went to bed, and so subsided.And now Scrooge looked on more attentively than ever,when the master of the house, having his daughter leaningfondly on him, sat down with he... | 1Dickens |
examination of it. A few trifling points might perhaps be added. Theoval seal is undoubtedly a plain sleeve-link—what else is of such ashape? The scissors were bent nail scissors. Short as the two snipsare, you can distinctly see the same slight curve in each.”The country detective chuckled.“I thought I had squeezed al... | 2Doyle |
a man could be, to find himself awakened at the small inn to which hehad been remitted until morning, in the middle of the night.Awakened by a timid local functionary and three armed patriots in roughred caps and with pipes in their mouths, who sat down on the bed.“Emigrant,” said the functionary, “I am going to send y... | 1Dickens |
guide stopped and looked about her like one who is at her wit’s end.Then she threw open a door which led into a bedroom, through the windowof which the moon was shining brightly.“‘It is your only chance,’ said she. ‘It is high, but it may be thatyou can jump it.’“As she spoke a light sprang into view at the further en... | 2Doyle |
also for the uneasiness of his wife. The man is a striking-looking fellow, very well equipped to steal the heart of a country girl, so that this theory seemed to have something to support it. That opening of the door which I had heard after I had returned to my room might mean that he had gone... | 2Doyle |
supposed, until she told me what it was, to be a design for a buckle.Of course there was a public-house in the village, and of course Joeliked sometimes to smoke his pipe there. I had received strict ordersfrom my sister to call for him at the Three Jolly Bargemen, thatevening, on my way from school, and bring him home... | 1Dickens |
that? Whereupon I made him the extreme reply that I believed he knewwhere I was to be found.Whether it was possible in a Christian country to get on without blood,after this, was a question on which the Finches were divided. Thedebate upon it grew so lively, indeed, that at least six morehonourable members told six mor... | 1Dickens |
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desperate measures at once. Like most clever criminals, he may be too confident in his own cleverness and imagine that he has “Why should we not arrest him at once?” “My dear Watson, you were born to be a man of action. Your instinct is always to do something energetic. But supposing, for ... | 2Doyle |
hill: “and now for the last brook, and to be a Queen! How grand itsounds!” A very few steps brought her to the edge of the brook. “TheEighth Square at last!” she cried as she bounded across,* * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * *and ... | 0Caroll |
Then, Drummle glanced at me, with an insolent triumph on hisgreat-jowled face that cut me to the heart, dull as he was, and soexasperated me, that I felt inclined to take him in my arms (as therobber in the story-book is said to have taken the old lady) and seathim on the fire.One thing was manifest to both of us, and ... | 1Dickens |
I’ll answer her, but what have you to do with it? Did I buy the geese“No; but one of them was mine all the same,” whined the little man.“Well, then, ask Mrs. Oakshott for it.”“She told me to ask you.”“Well, you can ask the King of Proosia, for all I care. I’ve had enoughof it. Get out of this!” He rushed fiercely forwa... | 2Doyle |
well?” This unexpected inquiry put me into such a difficulty that Ibegan saying in the absurdest way that if there had been any suchperson I had no doubt she would have been quite well and would havebeen very much obliged and would have sent her compliments, when thenurse came to my rescue.“Well!” she cried, picking up... | 1Dickens |
Soon her eye fell on a little glass box that was lying under the table:she opened it, and found in it a very small cake, on which the words"EAT ME" were beautifully marked in currants. "Well, I'll eat it," saidAlice, "and if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key; and if itmakes me grow smaller, I can creep under... | 0Caroll |
“Thank you, Miss Havisham; I have not the least objection to receivingShe read me what she had written; and it was direct and clear, andevidently intended to absolve me from any suspicion of profiting by thereceipt of the money. I took the tablets from her hand, and it trembledagain, and it trembled more as she took of... | 1Dickens |
