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hat. A tin box for botanical specimens hung over his shoulder and he carried a green butterfly-net in one of his hands. “You will, I am sure, excuse my presumption, Dr. Watson,” said he as he came panting up to where I stood. “Here on the moor we are homely folk and do not wait for formal intr... | 2Doyle |
but that they of themselves were far from hopeless; the danger laymainly in the nervous shock. By the surgeon’s directions, her bed wascarried into that room and laid upon the great table, which happened tobe well suited to the dressing of her injuries. When I saw her again,an hour afterwards, she lay, indeed, where I ... | 1Dickens |
Therefore, when Sunday came, the mender of roads was not enchanted(though he said he was) to find that madame was to accompany monsieurand himself to Versailles. It was additionally disconcerting to havemadame knitting all the way there, in a public conveyance; it wasadditionally disconcerting yet, to have madame in th... | 1Dickens |
were enough to shake nerves of steel. She responded beautifully. Thephotograph is in a recess behind a sliding panel just above the rightbell-pull. She was there in an instant, and I caught a glimpse of it asshe half drew it out. When I cried out that it was a false alarm, shereplaced it, glanced at the rocket, rushed ... | 2Doyle |
more than it could bear. If, on the other hand, I am to do it in thename of the firm, then in justice to my partner I must insist that,even in your case, every businesslike precaution should be taken.’“‘I should much prefer to have it so,’ said he, raising up a square,black morocco case which he had laid beside his cha... | 2Doyle |
these images, and yet I was so intent, all the time, upon himhimself,—who would not be intent on the tiger crouching to spring!—thatI knew of the slightest action of his fingers.When he had drunk this second time, he rose from the bench on which hesat, and pushed the table aside. Then, he took up the candle, and,shadin... | 1Dickens |
man out of his wits. His heart and soul were in the scene,and with his former self. He corroborated everything,remembered everything, enjoyed everything, and underwentthe strangest agitation. It was not until now, when thebright faces of his former self and Dick were turned fromthem, that he remembered the Ghost, and b... | 1Dickens |
mission of all, but since he had taken it over those talents had becomemore and more manifest to the half-dozen people in the world who werereally in touch with the truth. One of these was his present companion,Baron Von Herling, the chief secretary of the legation, whose huge100-horse-power Benz car was blocking the c... | 2Doyle |
Great Scott! Jump, Archie, jump, and I’ll swing for it!”Sherlock Holmes had sprung out and seized the intruder by the collar.The other dived down the hole, and I heard the sound of rending clothas Jones clutched at his skirts. The light flashed upon the barrel of arevolver, but Holmes’ hunting crop came down on the man... | 2Doyle |
strongest assurances. To both, he wrote that he would despatch lettersin proof of his safety, immediately after his arrival.It was a hard day, that day of being among them, with the firstreservation of their joint lives on his mind. It was a hard matter topreserve the innocent deceit of which they were profoundly unsus... | 1Dickens |
herself, and stood looking at the speaker. This change had a greatinfluence in bringing Camilla’s chemistry to a sudden end.“Matthew will come and see me at last,” said Miss Havisham, sternly,“when I am laid on that table. That will be his place,—there,” strikingthe table with her stick, “at my head! And yours will be ... | 1Dickens |
centre of this room there was an upright beam, which had been placed at some period as a support for the old worm-eaten baulk of timber which spanned the roof. To this post a figure was tied, so swathed and muffled in the sheets which had been used to secure it that one could not for the momen... | 2Doyle |
correct, very shortly take place, between Lord Robert St. Simon, secondson of the Duke of Balmoral, and Miss Hatty Doran, the only daughter ofAloysius Doran. Esq., of San Francisco, Cal., U.S.A.’ That is all.”“Terse and to the point,” remarked Holmes, stretching his long, thinlegs towards the fire.“There was a paragrap... | 2Doyle |
parish to make him open it. At others he will with his own hands tear down some other man’s gate and declare that a path has existed there from time immemorial, defying the owner to prosecute him for trespass. He is learned in old manorial and communal rights, and he applies his knowledge some... | 2Doyle |
