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+{"text_src": "132/clean_text.txt", "librivox_src": "1320/lastofthemohicans_0809_librivox_64kb_mp3/lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb.flac", "speaker_id": "1320", "quotations": [{"text": "\u201cWhen I found that the home path of the Hurons run north,", "start_byte": 508335, "end_byte": 508392, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 175.92499572753906, "cut_end_time": 178.87005822753906, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_0.flac"}, "context": "After proceeding a few miles, the progress of Hawkeye, who led the advance, became more deliberate and watchful. He often stopped to examine the trees; nor did he cross a rivulet without attentively considering the quantity, the velocity, and the color of its waters. Distrusting his own judgment, his appeals to the opinion of Chingachgook were frequent and earnest. During one of these conferences Heyward observed that Uncas stood a patient and silent, though, as he imagined, an interested listener. He was strongly tempted to address the young chief, and demand his opinion of their progress; but the calm and dignified demeanor of the native induced him to believe, that, like himself, the other was wholly dependent on the sagacity and intelligence of the seniors of the party. At last the scout spoke in English, and at once explained the embarrassment of their situation.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cWhen I found that the home path of the Hurons run north,\u201d<|quote_end|> he said, \u201cit did not need the judgment of many long years to tell that they would follow the valleys, and keep atween the waters of the Hudson and the Horican, until they might strike the springs of the Canada streams, which would lead them into the heart of the country of the Frenchers. Yet here are we, within a short range of the Scaroons, and not a sign of a trail have we crossed! Human natur\u2019 is weak, and it is possible we may not have taken the proper scent.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_0.flac", "original_index": 0}, {"text": "\u201cHeaven protect us from such an error!", "start_byte": 508864, "end_byte": 508902, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 206.34499633789062, "cut_end_time": 208.3801213378906, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_1.flac"}, "context": "\u201cit did not need the judgment of many long years to tell that they would follow the valleys, and keep atween the waters of the Hudson and the Horican, until they might strike the springs of the Canada streams, which would lead them into the heart of the country of the Frenchers. Yet here are we, within a short range of the Scaroons, and not a sign of a trail have we crossed! Human natur\u2019 is weak, and it is possible we may not have taken the proper scent.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cHeaven protect us from such an error!\u201d<|quote_end|> exclaimed Duncan. \u201cLet us retrace our steps, and examine as we go, with keener eyes. Has Uncas no counsel to offer in such a strait?\u201d\n\nThe young Mohican cast a glance at his father, but, maintaining his quiet and reserved mien, he continued silent. Chingachgook had caught the look, and motioning with his hand, he bade him speak. The moment this permission was accorded, the countenance of Uncas changed from its grave composure to a gleam of intelligence and joy. Bounding forward like a deer, he sprang up the side of a little acclivity, a few rods in advance, and stood, exultingly, over a spot of fresh earth, that looked as though it had been recently upturned by the passage of some heavy animal. The eyes of the whole party followed the unexpected movement, and read their success in the air of triumph that the youth assumed.", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_1.flac", "original_index": 2}, {"text": "\u201cLet us retrace our steps, and examine as we go, with keener eyes. Has Uncas no counsel to offer in such a strait?\u201d", "start_byte": 508922, "end_byte": 509037, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 210.1250030517578, "cut_end_time": 217.62006555175782, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_2.flac"}, "context": "\u201cit did not need the judgment of many long years to tell that they would follow the valleys, and keep atween the waters of the Hudson and the Horican, until they might strike the springs of the Canada streams, which would lead them into the heart of the country of the Frenchers. Yet here are we, within a short range of the Scaroons, and not a sign of a trail have we crossed! Human natur\u2019 is weak, and it is possible we may not have taken the proper scent.\u201d\n\n\u201cHeaven protect us from such an error!\u201d exclaimed Duncan. <|quote_start|>\u201cLet us retrace our steps, and examine as we go, with keener eyes. Has Uncas no counsel to offer in such a strait?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe young Mohican cast a glance at his father, but, maintaining his quiet and reserved mien, he continued silent. Chingachgook had caught the look, and motioning with his hand, he bade him speak. The moment this permission was accorded, the countenance of Uncas changed from its grave composure to a gleam of intelligence and joy. Bounding forward like a deer, he sprang up the side of a little acclivity, a few rods in advance, and stood, exultingly, over a spot of fresh earth, that looked as though it had been recently upturned by the passage of some heavy animal. The eyes of the whole party followed the unexpected movement, and read their success in the air of triumph that the youth assumed.", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 3}, {"text": "\u201cthe lad is quick of sight and keen of wit for his years.\u201d", "start_byte": 509802, "end_byte": 509860, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 266.4750122070313, "cut_end_time": 269.6600122070313, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "The young Mohican cast a glance at his father, but, maintaining his quiet and reserved mien, he continued silent. Chingachgook had caught the look, and motioning with his hand, he bade him speak. The moment this permission was accorded, the countenance of Uncas changed from its grave composure to a gleam of intelligence and joy. Bounding forward like a deer, he sprang up the side of a little acclivity, a few rods in advance, and stood, exultingly, over a spot of fresh earth, that looked as though it had been recently upturned by the passage of some heavy animal. The eyes of the whole party followed the unexpected movement, and read their success in the air of triumph that the youth assumed.\n\n\u201c\u2019Tis the trail!\u201d exclaimed the scout, advancing to the spot; <|quote_start|>\u201cthe lad is quick of sight and keen of wit for his years.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201c\u2019Tis extraordinary that he should have withheld his knowledge so long,\u201d muttered Duncan, at his elbow.\n\n\u201cIt would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding. No, no; your young white, who gathers his learning from books and can measure what he knows by the page, may conceit that his knowledge, like his legs, outruns that of his fathers\u2019, but, where experience is the master, the scholar is made to know the value of years, and respects them accordingly.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 5}, {"text": "\u201c\u2019Tis extraordinary that he should have withheld his knowledge so long,", "start_byte": 509862, "end_byte": 509933, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 270.714990234375, "cut_end_time": 274.270115234375, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "The young Mohican cast a glance at his father, but, maintaining his quiet and reserved mien, he continued silent. Chingachgook had caught the look, and motioning with his hand, he bade him speak. The moment this permission was accorded, the countenance of Uncas changed from its grave composure to a gleam of intelligence and joy. Bounding forward like a deer, he sprang up the side of a little acclivity, a few rods in advance, and stood, exultingly, over a spot of fresh earth, that looked as though it had been recently upturned by the passage of some heavy animal. The eyes of the whole party followed the unexpected movement, and read their success in the air of triumph that the youth assumed.\n\n\u201c\u2019Tis the trail!\u201d exclaimed the scout, advancing to the spot; \u201cthe lad is quick of sight and keen of wit for his years.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201c\u2019Tis extraordinary that he should have withheld his knowledge so long,\u201d<|quote_end|> muttered Duncan, at his elbow.\n\n\u201cIt would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding. No, no; your young white, who gathers his learning from books and can measure what he knows by the page, may conceit that his knowledge, like his legs, outruns that of his fathers\u2019, but, where experience is the master, the scholar is made to know the value of years, and respects them accordingly.\u201d\n\n\u201cSee!\u201d said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "narrative_information_pred": {"muttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_4.flac", "original_index": 6}, {"text": "\u201cthe dark-hair has gone toward the forest.\u201d", "start_byte": 510443, "end_byte": 510486, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 306.4750073242188, "cut_end_time": 309.07000732421875, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_5.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIt would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding. No, no; your young white, who gathers his learning from books and can measure what he knows by the page, may conceit that his knowledge, like his legs, outruns that of his fathers\u2019, but, where experience is the master, the scholar is made to know the value of years, and respects them accordingly.\u201d\n\n\u201cSee!\u201d said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him, <|quote_start|>\u201cthe dark-hair has gone toward the forest.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cHound never ran on a more beautiful scent,\u201d responded the scout, dashing forward, at once, on the indicated route; \u201cwe are favored, greatly favored, and can follow with high noses. Ay, here are both your waddling beasts: this Huron travels like a white general. The fellow is stricken with a judgment, and is mad! Look sharp for wheels, Sagamore,\u201d he continued, looking back, and laughing in his newly awakened satisfaction; \u201cwe shall soon have the fool journeying in a coach, and that with three of the best pair of eyes on the borders in his rear.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"pointing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_5.flac", "original_index": 9}, {"text": "\u201cHound never ran on a more beautiful scent,", "start_byte": 510488, "end_byte": 510531, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 310.13499633789064, "cut_end_time": 312.51005883789065, "narration": {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_6.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIt would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding. No, no; your young white, who gathers his learning from books and can measure what he knows by the page, may conceit that his knowledge, like his legs, outruns that of his fathers\u2019, but, where experience is the master, the scholar is made to know the value of years, and respects them accordingly.\u201d\n\n\u201cSee!\u201d said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him, \u201cthe dark-hair has gone toward the forest.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cHound never ran on a more beautiful scent,\u201d<|quote_end|> responded the scout, dashing forward, at once, on the indicated route; \u201cwe are favored, greatly favored, and can follow with high noses. Ay, here are both your waddling beasts: this Huron travels like a white general. The fellow is stricken with a judgment, and is mad! Look sharp for wheels, Sagamore,\u201d he continued, looking back, and laughing in his newly awakened satisfaction; \u201cwe shall soon have the fool journeying in a coach, and that with three of the best pair of eyes on the borders in his rear.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"responded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_6.flac", "original_index": 10}, {"text": "\u201cwe are favored, greatly favored, and can follow with high noses. Ay, here are both your waddling beasts: this Huron travels like a white general. The fellow is stricken with a judgment, and is mad! Look sharp for wheels, Sagamore,", "start_byte": 510604, "end_byte": 510835, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 317.2849951171875, "cut_end_time": 332.35012011718754, "narration": {"text": " he continued, looking back, and laughing in his newly awakened satisfaction;", "cut_start_time": 332.37500732421876, "cut_end_time": 336.77006982421875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_7.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIt would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding. No, no; your young white, who gathers his learning from books and can measure what he knows by the page, may conceit that his knowledge, like his legs, outruns that of his fathers\u2019, but, where experience is the master, the scholar is made to know the value of years, and respects them accordingly.\u201d\n\n\u201cSee!\u201d said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him, \u201cthe dark-hair has gone toward the forest.