acquaintance, and could think of nothing else.My sister was not in a very bad temper when we presented ourselves inthe kitchen, and Joe was encouraged by that unusual circumstance totell her about the bright shilling. “A bad un, I’ll be bound,” saidMrs. Joe triumphantly, “or he wouldn’t have given it to the boy! Let’sI... | 1Dickens |
three most essential are gone—stolen, vanished. You must dropeverything, Sherlock. Never mind your usual petty puzzles of thepolice-court. It’s a vital international problem that you have tosolve. Why did Cadogan West take the papers, where are the missingones, how did he die, how came his body where it was found, how ... | 2Doyle |
“Dear boy!” he said, putting his arm on my shoulder, as he took hisseat. “Faithful dear boy, well done. Thankye, thankye!”Again among the tiers of shipping, in and out, avoiding rustychain-cables frayed hempen hawsers and bobbing buoys, sinking for themoment floating broken baskets, scattering floating chips of wood an... | 1Dickens |
answer to the ringing of the bell, and one of my two conductors struckthe man who opened it, with his heavy riding glove, across the face.“There was nothing in this action to attract my particular attention,for I had seen common people struck more commonly than dogs. But, theother of the two, being angry likewise, stru... | 1Dickens |
moved his blunt head round in such an accusatory manner as I movedround, that I blubbered out to him, “I couldn’t help it, sir! It wasn’tfor myself I took it!” Upon which he put down his head, blew a cloud ofsmoke out of his nose, and vanished with a kick-up of his hind-legs anda flourish of his tail.All this time, I w... | 1Dickens |
The White Queen gave a deep sigh, and laid her head on Alice’sshoulder. “I _am_ so sleepy?” she moaned.“She’s tired, poor thing!” said the Red Queen. “Smooth her hair—lendher your nightcap—and sing her a soothing lullaby.”“I haven’t got a nightcap with me,” said Alice, as she tried to obeythe first direction: “and I do... | 0Caroll |
“I beg that you will not touch me with your filthy hands,” remarked ourprisoner as the handcuffs clattered upon his wrists. “You may not beaware that I have royal blood in my veins. Have the goodness, also,when you address me always to say ‘sir’ and ‘please.’”“All right,” said Jones with a stare and a snigger. “Well, w... | 2Doyle |
“Dr. Mortimer returns with me.” “But Dr. Mortimer has his practice to attend to, and his house is miles away from yours. With all the goodwill in the world he may be unable to help you. No, Sir Henry, you must take with you someone, a trusty man, who will be always by your side.” “Is it p... | 2Doyle |
the object), and you save a good deal of the attitude of openingoysters, on the part of the right elbow.”He offered these friendly suggestions in such a lively way, that weboth laughed and I scarcely blushed.“Now,” he pursued, “concerning Miss Havisham. Miss Havisham, you mustknow, was a spoilt child. Her mother died w... | 1Dickens |
“Are you, though!” cried Peters as a woman’s voice and heavy stepssounded in the passage. “We’ll soon see about that. This way, officers,if you please. These men have forced their way into my house, and Icannot get rid of them. Help me to put them out.”A sergeant and a constable stood in the doorway. Holmes drew his ca... | 2Doyle |
happy, and some are unhappy.16. No y' exist. i.e. Nobody is unhealthy. | 1 | | | | | 1. |---|---| 2. |---|---| | 0 | | | 1 | | | | | | | 1 | 3. |---|---| 4. |---|---| ... | 0Caroll |
“I am so delighted that you have come,” she said earnestly. “It is sovery kind of you both; but indeed I do not know what I should do. Youradvice will be altogether invaluable to me.”“Pray tell us what has happened to you.”“I will do so, and I must be quick, for I have promised Mr. Rucastle tobe back before three. I go... | 2Doyle |
affection for Arthur blinds you as to the awful consequences to me. Farfrom hushing the thing up, I have brought a gentleman down from Londonto inquire more deeply into it.”“This gentleman?” she asked, facing round to me.“No, his friend. He wished us to leave him alone. He is round in the“The stable lane?” She raised h... | 2Doyle |
watched me as I separated two one-pound notes from its contents. Theywere clean and new, and I spread them out and handed them over to him.Still watching me, he laid them one upon the other, folded themlong-wise, gave them a twist, set fire to them at the lamp, and droppedthe ashes into the tray.“May I make so bold,” h... | 1Dickens |