suspected tar in it, would bring a rush of blood to my face. In a word,I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been toocowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong. I had had nointercourse with the world at that time, and I imitated none of itsmany inhabitants who act in this manner. Quite an unta... | 1Dickens |
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there would have been a long strip of the blank horizon between the twoAt first, I had to shut some gates after me, and now and then to standstill while the cattle that were lying in the banked-up pathway aroseand blundered down among the grass and reeds. But after a little whileI seemed to have the whole flats to myse... | 1Dickens |
proceeded to offer it to him. The lion took it with care and caution,made his selections from it, and his remarks upon it, and the jackalassisted both. When the repast was fully discussed, the lion put hishands in his waistband again, and lay down to meditate. The jackal theninvigorated himself with a bumper for his th... | 1Dickens |
point which is not quite clear to you?”“The object of the mulatto cook’s return?”“I think that the strange creature in the kitchen may account for it.The man was a primitive savage from the backwoods of San Pedro, andthis was his fetish. When his companion and he had fled to someprearranged retreat—already occupied, no... | 2Doyle |
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have a reason. State your reason. Why wouldn’t you go?”“Because,” said Mr. Lorry, “I wouldn’t go on such an object withouthaving some cause to believe that I should succeed.”“D--n _me_!” cried Stryver, “but this beats everything.”Mr. Lorry glanced at the distant House, and glanced at the angry“Here’s a man of business-... | 1Dickens |
that we shall soon drive away the dangers that threaten you.”Sherlock Holmes and I had no difficulty in engaging a bedroom andsitting-room at the Crown Inn. They were on the upper floor, and fromour window we could command a view of the avenue gate, and of theinhabited wing of Stoke Moran Manor House. At dusk we saw Dr... | 2Doyle |
thought and hoped he saw his new-born resolutions carriedQuiet and dark, beside him stood the Phantom, with itsoutstretched hand. When he roused himself from histhoughtful quest, he fancied from the turn of the hand, andits situation in reference to himself, that the Unseen Eyeswere looking at him keenly. It made him s... | 1Dickens |
nearly one o’clock. I dropped off after this and slept soundly all“And now I come to the amazing part of my tale. When I woke it wasbroad daylight. I glanced at my watch, and the time was nearly nine. Ihad particularly asked to be called at eight, so I was very muchastonished at this forgetfulness. I sprang up and rang... | 2Doyle |
endeavour to assist your struggling family, and we will discussyour affairs this very afternoon, over a Christmas bowl ofsmoking bishop, Bob! Make up the fires, and buy anothercoal-scuttle before you dot another i, Bob Cratchit!"Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, andinfinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who d... | 1Dickens |
little, so that we could see above the bank. There was the red sun, onthe low level of the shore, in a purple haze, fast deepening intoblack; and there was the solitary flat marsh; and far away there werethe rising grounds, between which and us there seemed to be no life,save here and there in the foreground a melancho... | 1Dickens |
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lifted from my soul. That cold, incisive, ironical voice could belong to but one man in all the world. “Come out,” said he, “and please be careful with the revolver.” I stooped under the rude lintel, and there he sat upon a stone outside, his grey eyes dancing with amusement as they fell upon ... | 2Doyle |
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where was the place? I was ten miles or so from Eyford, that was all Iknew, but whether north, south, east, or west I had no idea. For thatmatter, Reading, and possibly other large towns, were within thatradius, so the place might not be so secluded, after all. Yet it wasquite certain, from the absolute stillness, that... | 2Doyle |
who visited at our house should always have put me through the sameinflammatory process under similar circumstances. Yet I do not call tomind that I was ever in my earlier youth the subject of remark in oursocial family circle, but some large-handed person took some suchophthalmic steps to patronise me.All this while, ... | 1Dickens |