\u201d\n\n\u201cHound never ran on a more beautiful scent,\u201d responded the scout, dashing forward, at once, on the indicated route; <|quote_start|>\u201cwe are favored, greatly favored, and can follow with high noses. Ay, here are both your waddling beasts: this Huron travels like a white general. The fellow is stricken with a judgment, and is mad! Look sharp for wheels, Sagamore,\u201d<|quote_end|> he continued, looking back, and laughing in his newly awakened satisfaction; \u201cwe shall soon have the fool journeying in a coach, and that with three of the best pair of eyes on the borders in his rear.\u201d\n\nThe spirits of the scout, and the astonishing success of the chase, in which a circuitous distance of more than forty miles had been passed, did not fail to impart a portion of hope to the whole party. Their advance was rapid; and made with as much confidence as a traveler would proceed along a wide highway. If a rock, or a rivulet, or a bit of earth harder than common, severed the links of the clew they followed, the true eye of the scout recovered them at a distance, and seldom rendered the delay of a single moment necessary. Their progress was much facilitated by the certainty that Magua had found it necessary to journey through the valleys; a circumstance which rendered the general direction of the route sure. Nor had the Huron entirely neglected the arts uniformly practised by the natives when retiring in front of an enemy. False trails and sudden turnings were frequent, wherever a brook or the formation of the ground rendered them feasible; but his pursuers were rarely deceived, and never failed to detect their error, before they had lost either time or distance on the deceptive track.", "narrative_information_pred": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_7.flac", "original_index": 11}, {"text": "\u201cwe shall soon have the fool journeying in a coach, and that with three of the best pair of eyes on the borders in his rear.\u201d", "start_byte": 510914, "end_byte": 511039, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 337.2550085449219, "cut_end_time": 343.9500710449219, "narration": {"text": " said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.", "cut_start_time": 493.5249853515625, "cut_end_time": 501.15004785156253, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_8.flac"}, "context": "\u201cthe dark-hair has gone toward the forest.\u201d\n\n\u201cHound never ran on a more beautiful scent,\u201d responded the scout, dashing forward, at once, on the indicated route; \u201cwe are favored, greatly favored, and can follow with high noses. Ay, here are both your waddling beasts: this Huron travels like a white general. The fellow is stricken with a judgment, and is mad! Look sharp for wheels, Sagamore,\u201d he continued, looking back, and laughing in his newly awakened satisfaction; <|quote_start|>\u201cwe shall soon have the fool journeying in a coach, and that with three of the best pair of eyes on the borders in his rear.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe spirits of the scout, and the astonishing success of the chase, in which a circuitous distance of more than forty miles had been passed, did not fail to impart a portion of hope to the whole party. Their advance was rapid; and made with as much confidence as a traveler would proceed along a wide highway. If a rock, or a rivulet, or a bit of earth harder than common, severed the links of the clew they followed, the true eye of the scout recovered them at a distance, and seldom rendered the delay of a single moment necessary. Their progress was much facilitated by the certainty that Magua had found it necessary to journey through the valleys; a circumstance which rendered the general direction of the route sure. Nor had the Huron entirely neglected the arts uniformly practised by the natives when retiring in front of an enemy. False trails and sudden turnings were frequent, wherever a brook or the formation of the ground rendered them feasible; but his pursuers were rarely deceived, and never failed to detect their error, before they had lost either time or distance on the deceptive track.", "narrative_information_pred": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_8.flac", "original_index": 12}, {"text": "\u201cWhat should this prove?", "start_byte": 513518, "end_byte": 513542, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 492.20499633789063, "cut_end_time": 493.2900588378906, "narration": {"text": " said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.", "cut_start_time": 493.5249853515625, "cut_end_time": 501.15004785156253, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_9.flac"}, "context": "It was easy to follow the tracks of the Narragansetts, but they seemed only to have wandered without guides, or any other object than the pursuit of food. At length Uncas, who, with his father, had endeavored to trace the route of the horses, came upon a sign of their presence that was quite recent. Before following the clew, he communicated his success to his companions; and while the latter were consulting on the circumstance, the youth reappeared, leading the two fillies, with their saddles broken, and the housings soiled, as though they had been permitted to run at will for several days.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cWhat should this prove?\u201d<|quote_end|> said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.\n\n\u201cThat our march is come to a quick end, and that we are in an enemy\u2019s country,\u201d returned the scout. \u201cHad the knave been pressed, and the gentle ones wanted horses to keep up with the party, he might have taken their scalps; but without an enemy at his heels, and with such rugged beasts as these, he would not hurt a hair of their heads. I know your thoughts, and shame be it to our color that you have reason for them; but he who thinks that even a Mingo would ill-treat a woman, unless it be to tomahawk her, knows nothing of Indian natur\u2019, or the laws of the woods. No, no; I have heard that the French Indians had come into these hills to hunt the moose, and we are getting within scent of their camp. Why should they not? The morning and evening guns of Ty may be heard any day among these mountains; for the Frenchers are running a new line atween the provinces of the king and the Canadas. It is true that the horses are here, but the Hurons are gone; let us, then, hunt for the path by which they parted.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_9.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\u201cThat our march is come to a quick end, and that we are in an enemy\u2019s country,", "start_byte": 513685, "end_byte": 513763, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 502.45500000000004, "cut_end_time": 506.6400625, "narration": {"text": " said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.", "cut_start_time": 493.5249853515625, "cut_end_time": 501.15004785156253, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_10.flac"}, "context": "It was easy to follow the tracks of the Narragansetts, but they seemed only to have wandered without guides, or any other object than the pursuit of food. At length Uncas, who, with his father, had endeavored to trace the route of the horses, came upon a sign of their presence that was quite recent. Before following the clew, he communicated his success to his companions; and while the latter were consulting on the circumstance, the youth reappeared, leading the two fillies, with their saddles broken, and the housings soiled, as though they had been permitted to run at will for several days.\n\n\u201cWhat should this prove?\u201d said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThat our march is come to a quick end, and that we are in an enemy\u2019s country,\u201d<|quote_end|> returned the scout. \u201cHad the knave been pressed, and the gentle ones wanted horses to keep up with the party, he might have taken their scalps; but without an enemy at his heels, and with such rugged beasts as these, he would not hurt a hair of their heads. I know your thoughts, and shame be it to our color that you have reason for them; but he who thinks that even a Mingo would ill-treat a woman, unless it be to tomahawk her, knows nothing of Indian natur\u2019, or the laws of the woods. No, no; I have heard that the French Indians had come into these hills to hunt the moose, and we are getting within scent of their camp. Why should they not? The morning and evening guns of Ty may be heard any day among these mountains; for the Frenchers are running a new line atween the provinces of the king and the Canadas. It is true that the horses are here, but the Hurons are gone; let us, then, hunt for the path by which they parted.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_10.flac", "original_index": 14}, {"text": "\u201cSuch cunning is not without its deviltry,", "start_byte": 515279, "end_byte": 515321, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 597.4849731445313, "cut_end_time": 599.8900356445313, "narration": {"text": " said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.", "cut_start_time": 493.5249853515625, "cut_end_time": 501.15004785156253, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "Hawkeye and the Mohicans now applied themselves to their task in good earnest. A circle of a few hundred feet in circumference was drawn, and each of the party took a segment for his portion. The examination, however, resulted in no discovery. The impressions of footsteps were numerous, but they all appeared like those of men who had wandered about the spot, without any design to quit it. Again the scout and his companions made the circuit of the halting place, each slowly following the other, until they assembled in the center once more, no wiser than when they started.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cSuch cunning is not without its deviltry,\u201d<|quote_end|> exclaimed Hawkeye, when he met the disappointed looks of his assistants.\n\n\u201cWe must get down to it, Sagamore, beginning at the spring, and going over the ground by inches. The Huron shall never brag in his tribe that he has a foot which leaves no print.\u201d\n\nSetting the example himself, the scout engaged in the scrutiny with renewed zeal. Not a leaf was left unturned. The sticks were removed, and the stones lifted; for Indian cunning was known frequently to adopt these objects as covers, laboring with the utmost patience and industry, to conceal each footstep as they proceeded. Still no discovery was made. At length Uncas, whose activity had enabled him to achieve his portion of the task the soonest, raked the earth across the turbid little rill which ran from the spring, and diverted its course into another channel. So soon as its narrow bed below the dam was dry, he stooped over it with keen and curious eyes. A cry of exultation immediately announced the success of the young warrior. The whole party crowded to the spot where Uncas pointed out the impression of a moccasin in the moist alluvion.", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 16}, {"text": "\u201cWe must get down to it, Sagamore, beginning at the spring, and going over the ground by inches. The Huron shall never brag in his tribe that he has a foot which leaves no print.\u201d", "start_byte": 515397, "end_byte": 515576, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 604.3449780273438, "cut_end_time": 614.3501030273437, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "Hawkeye and the Mohicans now applied themselves to their task in good earnest. A circle of a few hundred feet in circumference was drawn, and each of the party took a segment for his portion. The examination, however, resulted in no discovery. The impressions of footsteps were numerous, but they all appeared like those of men who had wandered about the spot, without any design to quit it. Again the scout and his companions made the circuit of the halting place, each slowly following the other, until they assembled in the center once more, no wiser than when they started.\n\n\u201cSuch cunning is not without its deviltry,\u201d exclaimed Hawkeye, when he met the disappointed looks of his assistants.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cWe must get down to it, Sagamore, beginning at the spring, and going over the ground by inches. The Huron shall never brag in his tribe that he has a foot which leaves no print.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nSetting the example himself, the scout engaged in the scrutiny with renewed zeal. Not a leaf was left unturned. The sticks were removed, and the stones lifted; for Indian cunning was known frequently to adopt these objects as covers, laboring with the utmost patience and industry, to conceal each footstep as they proceeded. Still no discovery was made. At length Uncas, whose activity had enabled him to achieve his portion of the task the soonest, raked the earth across the turbid little rill which ran from the spring, and diverted its course into another channel. So soon as its narrow bed below the dam was dry, he stooped over it with keen and curious eyes. A cry of exultation immediately announced the success of the young warrior. The whole party crowded to the spot where Uncas pointed out the impression of a moccasin in the moist alluvion.", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 17}, {"text": "\u201cThis lad will be an honor to his people,", "start_byte": 516433, "end_byte": 516474, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 671.1349975585938, "cut_end_time": 673.4201225585938, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "Setting the example himself, the scout engaged in the scrutiny with renewed zeal. Not a leaf was left unturned. The sticks were removed, and the stones lifted; for Indian cunning was known frequently to adopt these objects as covers, laboring with the utmost patience and industry, to conceal each footstep as they proceeded. Still no discovery was made. At length Uncas, whose activity had enabled him to achieve his portion of the task the soonest, raked the earth across the turbid little rill which ran from the spring, and diverted its course into another channel. So soon as its narrow bed below the dam was dry, he stooped over it with keen and curious eyes. A cry of exultation immediately announced the success of the young warrior. The whole party crowded to the spot where Uncas pointed out the impression of a moccasin in the moist alluvion.