which comes under the letter A. You have lost nothing by them.”“No, sir. But I want to find out about them, and who they are, and whattheir object was in playing this prank—if it was a prank—upon me. Itwas a pretty expensive joke for them, for it cost them two and thirty“We shall endeavour to clear up these points for ... | 2Doyle |
can make compensation to me for the loss of the little child—what cometo the forge—and ever the best of friends!—”O dear good Joe, whom I was so ready to leave and so unthankful to, Isee you again, with your muscular blacksmith’s arm before your eyes,and your broad chest heaving, and your voice dying away. O dear goodf... | 1Dickens |
was,—that tears started to my eyes. The moment they sprang there, thegirl looked at me with a quick delight in having been the cause ofthem. This gave me power to keep them back and to look at her: so, shegave a contemptuous toss—but with a sense, I thought, of having madetoo sure that I was so wounded—and left me.But ... | 1Dickens |
“Skin the stockings off Mr. Waldengarver,” said the owner of thatproperty, “or you’ll bust ’em. Bust ’em, and you’ll bustfive-and-thirty shillings. Shakspeare never was complimented with afiner pair. Keep quiet in your chair now, and leave ’em to me.”With that, he went upon his knees, and began to flay his victim; who,... | 1Dickens |
accordance with this agreement, and any volunteers associated with theproduction, promotion and distribution of Project Gutenberg™electronic works, harmless from all liability, costs and expenses,including legal fees, that arise directly or indirectly from any ofthe following which you do or cause to occur: (a) distrib... | 2Doyle |
“Shall we turn back?” “No, by thunder; we have come out to get our man, and we will do it. We after the convict, and a hell-hound, as likely as not, after us. Come on! We’ll see it through if all the fiends of the pit were loose upon the moor.” We stumbled slowly along in the darkness, wi... | 2Doyle |
over again to keep Joseph up to the mark (I don’t know what mark), andto render me efficient and constant service (I don’t know whatservice). He also made known to me for the first time in my life, andcertainly after having kept his secret wonderfully well, that he hadalways said of me, “That boy is no common boy, and ... | 1Dickens |
larcenous researches might find nothing available in the safe.Therefore I resolved to put my hunk of bread and butter down the leg ofThe effort of resolution necessary to the achievement of this purpose Ifound to be quite awful. It was as if I had to make up my mind to leapfrom the top of a high house, or plunge into a... | 1Dickens |
aside all his cases and surrender himself to complete rest if he wishedto avert an absolute breakdown. The state of his health was not amatter in which he himself took the faintest interest, for his mentaldetachment was absolute, but he was induced at last, on the threat ofbeing permanently disqualified from work, to g... | 2Doyle |
death from cardiac exhaustion. This explanation was borne out by the post-mortem examination, which showed long-standing organic disease, and the coroner’s jury returned a verdict in accordance with the medical evidence. It is well that this is so, for it is obv... | 2Doyle |
the company came. Mr. Wopsle, united to a Roman nose and a largeshining bald forehead, had a deep voice which he was uncommonly proudof; indeed it was understood among his acquaintance that if you couldonly give him his head, he would read the clergyman into fits; hehimself confessed that if the Church was “thrown open... | 1Dickens |
were never together, but that the one always appeared when the otherwas away, was suggestive. So were the tinted spectacles and the curiousvoice, which both hinted at a disguise, as did the bushy whiskers. Mysuspicions were all confirmed by his peculiar action in typewriting hissignature, which, of course, inferred tha... | 2Doyle |
He did this so that nobody but I saw the file; and when he had done ithe wiped the file and put it in a breast-pocket. I knew it to be Joe’sfile, and I knew that he knew my convict, the moment I saw theinstrument. I sat gazing at him, spell-bound. But he now reclined onhis settle, taking very little notice of me, and t... | 1Dickens |
The Raymond referred to, I understood to be the gentleman present, andhim I understood to be Mr. Camilla. He came to the rescue at thispoint, and said in a consolatory and complimentary voice, “Camilla, mydear, it is well known that your family feelings are graduallyundermining you to the extent of making one of your l... | 1Dickens |
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