suspicions or how you propose to investigate the case, I might perhaps even now give you some aid or advice.” “I assure you that I am simply here upon a visit to my friend, Sir Henry, and that I need no help of any kind.” “Excellent!” said Stapleton. “You are perfectly right to be wary an... | 2Doyle |
exceeded all that I have heard of it. And now I must fly to my dear boyto apologise to him for the wrong which I have done him. As to what youtell me of poor Mary, it goes to my very heart. Not even your skill caninform me where she is now.”“I think that we may safely say,” returned Holmes, “that she iswherever Sir Geo... | 2Doyle |
“As you both locked your doors at night, your rooms were unapproachablefrom that side. Now, would you have the kindness to go into your roomand bar your shutters?”Miss Stoner did so, and Holmes, after a careful examination through theopen window, endeavoured in every way to force the shutter open, butwithout success. T... | 2Doyle |
or whether he had used the child’s mother well, Provis doesn’t say; butshe had shared some four or five years of the wretched life hedescribed to us at this fireside, and he seems to have felt pity forher, and forbearance towards her. Therefore, fearing he should becalled upon to depose about this destroyed child, and ... | 1Dickens |
in a moment, and she was back again in the little dark shop.“I should like to buy an egg, please,” she said timidly. “How do you“Fivepence farthing for one—Twopence for two,” the Sheep replied.“Then two are cheaper than one?” Alice said in a surprised tone, taking“Only you _must_ eat them both, if you buy two,” said th... | 0Caroll |
In all your career you have never had so great a chance of serving your“Well, well!” said Holmes, shrugging his shoulders. “Come, Watson! Andyou, Lestrade, could you favour us with your company for an hour ortwo? We will begin our investigation by a visit to Aldgate Station.Good-bye, Mycroft. I shall let you have a rep... | 2Doyle |
and of the state of the prisoner when released and delivered to him.This short examination followed, for the court was quick with its work.“You did good service at the taking of the Bastille, citizen?”Here, an excited woman screeched from the crowd: “You were one of thebest patriots there. Why not say so? You were a ca... | 1Dickens |
met such an end, I might act even as our lawless lion-hunter has done.Who knows? Well, Watson, I will not offend your intelligence byexplaining what is obvious. The gravel upon the window-sill was, ofcourse, the starting-point of my research. It was unlike anything inthe vicarage garden. Only when my attention had been... | 2Doyle |
The man never trod ground whose virtues and services would havesustained him in that place that day, against such denunciation.And all the worse for the doomed man, that the denouncer was awell-known citizen, his own attached friend, the father of his wife. Oneof the frenzied aspirations of the populace was, for imitat... | 1Dickens |
on it. The placid look at the white ceiling came back, and passed away,and his head dropped quietly on his breast.Mindful, then, of what we had read together, I thought of the two menwho went up into the Temple to pray, and I knew there were no betterwords that I could say beside his bed, than “O Lord, be merciful to h... | 1Dickens |
fog out of your throat by giving you a breath of the pure night air of Dartmoor. Never been there? Ah, well, I don’t suppose you will forget your first visit.”The Hound of the Baskervilles One of Sherlock Holmes’s defects—if, indeed, one may call it a defect—was that he was exceedingly loath t... | 2Doyle |
shadow to look at. Him and Compeyson had been in a bad thing with arich lady some years afore, and they’d made a pot of money by it; butCompeyson betted and gamed, and he’d have run through the king’s taxes.So, Arthur was a dying, and a dying poor and with the horrors on him,and Compeyson’s wife (which Compeyson kicked... | 1Dickens |
because 'middle' begins with 'm'.)Now, in representing the two Premisses, I prefer to begin with theNEGATIVE one (the one beginning with "no"), because GREY counterscan always be placed with CERTAINTY, and will then help to fix theposition of the red counters, which are sometimes a little uncertainwhere they will be mo... | 0Caroll |
equally well. And could I look upon her without compassion, seeing herpunishment in the ruin she was, in her profound unfitness for thisearth on which she was placed, in the vanity of sorrow which had becomea master mania, like the vanity of penitence, the vanity of remorse,the vanity of unworthiness, and other monstro... | 1Dickens |