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThis lad will be an honor to his people,\u201d<|quote_end|> said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon; \u201cay, and a thorn in the sides of the Hurons. Yet that is not the footstep of an Indian! the weight is too much on the heel, and the toes are squared, as though one of the French dancers had been in, pigeon-winging his tribe! Run back, Uncas, and bring me the size of the singer\u2019s foot. You will find a beautiful print of it just opposite yon rock, agin the hillside.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\u201cI can now read the whole of it, as plainly as if I had seen the arts of Le Subtil,", "start_byte": 517273, "end_byte": 517356, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 721.1749755859375, "cut_end_time": 725.7600380859375, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_14.flac"}, "context": "\u201cay, and a thorn in the sides of the Hurons. Yet that is not the footstep of an Indian! the weight is too much on the heel, and the toes are squared, as though one of the French dancers had been in, pigeon-winging his tribe! Run back, Uncas, and bring me the size of the singer\u2019s foot. You will find a beautiful print of it just opposite yon rock, agin the hillside.\u201d\n\nWhile the youth was engaged in this commission, the scout and Chingachgook were attentively considering the impressions. The measurements agreed, and the former unhesitatingly pronounced that the footstep was that of David, who had once more been made to exchange his shoes for moccasins.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cI can now read the whole of it, as plainly as if I had seen the arts of Le Subtil,\u201d<|quote_end|> he added; \u201cthe singer being a man whose gifts lay chiefly in his throat and feet, was made to go first, and the others have trod in his steps, imitating their formation.\u201d\n\n\u201cBut,\u201d cried Duncan, \u201cI see no signs of \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cThe gentle ones,\u201d interrupted the scout; \u201cthe varlet has found a way to carry them, until he supposed he had thrown any followers off the scent. My life on it, we see their pretty little feet again, before many rods go by.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_14.flac", "original_index": 20}, {"text": "\u201cthe singer being a man whose gifts lay chiefly in his throat and feet, was made to go first, and the others have trod in his steps, imitating their formation.\u201d", "start_byte": 517368, "end_byte": 517528, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 727.3549951171875, "cut_end_time": 736.5201201171875, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_15.flac"}, "context": "\u201cay, and a thorn in the sides of the Hurons. Yet that is not the footstep of an Indian! the weight is too much on the heel, and the toes are squared, as though one of the French dancers had been in, pigeon-winging his tribe! Run back, Uncas, and bring me the size of the singer\u2019s foot. You will find a beautiful print of it just opposite yon rock, agin the hillside.\u201d\n\nWhile the youth was engaged in this commission, the scout and Chingachgook were attentively considering the impressions. The measurements agreed, and the former unhesitatingly pronounced that the footstep was that of David, who had once more been made to exchange his shoes for moccasins.\n\n\u201cI can now read the whole of it, as plainly as if I had seen the arts of Le Subtil,\u201d he added; <|quote_start|>\u201cthe singer being a man whose gifts lay chiefly in his throat and feet, was made to go first, and the others have trod in his steps, imitating their formation.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cBut,\u201d cried Duncan, \u201cI see no signs of \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cThe gentle ones,\u201d interrupted the scout; \u201cthe varlet has found a way to carry them, until he supposed he had thrown any followers off the scent. My life on it, we see their pretty little feet again, before many rods go by.\u201d\n\nThe whole party now proceeded, following the course of the rill, keeping anxious eyes on the regular impressions. The water soon flowed into its bed again, but watching the ground on either side, the foresters pursued their way content with knowing that the trail lay beneath. More than half a mile was passed, before the rill rippled close around the base of an extensive and dry rock. Here they paused to make sure that the Hurons had not quitted the water.", "narrative_information_pred": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_15.flac", "original_index": 21}, {"text": "\u201cthe varlet has found a way to carry them, until he supposed he had thrown any followers off the scent. My life on it, we see their pretty little feet again, before many rods go by.\u201d", "start_byte": 517617, "end_byte": 517799, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 743.2549780273438, "cut_end_time": 753.9501030273437, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_16.flac"}, "context": "While the youth was engaged in this commission, the scout and Chingachgook were attentively considering the impressions. The measurements agreed, and the former unhesitatingly pronounced that the footstep was that of David, who had once more been made to exchange his shoes for moccasins.\n\n\u201cI can now read the whole of it, as plainly as if I had seen the arts of Le Subtil,\u201d he added; \u201cthe singer being a man whose gifts lay chiefly in his throat and feet, was made to go first, and the others have trod in his steps, imitating their formation.\u201d\n\n\u201cBut,\u201d cried Duncan, \u201cI see no signs of \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cThe gentle ones,\u201d interrupted the scout; <|quote_start|>\u201cthe varlet has found a way to carry them, until he supposed he had thrown any followers off the scent. My life on it, we see their pretty little feet again, before many rods go by.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe whole party now proceeded, following the course of the rill, keeping anxious eyes on the regular impressions. The water soon flowed into its bed again, but watching the ground on either side, the foresters pursued their way content with knowing that the trail lay beneath. More than half a mile was passed, before the rill rippled close around the base of an extensive and dry rock. Here they paused to make sure that the Hurons had not quitted the water.\n\nIt was fortunate they did so. For the quick and active Uncas soon found the impression of a foot on a bunch of moss, where it would seem an Indian had inadvertently trodden. Pursuing the direction given by this discovery, he entered the neighboring thicket, and struck the trail, as fresh and obvious as it had been before they reached the spring. Another shout announced the good fortune of the youth to his companions, and at once terminated the search.", "narrative_information_pred": {"interrupted": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_16.flac", "original_index": 24}, {"text": "\u201cAy, it has been planned with Indian judgment,", "start_byte": 518719, "end_byte": 518765, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 811.8450219726562, "cut_end_time": 814.2600219726563, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_17.flac"}, "context": "The whole party now proceeded, following the course of the rill, keeping anxious eyes on the regular impressions. The water soon flowed into its bed again, but watching the ground on either side, the foresters pursued their way content with knowing that the trail lay beneath. More than half a mile was passed, before the rill rippled close around the base of an extensive and dry rock. Here they paused to make sure that the Hurons had not quitted the water.\n\nIt was fortunate they did so. For the quick and active Uncas soon found the impression of a foot on a bunch of moss, where it would seem an Indian had inadvertently trodden. Pursuing the direction given by this discovery, he entered the neighboring thicket, and struck the trail, as fresh and obvious as it had been before they reached the spring. Another shout announced the good fortune of the youth to his companions, and at once terminated the search.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cAy, it has been planned with Indian judgment,\u201d<|quote_end|> said the scout, when the party was assembled around the place, \u201cand would have blinded white eyes.\u201d\n\n\u201cShall we proceed?\u201d demanded Heyward.\n\n\u201cSoftly, softly, we know our path; but it is good to examine the formation of things. This is my schooling, major; and if one neglects the book, there is little chance of learning from the open land of Providence. All is plain but one thing, which is the manner that the knave contrived to get the gentle ones along the blind trail. Even a Huron would be too proud to let their tender feet touch the water.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 25}, {"text": "\u201cand would have blinded white eyes.\u201d", "start_byte": 518830, "end_byte": 518866, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 817.3149951171876, "cut_end_time": 819.2100576171875, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "It was fortunate they did so. For the quick and active Uncas soon found the impression of a foot on a bunch of moss, where it would seem an Indian had inadvertently trodden. Pursuing the direction given by this discovery, he entered the neighboring thicket, and struck the trail, as fresh and obvious as it had been before they reached the spring. Another shout announced the good fortune of the youth to his companions, and at once terminated the search.\n\n\u201cAy, it has been planned with Indian judgment,\u201d said the scout, when the party was assembled around the place, <|quote_start|>\u201cand would have blinded white eyes.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cShall we proceed?\u201d demanded Heyward.\n\n\u201cSoftly, softly, we know our path; but it is good to examine the formation of things. This is my schooling, major; and if one neglects the book, there is little chance of learning from the open land of Providence. All is plain but one thing, which is the manner that the knave contrived to get the gentle ones along the blind trail. Even a Huron would be too proud to let their tender feet touch the water.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 26}, {"text": "\u201cShall we proceed?", "start_byte": 518868, "end_byte": 518886, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 820.3049829101562, "cut_end_time": 821.3301079101562, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "It was fortunate they did so. For the quick and active Uncas soon found the impression of a foot on a bunch of moss, where it would seem an Indian had inadvertently trodden. Pursuing the direction given by this discovery, he entered the neighboring thicket, and struck the trail, as fresh and obvious as it had been before they reached the spring. Another shout announced the good fortune of the youth to his companions, and at once terminated the search.\n\n\u201cAy, it has been planned with Indian judgment,\u201d said the scout, when the party was assembled around the place, \u201cand would have blinded white eyes.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cShall we proceed?\u201d<|quote_end|> demanded Heyward.\n\n\u201cSoftly, softly, we know our path; but it is good to examine the formation of things. This is my schooling, major; and if one neglects the book, there is little chance of learning from the open land of Providence. All is plain but one thing, which is the manner that the knave contrived to get the gentle ones along the blind trail. Even a Huron would be too proud to let their tender feet touch the water.\u201d\n\n\u201cWill this assist in explaining the difficulty", "narrative_information_pred": {"demanded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_19.flac", "original_index": 27}, {"text": "\u201cWill this assist in explaining the difficulty?", "start_byte": 519316, "end_byte": 519363, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 848.87498046875, "cut_end_time": 851.37010546875, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_20.flac"}, "context": "\u201cShall we proceed?\u201d demanded Heyward.\n\n\u201cSoftly, softly, we know our path; but it is good to examine the formation of things. This is my schooling, major; and if one neglects the book, there is little chance of learning from the open land of Providence. All is plain but one thing, which is the manner that the knave contrived to get the gentle ones along the blind trail. Even a Huron would be too proud to let their tender feet touch the water.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cWill this assist in explaining the difficulty?\u201d<|quote_end|> said Heyward, pointing toward the fragments of a sort of handbarrow, that had been rudely constructed of boughs, and bound together with withes, and which now seemed carelessly cast aside as useless.\n\n\u201c\u2019Tis explained!\u201d cried the delighted Hawkeye. \u201cIf them varlets have passed a minute, they have spent hours in striving to fabricate a lying end to their trail! Well, I\u2019ve known them to waste a day in the same manner to as little purpose. Here we have three pair of moccasins, and two of little feet. It is amazing that any mortal beings can journey on limbs so small! Pass me the thong of buckskin, Uncas, and let me take the length of this foot. By the Lord, it is no longer than a child\u2019s and yet the maidens are tall and comely. That Providence is partial in its gifts, for its own wise reasons, the best and most contented of us must allow.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 29}, {"text": "\u201cThe tender limbs of my daughters are unequal to these hardships,", "start_byte": 520214, "end_byte": 520279, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 904.95498046875, "cut_end_time": 908.34010546875, "narration": {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIf them varlets have passed a minute, they have spent hours in striving to fabricate a lying end to their trail! Well, I\u2019ve known them to waste a day in the same manner to as little purpose. Here we have three pair of moccasins, and two of little feet. It is amazing that any mortal beings can journey on limbs so small! Pass me the thong of buckskin, Uncas, and let me take the length of this foot. By the Lord, it is no longer than a child\u2019s and yet the maidens are tall and comely. That Providence is partial in its gifts, for its own wise reasons, the best and most contented of us must allow.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThe tender limbs of my daughters are unequal to these hardships,\u201d<|quote_end|> said Munro, looking at the light footsteps of his children, with a parent\u2019s love; \u201cwe shall find their fainting forms in this desert.\u201d\n\n\u201cOf that there is little cause of fear,\u201d returned the scout, slowly shaking his head; \u201cthis is a firm and straight, though a light step, and not over long. See, the heel has hardly touched the ground; and there the dark-hair has made a little jump, from root to root. No, no; my knowledge for it, neither of them was nigh fainting, hereaway. Now, the singer was beginning to be footsore and leg-weary, as is plain by his trail. There, you see, he slipped; here he has traveled wide and tottered; and there again it looks as though he journeyed on snowshoes. Ay, ay, a man who uses his throat altogether, can hardly give his legs a proper training.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 32}, {"text": "\u201cwe shall find their fainting forms in this desert.\u201d", "start_byte": 520363, "end_byte": 520415, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 913.054970703125, "cut_end_time": 915.6700957031251, "narration": {"text": "Duncan was still curiously observing the person of his neighbor when the scout stole silently and cautiously to his side.", "cut_start_time": 1286.62494140625, "cut_end_time": 1293.70000390625, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIf them varlets have passed a minute, they have spent hours in striving to fabricate a lying end to their trail! Well, I\u2019ve known them to waste a day in the same manner to as little purpose. Here we have three pair of moccasins, and two of little feet. It is amazing that any mortal beings can journey on limbs so small! Pass me the thong of buckskin, Uncas, and let me take the length of this foot. By the Lord, it is no longer than a child\u2019s and yet the maidens are tall and comely. That Providence is partial in its gifts, for its own wise reasons, the best and most contented of us must allow.\u201d\n\n\u201cThe tender limbs of my daughters are unequal to these hardships,\u201d said Munro, looking at the light footsteps of his children, with a parent\u2019s love; <|quote_start|>\u201cwe shall find their fainting forms in this desert.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cOf that there is little cause of fear,\u201d returned the scout, slowly shaking his head; \u201cthis is a firm and straight, though a light step, and not over long. See, the heel has hardly touched the ground; and there the dark-hair has made a little jump, from root to root. No, no; my knowledge for it, neither of them was nigh fainting, hereaway. Now, the singer was beginning to be footsore and leg-weary, as is plain by his trail. There, you see, he slipped; here he has traveled wide and tottered; and there again it looks as though he journeyed on snowshoes. Ay, ay, a man who uses his throat altogether, can hardly give his legs a proper training.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"with": {"id": "1", "type": "preposition", "confidence": 7}, "a": {"id": "1", "type": "article", "confidence": 7}, "parent\u2019s": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "love": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_22.flac", "original_index": 33}, {"text": "\u201cOf that there is little cause of fear,", "start_byte": 520417, "end_byte": 520456, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 917.1850146484376, "cut_end_time": 919.1600771484375, "narration": {"text": "Duncan was still curiously observing the person of his neighbor when the scout stole silently and cautiously to his side.", "cut_start_time": 1286.62494140625, "cut_end_time": 1293.70000390625, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_23.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIf them varlets have passed a minute, they have spent hours in striving to fabricate a lying end to their trail! Well, I\u2019ve known them to waste a day in the same manner to as little purpose. Here we have three pair of moccasins, and two of little feet. It is amazing that any mortal beings can journey on limbs so small! Pass me the thong of buckskin, Uncas, and let me take the length of this foot. By the Lord, it is no longer than a child\u2019s and yet the maidens are tall and comely. That Providence is partial in its gifts, for its own wise reasons, the best and most contented of us must allow.\u201d\n\n\u201cThe tender limbs of my daughters are unequal to these hardships,\u201d said Munro, looking at the light footsteps of his children, with a parent\u2019s love; \u201cwe shall find their fainting forms in this desert.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cOf that there is little cause of fear,\u201d<|quote_end|> returned the scout, slowly shaking his head; \u201cthis is a firm and straight, though a light step, and not over long. See, the heel has hardly touched the ground; and there the dark-hair has made a little jump, from root to root. No, no; my knowledge for it, neither of them was nigh fainting, hereaway. Now, the singer was beginning to be footsore and leg-weary, as is plain by his trail. There, you see, he slipped; here he has traveled wide and tottered; and there again it looks as though he journeyed on snowshoes. Ay, ay, a man who uses his throat altogether, can hardly give his legs a proper training.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "slowly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 34}, {"text": "\u201cI scent the Hurons,", "start_byte": 522184, "end_byte": 522204, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1028.9350390625, "cut_end_time": 1030.2301015624998, "narration": {"text": "Duncan was still curiously observing the person of his neighbor when the scout stole silently and cautiously to his side.", "cut_start_time": 1286.62494140625, "cut_end_time": 1293.70000390625, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_24.flac"}, "context": "When the meal was ended, the scout cast a glance upward at the setting sun, and pushed forward with a rapidity which compelled Heyward and the still vigorous Munro to exert all their muscles to equal. Their route now lay along the bottom which has already been mentioned. As the Hurons had made no further efforts to conceal their footsteps, the progress of the pursuers was no longer delayed by uncertainty. Before an hour had elapsed, however, the speed of Hawkeye sensibly abated, and his head, instead of maintaining its former direct and forward look, began to turn suspiciously from side to side, as if he were conscious of approaching danger. He soon stopped again, and waited for the whole party to come up.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cI scent the Hurons,\u201d<|quote_end|> he said, speaking to the Mohicans; \u201cyonder is open sky, through the treetops, and we are getting too nigh their encampment. Sagamore, you will take the hillside, to the right; Uncas will bend along the brook to the left, while I will try the trail. If anything should happen, the call will be three croaks of a crow. I saw one of the birds fanning himself in the air, just beyond the dead oak \u2014 another sign that we are approaching an encampment.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_24.flac", "original_index": 36}, {"text": "\u201cYou see we have reached their settlement or encampment,", "start_byte": 526384, "end_byte": 526440, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1294.94498046875, "cut_end_time": 1297.72004296875, "narration": {"text": "Heyward had already permitted his companion to bury part of his person in the thicket, when, stretching forth his arm, he arrested him, in order to ask:", "cut_start_time": 1390.6149560546874, "cut_end_time": 1398.5100810546874, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_25.flac"}, "context": "An instant of calm observation served to assure Duncan that he was undiscovered. The native, like himself, seemed occupied in considering the low dwellings of the village, and the stolen movements of its inhabitants. It was impossible to discover the expression of his features through the grotesque mask of paint under which they were concealed, though Duncan fancied it was rather melancholy than savage. His head was shaved, as usual, with the exception of the crown, from whose tuft three or four faded feathers from a hawk\u2019s wing were loosely dangling. A ragged calico mantle half encircled his body, while his nether garment was composed of an ordinary shirt, the sleeves of which were made to perform the office that is usually executed by a much more commodious arrangement. His legs were, however, covered with a pair of good deer-skin moccasins. 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Can you see where he has put his rifle or his bow?\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"whispered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_25.flac", "original_index": 38}, {"text": "\u201cand here is one of the savages himself, in a very embarrassing position for our further movements.\u201d", "start_byte": 526467, "end_byte": 526567, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1299.3550390624998, "cut_end_time": 1304.5800390625, "narration": {"text": "Heyward had already permitted his companion to bury part of his person in the thicket, when, stretching forth his arm, he arrested him, in order to ask:", "cut_start_time": 1390.6149560546874, "cut_end_time": 1398.5100810546874, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_26.flac"}, "context": "An instant of calm observation served to assure Duncan that he was undiscovered. The native, like himself, seemed occupied in considering the low dwellings of the village, and the stolen movements of its inhabitants. It was impossible to discover the expression of his features through the grotesque mask of paint under which they were concealed, though Duncan fancied it was rather melancholy than savage. His head was shaved, as usual, with the exception of the crown, from whose tuft three or four faded feathers from a hawk\u2019s wing were loosely dangling. A ragged calico mantle half encircled his body, while his nether garment was composed of an ordinary shirt, the sleeves of which were made to perform the office that is usually executed by a much more commodious arrangement. His legs were, however, covered with a pair of good deer-skin moccasins. Altogether, the appearance of the individual was forlorn and miserable.\n\nDuncan was still curiously observing the person of his neighbor when the scout stole silently and cautiously to his side.\n\n\u201cYou see we have reached their settlement or encampment,\u201d whispered the young man; <|quote_start|>\u201cand here is one of the savages himself, in a very embarrassing position for our further movements.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nHawkeye started, and dropped his rifle, when, directed by the finger of his companion, the stranger came under his view. Then lowering the dangerous muzzle he stretched forward his long neck, as if to assist a scrutiny that was already intensely keen.\n\n\u201cThe imp is not a Huron,\u201d he said, \u201cnor of any of the Canada tribes; and yet you see, by his clothes, the knave has been plundering a white. Ay, Montcalm has raked the woods for his inroad, and a whooping, murdering set of varlets has he gathered together. 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Then lowering the dangerous muzzle he stretched forward his long neck, as if to assist a scrutiny that was already intensely keen.\n\n\u201cThe imp is not a Huron,\u201d he said, <|quote_start|>\u201cnor of any of the Canada tribes; and yet you see, by his clothes, the knave has been plundering a white. Ay, Montcalm has raked the woods for his inroad, and a whooping, murdering set of varlets has he gathered together. Can you see where he has put his rifle or his bow?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cHe appears to have no arms; nor does he seem to be viciously inclined. Unless he communicate the alarm to his fellows, who, as you see, are dodging about the water, we have but little to fear from him.\u201d\n\nThe scout turned to Heyward, and regarded him a moment with unconcealed amazement. 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Then lowering the dangerous muzzle he stretched forward his long neck, as if to assist a scrutiny that was already intensely keen.\n\n\u201cThe imp is not a Huron,\u201d he said, \u201cnor of any of the Canada tribes; and yet you see, by his clothes, the knave has been plundering a white. Ay, Montcalm has raked the woods for his inroad, and a whooping, murdering set of varlets has he gathered together. Can you see where he has put his rifle or his bow?