four red and five grey.The Envelope, &c. can be had separately, at 3d. each.The Author will be very grateful for suggestions, especially frombeginners in Logic, of any alterations, or further explanations,that may seem desirable. Letters should be addressed to him at"29, Bedford Street, Covent Garden, London.""There f... | 0Caroll |
outside that his interest was strongly excited. There was a laurel bushoutside the window, and several of the branches bore signs of havingbeen twisted or snapped. He examined them carefully with his lens, andthen some dim and vague marks upon the earth beneath. Finally he askedthe chief clerk to close the iron shutter... | 2Doyle |
the coals gradiwally in the soup-tureen and wegetable-dishes, and thewine and spirits in your Wellington boots.”We looked forward to the day when I should go out for a ride, as we hadonce looked forward to the day of my apprenticeship. And when the daycame, and an open carriage was got into the Lane, Joe wrapped me up,... | 1Dickens |
and, I may add, a great benefactor to him, for I have learned that hegave him Hatherley Farm rent free.”“Indeed! That is interesting,” said Holmes.“Oh, yes! In a hundred other ways he has helped him. Everybody abouthere speaks of his kindness to him.”“Really! Does it not strike you as a little singular that thisMcCarth... | 2Doyle |
forever. These pretended journeys to France were rather cumbrous. Thething to do was clearly to bring the business to an end in such adramatic manner that it would leave a permanent impression upon theyoung lady’s mind and prevent her from looking upon any other suitorfor some time to come. Hence those vows of fidelity... | 2Doyle |
thoughts chiefly to that vessel. But we noted down what other foreignsteamers would leave London with the same tide, and we satisfiedourselves that we knew the build and colour of each. We then separatedfor a few hours: I, to get at once such passports as were necessary;Herbert, to see Startop at his lodgings. We both ... | 1Dickens |
on confidential terms with me in an admirable manner; and I may stateat once that he was always so zealous and honourable in fulfilling hiscompact with me, that he made me zealous and honourable in fulfillingmine with him. If he had shown indifference as a master, I have nodoubt I should have returned the compliment as... | 1Dickens |
The Hatter was the first to break the silence. "What day of the monthis it?" he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of hispocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then,and holding it to his ear.Alice considered a little, and then said "The fourth.""Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatt... | 0Caroll |
light and young. Whether Mr. Trabb’s local work would have sat moregracefully on him than on me, may be a question; but I am consciousthat he carried off his rather old clothes much better than I carriedoff my new suit.As he was so communicative, I felt that reserve on my part would be abad return unsuited to our years... | 1Dickens |
thought: still it had _very_ long claws and a great many teeth, so shefelt that it ought to be treated with respect."Cheshire Puss," she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all knowwhether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider."Come, it's pleased so far," thought Alice, and she went on. "... | 0Caroll |
miserable, and most of our acquaintance were in the same condition.There was a gay fiction among us that we were constantly enjoyingourselves, and a skeleton truth that we never did. To the best of mybelief, our case was in the last aspect a rather common one.Every morning, with an air ever new, Herbert went into the C... | 1Dickens |
Take pen and ink, and write it down.”“I will, if I can remember it so long,” said Alice.“You needn’t go on making remarks like that,” Humpty Dumpty said:“they’re not sensible, and they put me out.”“I sent a message to the fish:I told them ‘This is what I wish.’The little fishes of the sea,They sent an answer back to me... | 0Caroll |
you had been born such, would you have been here now? Not you—”“Unless in that form,” said Mr. Wopsle, nodding towards the dish.“But I don’t mean in that form, sir,” returned Mr. Pumblechook, who hadan objection to being interrupted; “I mean, enjoying himself with hiselders and betters, and improving himself with their... | 1Dickens |
top and be damned to you, for I have had trouble enough to get you to“Halloa!” the guard replied.“What o’clock do you make it, Joe?”“Ten minutes, good, past eleven.”“My blood!” ejaculated the vexed coachman, “and not atop of Shooter’syet! Tst! Yah! Get on with you!”The emphatic horse, cut short by the whip in a most de... | 1Dickens |