\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cHe appears to have no arms; nor does he seem to be viciously inclined. Unless he communicate the alarm to his fellows, who, as you see, are dodging about the water, we have but little to fear from him.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe scout turned to Heyward, and regarded him a moment with unconcealed amazement. Then opening wide his mouth, he indulged in unrestrained and heartfelt laughter, though in that silent and peculiar manner which danger had so long taught him to practise.\n\nRepeating the words, \u201cFellows who are dodging about the water!\u201d he added, \u201cso much for schooling and passing a boyhood in the settlements! The knave has long legs, though, and shall not be trusted. Do you keep him under your rifle while I creep in behind, through the bush, and take him alive. Fire on no account.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_29.flac", "original_index": 42}, {"text": "\u201cFellows who are dodging about the water!", "start_byte": 527614, "end_byte": 527655, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1371.3450390624998, "cut_end_time": 1373.3900390625, "narration": {"text": "Heyward had already permitted his companion to bury part of his person in the thicket, when, stretching forth his arm, he arrested him, in order to ask:", "cut_start_time": 1390.6149560546874, "cut_end_time": 1398.5100810546874, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_21_cooper_64kb_30.flac"}, "context": "\u201cHe appears to have no arms; nor does he seem to be viciously inclined. Unless he communicate the alarm to his fellows, who, as you see, are dodging about the water, we have but little to fear from him.\u201d\n\nThe scout turned to Heyward, and regarded him a moment with unconcealed amazement. 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Then opening wide his mouth, he indulged in unrestrained and heartfelt laughter, though in that silent and peculiar manner which danger had so long taught him to practise.\n\nRepeating the words, \u201cFellows who are dodging about the water!\u201d he added, <|quote_start|>\u201cso much for schooling and passing a boyhood in the settlements! The knave has long legs, though, and shall not be trusted. Do you keep him under your rifle while I creep in behind, through the bush, and take him alive. Fire on no account.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nHeyward had already permitted his companion to bury part of his person in the thicket, when, stretching forth his arm, he arrested him, in order to ask:\n\n\u201cIf I see you in danger, may I not risk a shot?\u201d\n\nHawkeye regarded him a moment, like one who knew not how to take the question; then, nodding his head, he answered, still laughing, though inaudibly:\n\n\u201cFire a whole platoon, major.\u201d\n\nIn the next moment he was concealed by the leaves. Duncan waited several minutes in feverish impatience, before he caught another glimpse of the scout. Then he reappeared, creeping along the earth, from which his dress was hardly distinguishable, directly in the rear of his intended captive. Having reached within a few yards of the latter, he arose to his feet, silently and slowly. At that instant, several loud blows were struck on the water, and Duncan turned his eyes just in time to perceive that a hundred dark forms were plunging, in a body, into the troubled little sheet. Grasping his rifle his looks were again bent on the Indian near him. Instead of taking the alarm, the unconscious savage stretched forward his neck, as if he also watched the movements about the gloomy lake, with a sort of silly curiosity. In the meantime, the uplifted hand of Hawkeye was above him. But, without any apparent reason, it was withdrawn, and its owner indulged in another long, though still silent, fit of merriment. 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First making the circuit of the hut, and ascertaining that it stood quite alone, and that the character of its inmate was likely to protect it from visitors, he ventured through its low door, into the very presence of Gamut. The position of the latter brought the fire between them; and when Hawkeye had seated himself on end, near a minute elapsed, during which the two remained regarding each other without speaking. The suddenness and the nature of the surprise had nearly proved too much for \u2014 we will not say the philosophy \u2014 but for the pitch and resolution of David. 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How far the Huron comprehended the intentions of his new friend may well be doubted; but as exclusive attention is as flattering to a savage as to a more civilized individual, it had produced the effect we have mentioned. It is unnecessary to repeat the shrewd manner with which the scout extracted these particulars from the simple David; neither shall we dwell in this place on the nature of the instruction he delivered, when completely master of all the necessary facts; as the whole will be sufficiently explained to the reader in the course of the narrative.", "narrative_information_pred": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "hesitating": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\u201cNo more words, but lead on,", "start_byte": 647079, "end_byte": 647107, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 374.8450024414063, "cut_end_time": 376.58006494140625, "narration": {"text": "\u201cThe young man is in bondage, and much I fear his death is decreed. I greatly mourn that one so well disposed should die in his ignorance, and I have sought a goodly hymn \u2014 \u201d", "cut_start_time": 352.2850061035156, "cut_end_time": 361.6100061035157, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "\u201cAy, they are happily freed from the tomahawks of these varlets. But can you put me on the scent of Uncas?\u201d\n\n\u201cThe young man is in bondage, and much I fear his death is decreed. I greatly mourn that one so well disposed should die in his ignorance, and I have sought a goodly hymn \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cCan you lead me to him?\u201d\n\n\u201cThe task will not be difficult,\u201d returned David, hesitating; \u201cthough I greatly fear your presence would rather increase than mitigate his unhappy fortunes.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cNo more words, but lead on,\u201d<|quote_end|> returned Hawkeye, concealing his face again, and setting the example in his own person, by instantly quitting the lodge.\n\nAs they proceeded, the scout ascertained that his companion found access to Uncas, under privilege of his imaginary infirmity, aided by the favor he had acquired with one of the guards, who, in consequence of speaking a little English, had been selected by David as the subject of a religious conversion. How far the Huron comprehended the intentions of his new friend may well be doubted; but as exclusive attention is as flattering to a savage as to a more civilized individual, it had produced the effect we have mentioned. It is unnecessary to repeat the shrewd manner with which the scout extracted these particulars from the simple David; neither shall we dwell in this place on the nature of the instruction he delivered, when completely master of all the necessary facts; as the whole will be sufficiently explained to the reader in the course of the narrative.", "narrative_information_pred": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 14}, {"text": "\u201cThe Delawares are women!", "start_byte": 649533, "end_byte": 649558, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 511.27500976562504, "cut_end_time": 512.580009765625, "narration": {"text": " returned Hawkeye, concealing his face again, and setting the example in his own person, by instantly quitting the lodge.", "cut_start_time": 376.45501098632815, "cut_end_time": 383.22007348632815, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "At the sight of Gamut, accompanied by one in the well-known masquerade of their most distinguished conjurer, they readily made way for them both. Still they betrayed no intention to depart. On the other hand, they were evidently disposed to remain bound to the place by an additional interest in the mysterious mummeries that they of course expected from such a visit.\n\nFrom the total inability of the scout to address the Hurons in their own language, he was compelled to trust the conversation entirely to David. Notwithstanding the simplicity of the latter, he did ample justice to the instructions he had received, more than fulfilling the strongest hopes of his teacher.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThe Delawares are women!\u201d<|quote_end|> he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke; \u201cthe Yengeese, my foolish countrymen, have told them to take up the tomahawk, and strike their fathers in the Canadas, and they have forgotten their sex. Does my brother wish to hear \u2018Le Cerf Agile\u2019 ask for his petticoats, and see him weep before the Hurons, at the stake?\u201d\n\nThe exclamation \u201cHugh!\u201d delivered in a strong tone of assent, announced the gratification the savage would receive in witnessing such an exhibition of weakness in an enemy so long hated and so much feared.", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 15}, {"text": "\u201cthe Yengeese, my foolish countrymen, have told them to take up the tomahawk, and strike their fathers in the Canadas, and they have forgotten their sex. Does my brother wish to hear \u2018Le Cerf Agile\u2019 ask for his petticoats, and see him weep before the Hurons, at the stake?\u201d", "start_byte": 649673, "end_byte": 649946, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 519.2350146484375, "cut_end_time": 534.3200771484376, "narration": {"text": " he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;", "cut_start_time": 512.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 517.8101054687501, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_14.flac"}, "context": "At the sight of Gamut, accompanied by one in the well-known masquerade of their most distinguished conjurer, they readily made way for them both. Still they betrayed no intention to depart. On the other hand, they were evidently disposed to remain bound to the place by an additional interest in the mysterious mummeries that they of course expected from such a visit.\n\nFrom the total inability of the scout to address the Hurons in their own language, he was compelled to trust the conversation entirely to David. Notwithstanding the simplicity of the latter, he did ample justice to the instructions he had received, more than fulfilling the strongest hopes of his teacher.\n\n\u201cThe Delawares are women!\u201d he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke; <|quote_start|>\u201cthe Yengeese, my foolish countrymen, have told them to take up the tomahawk, and strike their fathers in the Canadas, and they have forgotten their sex. Does my brother wish to hear \u2018Le Cerf Agile\u2019 ask for his petticoats, and see him weep before the Hurons, at the stake?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe exclamation \u201cHugh!\u201d delivered in a strong tone of assent, announced the gratification the savage would receive in witnessing such an exhibition of weakness in an enemy so long hated and so much feared.\n\n\u201cThen let him step aside, and the cunning man will blow upon the dog. Tell it to my brothers.\u201d\n\nThe Huron explained the meaning of David to his fellows, who, in their turn, listened to the project with that sort of satisfaction that their untamed spirits might be expected to find in such a refinement in cruelty. They drew back a little from the entrance and motioned to the supposed conjurer to enter. But the bear, instead of obeying, maintained the seat it had taken, and growled:", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_14.flac", "original_index": 16}, {"text": "\u201cThen let him step aside, and the cunning man will blow upon the dog. Tell it to my brothers.\u201d", "start_byte": 650155, "end_byte": 650249, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 547.745029296875, "cut_end_time": 552.7300917968751, "narration": {"text": " he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;", "cut_start_time": 512.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 517.8101054687501, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_15.flac"}, "context": "\u201cthe Yengeese, my foolish countrymen, have told them to take up the tomahawk, and strike their fathers in the Canadas, and they have forgotten their sex. Does my brother wish to hear \u2018Le Cerf Agile\u2019 ask for his petticoats, and see him weep before the Hurons, at the stake?\u201d\n\nThe exclamation \u201cHugh!\u201d delivered in a strong tone of assent, announced the gratification the savage would receive in witnessing such an exhibition of weakness in an enemy so long hated and so much feared.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThen let him step aside, and the cunning man will blow upon the dog. Tell it to my brothers.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe Huron explained the meaning of David to his fellows, who, in their turn, listened to the project with that sort of satisfaction that their untamed spirits might be expected to find in such a refinement in cruelty. They drew back a little from the entrance and motioned to the supposed conjurer to enter. But the bear, instead of obeying, maintained the seat it had taken, and growled:\n\n\u201cThe cunning man is afraid that his breath will blow upon his brothers, and take away their courage too", "narrative_information_pred": {"announced": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "delivered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "strong": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_15.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\u201cThe cunning man is afraid that his breath will blow upon his brothers, and take away their courage too,", "start_byte": 650641, "end_byte": 650745, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 576.5449829101562, "cut_end_time": 581.2300454101563, "narration": {"text": " he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;", "cut_start_time": 512.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 517.8101054687501, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_16.flac"}, "context": "\u201cThen let him step aside, and the cunning man will blow upon the dog. Tell it to my brothers.\u201d\n\nThe Huron explained the meaning of David to his fellows, who, in their turn, listened to the project with that sort of satisfaction that their untamed spirits might be expected to find in such a refinement in cruelty. They drew back a little from the entrance and motioned to the supposed conjurer to enter. But the bear, instead of obeying, maintained the seat it had taken, and growled:\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThe cunning man is afraid that his breath will blow upon his brothers, and take away their courage too,\u201d<|quote_end|> continued David, improving the hint he received; \u201cthey must stand further off.\u201d\n\nThe Hurons, who would have deemed such a misfortune the heaviest calamity that could befall them, fell back in a body, taking a position where they were out of earshot, though at the same time they could command a view of the entrance to the lodge. Then, as if satisfied of their safety, the scout left his position, and slowly entered the place. It was silent and gloomy, being tenanted solely by the captive, and lighted by the dying embers of a fire, which had been used for the purposed of cookery.", "narrative_information_pred": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_16.flac", "original_index": 19}, {"text": "\u201cthey must stand further off.\u201d", "start_byte": 650796, "end_byte": 650826, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 584.3750122070313, "cut_end_time": 585.7000747070313, "narration": {"text": " he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;", "cut_start_time": 512.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 517.8101054687501, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_17.flac"}, "context": "The Huron explained the meaning of David to his fellows, who, in their turn, listened to the project with that sort of satisfaction that their untamed spirits might be expected to find in such a refinement in cruelty. They drew back a little from the entrance and motioned to the supposed conjurer to enter. But the bear, instead of obeying, maintained the seat it had taken, and growled:\n\n\u201cThe cunning man is afraid that his breath will blow upon his brothers, and take away their courage too,\u201d continued David, improving the hint he received; <|quote_start|>\u201cthey must stand further off.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThe Hurons, who would have deemed such a misfortune the heaviest calamity that could befall them, fell back in a body, taking a position where they were out of earshot, though at the same time they could command a view of the entrance to the lodge. Then, as if satisfied of their safety, the scout left his position, and slowly entered the place. It was silent and gloomy, being tenanted solely by the captive, and lighted by the dying embers of a fire, which had been used for the purposed of cookery.", "narrative_information_pred": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 20}, {"text": "\u201cHawkeye!\u201d", "start_byte": 653327, "end_byte": 653337, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 724.54498046875, "cut_end_time": 725.73004296875, "narration": {"text": " he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;", "cut_start_time": 512.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 517.8101054687501, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "Uncas had cast his body back against the wall of the hut and closed his eyes, as if willing to exclude so contemptible and disagreeable an object from his sight. But the moment the noise of the serpent was heard, he arose, and cast his looks on each side of him, bending his head low, and turning it inquiringly in every direction, until his keen eye rested on the shaggy monster, where it remained riveted, as though fixed by the power of a charm. Again the same sounds were repeated, evidently proceeding from the mouth of the beast. Once more the eyes of the youth roamed over the interior of the lodge, and returning to the former resting place, he uttered, in a deep, suppressed voice:\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cHawkeye!\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cCut his bands,\u201d said Hawkeye to David, who just then approached them.\n\nThe singer did as he was ordered, and Uncas found his limbs released. At the same moment the dried skin of the animal rattled, and presently the scout arose to his feet, in proper person. The Mohican appeared to comprehend the nature of the attempt his friend had made, intuitively, neither tongue nor feature betraying another symptom of surprise. When Hawkeye had cast his shaggy vestment, which was done by simply loosing certain thongs of skin, he drew a long, glittering knife, and put it in the hands of Uncas.", "narrative_information_pred": {"uttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "deep": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "suppressed": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 21}, {"text": "\u201cThe red Hurons are without,", "start_byte": 653929, "end_byte": 653957, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 759.344970703125, "cut_end_time": 760.590033203125, "narration": {"text": " At the same time he laid his finger significantly on another similar weapon, both being the fruits of his prowess among their enemies during the evening.", "cut_start_time": 762.6250073242188, "cut_end_time": 770.0200073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "The singer did as he was ordered, and Uncas found his limbs released. At the same moment the dried skin of the animal rattled, and presently the scout arose to his feet, in proper person. The Mohican appeared to comprehend the nature of the attempt his friend had made, intuitively, neither tongue nor feature betraying another symptom of surprise. 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The Mohican appeared to comprehend the nature of the attempt his friend had made, intuitively, neither tongue nor feature betraying another symptom of surprise. When Hawkeye had cast his shaggy vestment, which was done by simply loosing certain thongs of skin, he drew a long, glittering knife, and put it in the hands of Uncas.\n\n\u201cThe red Hurons are without,\u201d he said; \u201clet us be ready.\u201d At the same time he laid his finger significantly on another similar weapon, both being the fruits of his prowess among their enemies during the evening.\n\n\u201cWe will go,\u201d said Uncas.\n\n\u201cWhither?\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cTo the Tortoises; they are the children of my grandfathers.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cAy, lad,\u201d said the scout in English \u2014 a language he was apt to use when a little abstracted in mind; \u201cthe same blood runs in your veins, I believe; but time and distance has a little changed its color. 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When Hawkeye had cast his shaggy vestment, which was done by simply loosing certain thongs of skin, he drew a long, glittering knife, and put it in the hands of Uncas.\n\n\u201cThe red Hurons are without,\u201d he said; \u201clet us be ready.\u201d At the same time he laid his finger significantly on another similar weapon, both being the fruits of his prowess among their enemies during the evening.\n\n\u201cWe will go,\u201d said Uncas.\n\n\u201cWhither?\u201d\n\n\u201cTo the Tortoises; they are the children of my grandfathers.\u201d\n\n\u201cAy, lad,\u201d said the scout in English \u2014 a language he was apt to use when a little abstracted in mind; <|quote_start|>\u201cthe same blood runs in your veins, I believe; but time and distance has a little changed its color. What shall we do with the Mingoes at the door? 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As for myself, I can brain a Huron as well as a better man; but when it comes to a race the knaves would prove too much for me.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 29}, {"text": "\u201cThe Hurons are boasters,", "start_byte": 654551, "end_byte": 654576, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 795.0150146484375, "cut_end_time": 796.2400146484375, "narration": {"text": "The young Mohican made no reply, but quietly folded his arms, and leaned his body against one of the upright posts that supported the wall of the hut.", "cut_start_time": 856.5050073242188, "cut_end_time": 864.1200073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "\u201cWe will go,\u201d said Uncas.\n\n\u201cWhither?\u201d\n\n\u201cTo the Tortoises; they are the children of my grandfathers.\u201d\n\n\u201cAy, lad,\u201d said the scout in English \u2014 a language he was apt to use when a little abstracted in mind; \u201cthe same blood runs in your veins, I believe; but time and distance has a little changed its color. 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As for myself, I can brain a Huron as well as a better man; but when it comes to a race the knaves would prove too much for me.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "scornfully": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_22.flac", "original_index": 30}, {"text": "\u201ctheir \u2018totem\u2019 is a moose, and they run like snails. The Delawares are children of the tortoise, and they outstrip the deer.\u201d", "start_byte": 654602, "end_byte": 654727, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 797.5350244140625, "cut_end_time": 803.4700244140626, "narration": {"text": "The young Mohican made no reply, but quietly folded his arms, and leaned his body against one of the upright posts that supported the wall of the hut.", "cut_start_time": 856.5050073242188, "cut_end_time": 864.1200073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_23.flac"}, "context": "\u201cTo the Tortoises; they are the children of my grandfathers.\u201d\n\n\u201cAy, lad,\u201d said the scout in English \u2014 a language he was apt to use when a little abstracted in mind; \u201cthe same blood runs in your veins, I believe; but time and distance has a little changed its color. What shall we do with the Mingoes at the door? 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As for myself, I can brain a Huron as well as a better man; but when it comes to a race the knaves would prove too much for me.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "scornfully": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 31}, {"text": "\u201cit is unreasonable to keep one man in bondage to the gifts of another. 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Bravely and generously has he battled in my behalf, and this, and more, will I dare in his service.\u201d", "start_byte": 658812, "end_byte": 658956, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1032.3650292968748, "cut_end_time": 1040.320091796875, "narration": {"text": " returned David, a little nettled at so direct an attack on his manhood;", "cut_start_time": 990.875009765625, "cut_end_time": 994.5800722656251, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_33.flac"}, "context": "\u201cYour chiefest danger will be at the moment when the savages find out that they have been deceived. If you are not then knocked on the head, your being a non-composser will protect you; and you\u2019ll then have a good reason to expect to die in your bed. If you stay, it must be to sit down here in the shadow, and take the part of Uncas, until such times as the cunning of the Indians discover the cheat, when, as I have already said, your times of trial will come. 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Should I fall, therefore, seek no victims to my manes, but rather forgive my destroyers; and if you remember them at all, let it be in prayers for the enlightening of their minds, and for their eternal welfare.\u201d", "start_byte": 659652, "end_byte": 659958, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1079.3050390624999, "cut_end_time": 1096.1601015625, "narration": {"text": " Then heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned, he added:", "cut_start_time": 1108.2549707031249, "cut_end_time": 1115.9300332031248, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_34.flac"}, "context": "\u201cYou have spoken as a man, and like one who, under wiser schooling, would have been brought to better things. Hold your head down, and draw in your legs; their formation might tell the truth too early. 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God bless you, friend; I do believe your scent is not greatly wrong, when the matter is duly considered, and keeping eternity before the eyes, though much depends on the natural gifts, and the force of temptation.