the best thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race.""What _is_ a Caucus-race?" said Alice; not that she much wanted to know,but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that _somebody_ ought to speak,and no one else seemed inclined to say anything."Why," said the Dodo, "the best way to explain it is to do it." (And, asyou... | 0Caroll |
“Come, come, we are not so far wrong, after all,” said Holmes. “And now, Dr. James Mortimer—” “Mister, sir, Mister—a humble M.R.C.S.” “And a man of precise mind, evidently.” “A dabbler in science, Mr. Holmes, a picker up of shells on the shores of the great unknown ocean. I presume that i... | 2Doyle |
again. There was some hushing, and the Judge went on with what he hadto say to the rest. Then they were all formally doomed, and some ofthem were supported out, and some of them sauntered out with a haggardlook of bravery, and a few nodded to the gallery, and two or threeshook hands, and others went out chewing the fra... | 1Dickens |
some effort of escape, I broke through that cloud of despair and had aglimpse of Holmes’s face, white, rigid, and drawn with horror—the verylook which I had seen upon the features of the dead. It was that visionwhich gave me an instant of sanity and of strength. I dashed from mychair, threw my arms round Holmes, and to... | 2Doyle |
bread, and thrusting this rude meal into his pocket he started off uponI had just finished my tea when he returned, evidently in excellentspirits, swinging an old elastic-sided boot in his hand. He chucked itdown into a corner and helped himself to a cup of tea.“I only looked in as I passed,” said he. “I am going right... | 2Doyle |
standing at the door and walked slowly all round the house, across thefront, down the tradesmen’s path, and so round by the garden behindinto the stable lane. So long was he that Mr. Holder and I went intothe dining-room and waited by the fire until he should return. We weresitting there in silence when the door opened... | 2Doyle |
Vibart. The man had rooms somewhere in the town. He had been seentalking earnestly to Madame on the promenade by the lake. Then he hadcalled. She had refused to see him. He was English, but of his namethere was no record. Madame had left the place immediately afterwards.Jules Vibart, and, what was of more importance, J... | 2Doyle |
“The hero of the Long Island cave mystery?” said Holmes. “Sir, I ampleased to meet you.”The American, a quiet, businesslike young man, with a clean-shaven,hatchet face, flushed up at the words of commendation. “I am on thetrail of my life now, Mr. Holmes,” said he. “If I can get Gorgiano—”“What! Gorgiano of the Red Cir... | 2Doyle |
legible, folded in a case he carried. Among these were the name of abanking-house in New South Wales, where a sum of money was, and thedesignation of certain lands of considerable value. Both these heads ofinformation were in a list that Magwitch, while in prison, gave to Mr.Jaggers, of the possessions he supposed I sh... | 1Dickens |
Nor was this the end of the day’s bad work, for Saint Antoine so shoutedand danced his angry blood up, that it boiled again, on hearing whenthe day closed in that the son-in-law of the despatched, another of thepeople’s enemies and insulters, was coming into Paris under a guardfive hundred strong, in cavalry alone. Sai... | 1Dickens |
writing is undoubtedly my uncle’s.”Holmes moved the lamp, and we both bent over the sheet of paper, whichshowed by its ragged edge that it had indeed been torn from a book. Itwas headed, “March, 1869,” and beneath were the following enigmatical“4th. Hudson came. Same old platform.“7th. Set the pips on McCauley, Paramor... | 2Doyle |
in constant terror; for, when we ran ashore to get some bottles of beerinto the boat, and he was stepping out, I hinted that I thought hewould be safest where he was, and he said. “Do you, dear boy?” andquietly sat down again.The air felt cold upon the river, but it was a bright day, and thesunshine was very cheering. ... | 1Dickens |
brooding than drinking; for, many men had listened and whispered andslunk about there from the time of the opening of the door, who couldnot have laid a piece of money on the counter to save their souls. Thesewere to the full as interested in the place, however, as if they couldhave commanded whole barrels of wine; and... | 1Dickens |