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_34.flac", "original_index": 52}, {"text": "\u201cThere is a principle in that,", "start_byte": 660004, "end_byte": 660034, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1100.6449560546873, "cut_end_time": 1101.9400185546874, "narration": {"text": " Then heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned, he added:", "cut_start_time": 1108.2549707031249, "cut_end_time": 1115.9300332031248, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_35.flac"}, "context": "\u201cYou have spoken as a man, and like one who, under wiser schooling, would have been brought to better things. Hold your head down, and draw in your legs; their formation might tell the truth too early. Keep silent as long as may be; and it would be wise, when you do speak, to break out suddenly in one of your shoutings, which will serve to remind the Indians that you are not altogether as responsible as men should be. If however, they take your scalp, as I trust and believe they will not, depend on it, Uncas and I will not forget the deed, but revenge it as becomes true warriors and trusty friends.\u201d\n\n\u201cHold!\u201d said David, perceiving that with this assurance they were about to leave him; \u201cI am an unworthy and humble follower of one who taught not the damnable principle of revenge. Should I fall, therefore, seek no victims to my manes, but rather forgive my destroyers; and if you remember them at all, let it be in prayers for the enlightening of their minds, and for their eternal welfare.\u201d\n\nThe scout hesitated, and appeared to muse.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThere is a principle in that,\u201d<|quote_end|> he said, \u201cdifferent from the law of the woods; and yet it is fair and noble to reflect upon.\u201d Then heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned, he added: \u201cit is what I would wish to practise myself, as one without a cross of blood, though it is not always easy to deal with an Indian as you would with a fellow Christian. God bless you, friend; I do believe your scent is not greatly wrong, when the matter is duly considered, and keeping eternity before the eyes, though much depends on the natural gifts, and the force of temptation.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_35.flac", "original_index": 53}, {"text": "\u201cdifferent from the law of the woods; and yet it is fair and noble to reflect upon.", "start_byte": 660045, "end_byte": 660128, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1102.6550244140624, "cut_end_time": 1106.8700244140623, "narration": {"text": " Then heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned, he added:", "cut_start_time": 1108.2549707031249, "cut_end_time": 1115.9300332031248, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_36.flac"}, "context": "\u201cHold!\u201d said David, perceiving that with this assurance they were about to leave him; \u201cI am an unworthy and humble follower of one who taught not the damnable principle of revenge. Should I fall, therefore, seek no victims to my manes, but rather forgive my destroyers; and if you remember them at all, let it be in prayers for the enlightening of their minds, and for their eternal welfare.\u201d\n\nThe scout hesitated, and appeared to muse.\n\n\u201cThere is a principle in that,\u201d he said, <|quote_start|>\u201cdifferent from the law of the woods; and yet it is fair and noble to reflect upon.\u201d<|quote_end|> Then heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned, he added: \u201cit is what I would wish to practise myself, as one without a cross of blood, though it is not always easy to deal with an Indian as you would with a fellow Christian. God bless you, friend; I do believe your scent is not greatly wrong, when the matter is duly considered, and keeping eternity before the eyes, though much depends on the natural gifts, and the force of temptation.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_36.flac", "original_index": 54}, {"text": "\u201cis he afraid? Will the Hurons hear his groans?\u201d", "start_byte": 661644, "end_byte": 661692, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1197.1749951171873, "cut_end_time": 1199.9900576171874, "narration": {"text": " said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing", "cut_start_time": 1337.6249755859374, "cut_end_time": 1343.1401005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_37.flac"}, "context": "The instant Hawkeye found himself under the observation of the Hurons, he drew up his tall form in the rigid manner of David, threw out his arm in the act of keeping time, and commenced what he intended for an imitation of his psalmody. Happily for the success of this delicate adventure, he had to deal with ears but little practised in the concord of sweet sounds, or the miserable effort would infallibly have been detected. It was necessary to pass within a dangerous proximity of the dark group of the savages, and the voice of the scout grew louder as they drew nigher. When at the nearest point the Huron who spoke the English thrust out an arm, and stopped the supposed singing-master.\n\n\u201cThe Delaware dog!\u201d he said, leaning forward, and peering through the dim light to catch the expression of the other\u2019s features; <|quote_start|>\u201cis he afraid? Will the Hurons hear his groans?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nA growl, so exceedingly fierce and natural, proceeded from the beast, that the young Indian released his hold and started aside, as if to assure himself that it was not a veritable bear, and no counterfeit, that was rolling before him. Hawkeye, who feared his voice would betray him to his subtle enemies, gladly profited by the interruption, to break out anew in such a burst of musical expression as would, probably, in a more refined state of society have been termed \u201ca grand crash", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "leaning": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "peering": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_37.flac", "original_index": 57}, {"text": "\u201ca grand crash.", "start_byte": 662165, "end_byte": 662180, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1226.5750195312498, "cut_end_time": 1228.03001953125, "narration": {"text": " said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing", "cut_start_time": 1337.6249755859374, "cut_end_time": 1343.1401005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_38.flac"}, "context": "A growl, so exceedingly fierce and natural, proceeded from the beast, that the young Indian released his hold and started aside, as if to assure himself that it was not a veritable bear, and no counterfeit, that was rolling before him. Hawkeye, who feared his voice would betray him to his subtle enemies, gladly profited by the interruption, to break out anew in such a burst of musical expression as would, probably, in a more refined state of society have been termed <|quote_start|>\u201ca grand crash.\u201d<|quote_end|> Among his actual auditors, however, it merely gave him an additional claim to that respect which they never withhold from such as are believed to be the subjects of mental alienation. The little knot of Indians drew back in a body, and suffered, as they thought, the conjurer and his inspired assistant to proceed.\n\nIt required no common exercise of fortitude in Uncas and the scout to continue the dignified and deliberate pace they had assumed in passing the lodge; especially as they immediately perceived that curiosity had so far mastered fear, as to induce the watchers to approach the hut, in order to witness the effect of the incantations. The least injudicious or impatient movement on the part of David might betray them, and time was absolutely necessary to insure the safety of the scout. The loud noise the latter conceived it politic to continue, drew many curious gazers to the doors of the different huts as thy passed; and once or twice a dark-looking warrior stepped across their path, led to the act by superstition and watchfulness. They were not, however, interrupted, the darkness of the hour, and the boldness of the attempt, proving their principal friends.", "narrative_information_pred": {"termed": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_38.flac", "original_index": 58}, {"text": "\u201clet them yell again! \u2019Twas nothing but wonderment.\u201d", "start_byte": 663753, "end_byte": 663805, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1317.2550390625, "cut_end_time": 1319.4800390624998, "narration": {"text": " said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing", "cut_start_time": 1337.6249755859374, "cut_end_time": 1343.1401005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_39.flac"}, "context": "It required no common exercise of fortitude in Uncas and the scout to continue the dignified and deliberate pace they had assumed in passing the lodge; especially as they immediately perceived that curiosity had so far mastered fear, as to induce the watchers to approach the hut, in order to witness the effect of the incantations. The least injudicious or impatient movement on the part of David might betray them, and time was absolutely necessary to insure the safety of the scout. The loud noise the latter conceived it politic to continue, drew many curious gazers to the doors of the different huts as thy passed; and once or twice a dark-looking warrior stepped across their path, led to the act by superstition and watchfulness. They were not, however, interrupted, the darkness of the hour, and the boldness of the attempt, proving their principal friends.\n\nThe adventurers had got clear of the village, and were now swiftly approaching the shelter of the woods, when a loud and long cry arose from the lodge where Uncas had been confined. The Mohican started on his feet, and shook his shaggy covering, as though the animal he counterfeited was about to make some desperate effort.\n\n\u201cHold!\u201d said the scout, grasping his friend by the shoulder, <|quote_start|>\u201clet them yell again! \u2019Twas nothing but wonderment.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nHe had no occasion to delay, for at the next instant a burst of cries filled the outer air, and ran along the whole extent of the village. Uncas cast his skin, and stepped forth in his own beautiful proportions. Hawkeye tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and glided ahead.\n\n\u201cNow let the devils strike our scent!\u201d said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing \u201ckilldeer\u201d as he handed Uncas his weapon;", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_39.flac", "original_index": 60}, {"text": "\u201cNow let the devils strike our scent!", "start_byte": 664082, "end_byte": 664119, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1335.9149755859373, "cut_end_time": 1337.6500380859375, "narration": {"text": " said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing", "cut_start_time": 1337.6249755859374, "cut_end_time": 1343.1401005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_40.flac"}, "context": "The adventurers had got clear of the village, and were now swiftly approaching the shelter of the woods, when a loud and long cry arose from the lodge where Uncas had been confined. The Mohican started on his feet, and shook his shaggy covering, as though the animal he counterfeited was about to make some desperate effort.\n\n\u201cHold!\u201d said the scout, grasping his friend by the shoulder, \u201clet them yell again! \u2019Twas nothing but wonderment.\u201d\n\nHe had no occasion to delay, for at the next instant a burst of cries filled the outer air, and ran along the whole extent of the village. Uncas cast his skin, and stepped forth in his own beautiful proportions. Hawkeye tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and glided ahead.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cNow let the devils strike our scent!\u201d<|quote_end|> said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing \u201ckilldeer\u201d as he handed Uncas his weapon; \u201ctwo, at least, will find it to their deaths.\u201d\n\nThen, throwing their pieces to a low trail, like sportsmen in readiness for their game, they dashed forward, and were soon buried in the somber darkness of the forest.\n\nCHAPTER XXVII.\n\n\u201cAnt. I shall remember: When C\u2019sar says Do this, it is performed.\u201d \u2014 Julius Caesar", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_40.flac", "original_index": 61}, {"text": "\u201ctwo, at least, will find it to their deaths.\u201d", "start_byte": 664276, "end_byte": 664322, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1345.8150585937499, "cut_end_time": 1347.88005859375, "narration": {"text": " said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing", "cut_start_time": 1337.6249755859374, "cut_end_time": 1343.1401005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_41.flac"}, "context": "He had no occasion to delay, for at the next instant a burst of cries filled the outer air, and ran along the whole extent of the village. Uncas cast his skin, and stepped forth in his own beautiful proportions. Hawkeye tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and glided ahead.\n\n\u201cNow let the devils strike our scent!\u201d said the scout, tearing two rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and flourishing \u201ckilldeer\u201d as he handed Uncas his weapon; <|quote_start|>\u201ctwo, at least, will find it to their deaths.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nThen, throwing their pieces to a low trail, like sportsmen in readiness for their game, they dashed forward, and were soon buried in the somber darkness of the forest.\n\nCHAPTER XXVII.\n\n\u201cAnt. I shall remember: When C\u2019sar says Do this, it is performed.\u201d \u2014 Julius Caesar\n\nThe impatience of the savages who lingered about the prison of Uncas, as has been seen, had overcome their dread of the conjurer\u2019s breath. They stole cautiously, and with beating hearts, to a crevice, through which the faint light of the fire was glimmering. For several minutes they mistook the form of David for that of the prisoner; but the very accident which Hawkeye had foreseen occurred. Tired of keeping the extremities of his long person so near together, the singer gradually suffered the lower limbs to extend themselves, until one of his misshapen feet actually came in contact with and shoved aside the embers of the fire. At first the Hurons believed the Delaware had been thus deformed by witchcraft. But when David, unconscious of being observed, turned his head, and exposed his simple, mild countenance, in place of the haughty lineaments of their prisoner, it would have exceeded the credulity of even a native to have doubted any longer. They rushed together into the lodge, and, laying their hands, with but little ceremony, on their captive, immediately detected the imposition. Then arose the cry first heard by the fugitives. It was succeeded by the most frantic and angry demonstrations of vengeance. David, however, firm in his determination to cover the retreat of his friends, was compelled to believe that his own final hour had come. Deprived of his book and his pipe, he was fain to trust to a memory that rarely failed him on such subjects; and breaking forth in a loud and impassioned strain, he endeavored to smooth his passage into the other world by singing the opening verse of a funeral anthem. The Indians were seasonably reminded of his infirmity, and, rushing into the open air, they aroused the village in the manner described.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/132.lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb_41.flac", "original_index": 63}]}