sensitive organism, was killed, the others exhibiting that temporary orpermanent lunacy which is evidently the first effect of the drug. Inthe second case the result was complete. The facts, therefore, seem tobear out the theory of a poison which worked by combustion.“With this train of reasoning in my head I naturally... | 2Doyle |
6. No pins are ambitious; No needles are pins.7. All my friends have colds; No one can sing who has a cold.8. All these dishes are well-cooked; Some dishes are unwholesome9. No medicine is nice; Senna is a medicine.10. Some oysters are silent; No silent creatures are amusing.11. All wise men walk on their feet; A... | 0Caroll |
“Come, come!” said he, in a whimpering miserable way; “let me get towork. Give me my work.”Receiving no answer, he tore his hair, and beat his feet upon theground, like a distracted child.“Don’t torture a poor forlorn wretch,” he implored them, with a dreadfulcry; “but give me my work! What is to become of us, if those... | 1Dickens |
business all day, that we have not known what to do first, or which wayto turn. There is such an uneasiness in Paris, that we have actually arun of confidence upon us! Our customers over there, seem not to be ableto confide their property to us fast enough. There is positively a maniaamong some of them for sending it t... | 1Dickens |
loved her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influencein restraining me than if I had devoutly believed her to be humanI so shaped out my walk as to arrive at the gate at my old time. When Ihad rung at the bell with an unsteady hand, I turned my back upon thegate, while I tried to get my breath and kee... | 1Dickens |
and a O, and says you, ‘Here, at last, is a J-O, Joe,’ how interestingI derived from this, that Joe’s education, like Steam, was yet in itsinfancy. Pursuing the subject, I inquired,—“Didn’t you ever go to school, Joe, when you were as little as me?”“Why didn’t you ever go to school, Joe, when you were as little as me?”... | 1Dickens |
“We shall lose a fine opportunity if I put off going to Cairo, and I amvery much afraid I must go, Handel, when you most need me.”“Herbert, I shall always need you, because I shall always love you; butmy need is no greater now than at another time.”“You will be so lonely.”“I have not leisure to think of that,” said I. ... | 1Dickens |
away. I had heard them, alone at the bedside, striking their boots withtheir riding-whips, and loitering up and down.“‘At last she is dead?’ said the elder, when I went in.“‘She is dead,’ said I.“‘I congratulate you, my brother,’ were his words as he turned round.“He had before offered me money, which I had postponed t... | 1Dickens |
Upon which my sister fixed me with her eye, and said, in a lowreproachful voice, “Do you hear that? Be grateful.”“Especially,” said Mr. Pumblechook, “be grateful, boy, to them whichbrought you up by hand.”Mrs. Hubble shook her head, and contemplating me with a mournfulpresentiment that I should come to no good, asked, ... | 1Dickens |
very great distance from Paddington Station, I got a few patients fromamong the officials. One of these, whom I had cured of a painful andlingering disease, was never weary of advertising my virtues and ofendeavouring to send me on every sufferer over whom he might have anyOne morning, at a little before seven o’clock,... | 2Doyle |
second. You may have observed that I twice strolled over to the window while Dr. Mortimer was reading his legend.” “I was looking out for loiterers in the street, but I saw none. We are dealing with a clever man, Watson. This matter cuts very deep, and though I have not finally made up my mind... | 2Doyle |
problem will soon be solved. I have no doubt—” He stopped suddenly and stared fixedly up over my head into the air. The lamp beat upon his face, and so intent was it and so still that it might have been that of a clear-cut classical statue, a personification of alertness and expectation. ... | 2Doyle |
the stool, entered on his reversionary interest in the straw his fatherhad been chewing, and cogitated.“Al-ways rusty! His fingers is al-ways rusty!” muttered young Jerry.“Where does my father get all that iron rust from? He don’t get no iron“You know the Old Bailey well, no doubt?” said one of the oldest ofclerks to J... | 1Dickens |
gate—then I stand on my head—then the feet are high enough, yousee—then I’m over, you see.”“Yes, I suppose you’d be over when that was done,” Alice saidthoughtfully: “but don’t you think it would be rather hard?”“I haven’t tried it yet,” the Knight said, gravely: “so I can’t tellfor certain—but I’m afraid it _would_ be... | 0Caroll |
an uncomfortable silence for a minute or two.The Red Queen broke the silence by saying to the White Queen, “I inviteyou to Alice’s dinner-party this afternoon.”The White Queen smiled feebly, and said “And I invite _you_.”“I didn’t know I was to have a party at all,” said Alice; “but if thereis to be one, I think _I_ ou... | 0Caroll |
his beauty and strength and energy—so my father forbade the match. Wefled together, were married at Bari, and sold my jewels to gain themoney which would take us to America. This was four years ago, and wehave been in New York ever since.“Fortune was very good to us at first. Gennaro was able to do a serviceto an Itali... | 2Doyle |
everybody recognised, and which nobody had seen of old; and on thescarce occasions when two or three ragged peasants emerged from thecrowd to take a hurried peep at Monsieur the Marquis petrified, askinny finger would not have pointed to it for a minute, before they allstarted away among the moss and leaves, like the m... | 1Dickens |
arithmetic. On my politely bidding him Good-morning, he said,pompously, “Seven times nine, boy?” And how should _I_ be able toanswer, dodged in that way, in a strange place, on an empty stomach! Iwas hungry, but before I had swallowed a morsel, he began a running sumthat lasted all through the breakfast. “Seven?” “And ... | 1Dickens |
“I knew that Barrymore walked about nights, and I had a mind to speak to him about it,” said he. “Two or three times I have heard his steps in the passage, coming and going, just about the hour “Perhaps then he pays a visit every night to that particular “Perhaps he does. If so, we should be a... | 2Doyle |
was a miserable sight to see.It was with a depressed heart that I walked in the starlight for anhour and more, about the courtyard, and about the brewery, and aboutthe ruined garden. When I at last took courage to return to the room, Ifound Estella sitting at Miss Havisham’s knee, taking up some stitchesin one of those... | 1Dickens |
completed, when I was told that a lady waited, who wished to see me.“I am growing more and more unequal to the task I have set myself. It isso cold, so dark, my senses are so benumbed, and the gloom upon me is so“The lady was young, engaging, and handsome, but not marked for longlife. She was in great agitation. She pr... | 1Dickens |
down the river on a strong spring-tide, to the Hulks; a ghostly piratecalling out to me through a speaking-trumpet, as I passed thegibbet-station, that I had better come ashore and be hanged there atonce, and not put it off. I was afraid to sleep, even if I had beeninclined, for I knew that at the first faint dawn of m... | 1Dickens |
damages. If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreementviolates the law of the state applicable to this agreement, theagreement shall be interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer orlimitation permitted by the applicable state law. The invalidity orunenforceability of any provision of this agreement shall ... | 2Doyle |
of his bedding cut into strips; and as Mr. Pumblechook was verypositive and drove his own chaise-cart—over everybody—it was agreedthat it must be so. Mr. Wopsle, indeed, wildly cried out, “No!” withthe feeble malice of a tired man; but, as he had no theory, and no coaton, he was unanimously set at naught,—not to mentio... | 1Dickens |
"Don't you mean 'purpose'?" said Alice."I mean what I say," the Mock Turtle replied in an offended tone. Andthe Gryphon added, "Come, let's hear some of _your_ adventures."[Illustration: _The Mock Turtle drew a long breath and said, "That's"I could tell you my adventures--beginning from this morning," saidAlice a littl... | 0Caroll |
been talking together so long.“—then you don’t like all insects?” the Gnat went on, as quietly as if“I like them when they can talk,” Alice said. “None of them ever talk,where _I_ come from.”“What sort of insects do you rejoice in, where _you_ come from?” the“I don’t _rejoice_ in insects at all,” Alice explained, “beca... | 0Caroll |
“And you have, and are bound to have, that tenderness for the life hehas risked on your account, that you must save him, if possible, fromthrowing it away. Then you must get him out of England before you stira finger to extricate yourself. That done, extricate yourself, inHeaven’s name, and we’ll see it out together, d... | 1Dickens |
Tweedledum looked round him with a satisfied smile. “I don’t suppose,”he said, “there’ll be a tree left standing, for ever so far round, bythe time we’ve finished!”“And all about a rattle!” said Alice, still hoping to make them a_little_ ashamed of fighting for such a trifle.“I shouldn’t have minded it so much,” said T... | 0Caroll |
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