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Then entreat her honourably and enrich her poverty.\" \u2014 And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.\n\nWhen It was the One Hundred and Thirty-eighth Night,\n\nShe said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that when Nuzhat Al-Zaman related to her husband the sad case of the widow of her brother, Zau al-Makan, the Chamberlain said, <|quote_start|>\"Entreat her honourably and enrich her poverty.\"<|quote_end|> Thus far concerning Nuzhat al-Zaman and her consort and the relict of Zau al-Makan; but as regards Kanmakan and his cousin Kuzia Fakan, they grew up and flourished till they waxed like unto two fruit-laden boughs or two shining moons; and they reached the age of fifteen. And she was indeed the fairest of maids who are modestly veiled, lovely faced with smooth cheeks graced, and slender waist on heavy hips based; and her shape was the shaft's thin line and her lips were sweeter than old wine and the nectar of her mouth as it were the fountain Salsab\u00edl[FN#65]; even as saith the poet in these two couplets describing one like her,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_0.flac", "original_index": 0}, {"text": "\"As though ptisane of wine on her lips honey dew * Dropt from the ripened grapes her mouth in clusters grew And, when her frame thou doublest, and low bends her vine, * Praise her Creator's might no creature ever knew.\"", "start_byte": 127252, "end_byte": 127471, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 104.56499877929687, "cut_end_time": 123.31012377929687, "narration": {"text": "And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "cut_start_time": 451.57499145507813, "cut_end_time": 457.3701164550782, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_1.flac"}, "context": "\" Thus far concerning Nuzhat al-Zaman and her consort and the relict of Zau al-Makan; but as regards Kanmakan and his cousin Kuzia Fakan, they grew up and flourished till they waxed like unto two fruit-laden boughs or two shining moons; and they reached the age of fifteen. And she was indeed the fairest of maids who are modestly veiled, lovely faced with smooth cheeks graced, and slender waist on heavy hips based; and her shape was the shaft's thin line and her lips were sweeter than old wine and the nectar of her mouth as it were the fountain Salsab\u00edl[FN#65]; even as saith the poet in these two couplets describing one like her,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"As though ptisane of wine on her lips honey dew * Dropt from the ripened grapes her mouth in clusters grew And, when her frame thou doublest, and low bends her vine, * Praise her Creator's might no creature ever knew.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nOf a truth Allah had united in her every charm: her shape would shame the branch of waving tree and the rose before her cheeks craved lenity; and the honey dew of her lips of wine made jeer, however old and clear, and she gladdened heart and beholder with joyous cheer, even as saith of her the poet,\n\n\"Goodly of gifts is she, and charm those perfect eyes, * With lashes shaming Kohl and all the fair ones Kohl'd[FN#66] And from those eyne the glances pierce the lover's heart, * Like sword in M\u00edr al-Mumin\u00edna Ali's hold.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"describing": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_1.flac", "original_index": 1}, {"text": "\"Goodly of gifts is she, and charm those perfect eyes, * With lashes shaming Kohl and all the fair ones Kohl'd[FN#66] And from those eyne the glances pierce the lover's heart, * Like sword in M\u00edr al-Mumin\u00edna Ali's hold.\"", "start_byte": 127775, "end_byte": 127995, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 151.87500122070313, "cut_end_time": 171.37000122070313, "narration": {"text": "And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "cut_start_time": 451.57499145507813, "cut_end_time": 457.3701164550782, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_2.flac"}, "context": "\"As though ptisane of wine on her lips honey dew * Dropt from the ripened grapes her mouth in clusters grew And, when her frame thou doublest, and low bends her vine, * Praise her Creator's might no creature ever knew.\"\n\nOf a truth Allah had united in her every charm: her shape would shame the branch of waving tree and the rose before her cheeks craved lenity; and the honey dew of her lips of wine made jeer, however old and clear, and she gladdened heart and beholder with joyous cheer, even as saith of her the poet,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Goodly of gifts is she, and charm those perfect eyes, * With lashes shaming Kohl and all the fair ones Kohl'd[FN#66] And from those eyne the glances pierce the lover's heart, * Like sword in M\u00edr al-Mumin\u00edna Ali's hold.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nAnd (the relator continueth) as for Kanmakan, he became unique in loveliness and excelling in perfection no less; none could even him in qualities as in seemliness and the sheen of velour between his eyes was espied, testifying for him while against him it never testified. The hardest hearts inclined to his side; his eyelids bore lashes black as by Kohl; and he was of surpassing worth in body and soul. And when the down of lips and cheeks began to sprout bards and poets sang for him far and near,", "narrative_information_pred": {"continueth": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 2}, {"text": "\"Appeared not my excuse till hair had clothed his cheek, * And gloom o'ercrept that side-face (sight to stagger!) A fawn, when eyes would batten on his charms, * Each glance deals thrust like point of Khanjar-dagger.\"", "start_byte": 128500, "end_byte": 128717, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 218.8350012207031, "cut_end_time": 238.46006372070312, "narration": {"text": "And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "cut_start_time": 451.57499145507813, "cut_end_time": 457.3701164550782, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "And (the relator continueth) as for Kanmakan, he became unique in loveliness and excelling in perfection no less; none could even him in qualities as in seemliness and the sheen of velour between his eyes was espied, testifying for him while against him it never testified. The hardest hearts inclined to his side; his eyelids bore lashes black as by Kohl; and he was of surpassing worth in body and soul. And when the down of lips and cheeks began to sprout bards and poets sang for him far and near,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Appeared not my excuse till hair had clothed his cheek, * And gloom o'ercrept that side-face (sight to stagger!) A fawn, when eyes would batten on his charms, * Each glance deals thrust like point of Khanjar-dagger.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nAnd saith another,\n\n\"His lovers' souls have drawn upon his cheek * An ant that perfected its rosy light: I marvel at such martyrs Laz\u00e1-pent * Who yet with greeny robes of Heaven are dight.''[FN#67]\n\nNow it chanced one holiday, that Kuzia Fakan fared forth to make festival with certain kindred of the court, and she went surrounded by her handmaids. And indeed beauty encompassed her, the roses of her cheeks dealt envy to their mole; from out her smiling lips levee flashed white, gleaming like the chamomile[FN#68]; and Kanmakan began to turn about her and devour her with his sight, for she was the moon of resplendent light. Then he took heart and giving his tongue a start began to improvise,", "narrative_information_pred": {"saith": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 3}, {"text": "\"Now is my dread to incur reproaches, which * Disturb her temper and her mind obscure, Patient I'll bear them; e'en as generous youth his case to cure.'' * Beareth the burn of brand his case to cure.\"[FN#7", "start_byte": 130943, "end_byte": 131148, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 433.3349914550781, "cut_end_time": 450.14005395507814, "narration": {"text": "And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "cut_start_time": 451.57499145507813, "cut_end_time": 457.3701164550782, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "\"O my daughter, haply he meant thee no harm, and is he aught but an orphan? Withal, he said nought of reproach to thee; so beware thou tell none of this, lest perchance it come to e Sultan's ears and he cut short his life and blot out his name and make it even as yesterday, whose memory hath passed away.\" However, Kanmakan's love for Kuzia Fakan spread abroad in Baghdad, so that the women talked of it. Moreover, his breast became straitened and his patience waned and he knew not what to do, yet he could not hide his condition from the world. Then longed he to give vent to the pangs he endured, by reason of the lowe of separation; but he feared her rebuke and her wrath; so he began improvising,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Now is my dread to incur reproaches, which * Disturb her temper and her mind obscure, Patient I'll bear them; e'en as generous youth his case to cure.'' * Beareth the burn of brand his case to cure.\"[FN#70<|quote_end|>]\n\nAnd Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.\n\nWhen it was the One Hundred and Thirty-ninth Night,\n\nShe said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that when the Grand Chamberlain became Sultan they named him King S\u00e1s\u00e1n; and after he had assumed the throne he governed the people in righteous way. Now as he was giving audience one day, Kanmakan's verses came to his knowledge. Thereupon he repented him of the past and going in to his wife Nuzhat al-Zaman, said to her,", "narrative_information_pred": {"improvising": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_4.flac", "original_index": 7}, {"text": "\"Thou sayest sooth, O wise King!", "start_byte": 132079, "end_byte": 132111, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 532.81498046875, "cut_end_time": 535.76004296875, "narration": {"text": "And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "cut_start_time": 451.57499145507813, "cut_end_time": 457.3701164550782, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_5.flac"}, "context": "\"Verily, to join Halfah grass and fire,[FN#71] is the greatest of risks, and man may not be trusted with woman, so long as eye glanceth and eyelid quivereth. Now thy brother's son, Kanmakan, is come to man's estate and it behoveth us to forbid him access to the rooms where anklets trinkle, and it is yet more needful to forbid thy daughter the company of men, for the like of her should be kept in the Harim.\" Replied she, <|quote_start|>\"Thou sayest sooth, O wise King!\"<|quote_end|> Next day came Kanmakan according to his wont; and, going in to his aunt saluted her. She returned his salutation and said to him, \"O my son! I have some what to say to thee which I would fain leave unsaid; yet I must tell it thee despite my inclination.\" Quoth he, \"Speak;\" and quoth she, Know then that thy sire the Chamberlain, the father of Kuzia Fakan, hath heard of the verses thou madest anent her, and hath ordered that she be kept in the Harim and out of thy reach; if therefore, O my son, thou want anything from us, I will send it to thee from behind the door; and thou shalt not look upon Kuzia Fakan nor shalt thou return hither from this day forth.\" When he heard this he arose and withdrew with out speaking a single word; and, betaking himself to his mother related what his aunt had said. She observed, \"This all cometh of thine overtalking. Thou knowest that the news of thy passion for Kuzia Fakan is noised abroad and the tattle hath spread everywhere how thou eatest their food and thereafter thou courtest their daughter.\" Rejoined he, \"And who should have her but I? She is the daughter of my father's brother and I have the best of rights to her.\" Retorted his mother, \"These are idle words. Be silent, lest haply thy talk come to King Sasan's ears and it prove the cause of thy losing her and the reason of thy ruin and increase of thine affliction. They have not sent us any supper to-night and we shall die an hungered; and were we in any land but this, we were already dead of famine or of shame for begging our bread.\" When Kanmakan heard these words from his mother, his regrets redoubled; his eyes ran over with tears and he complained and began improvising,", "narrative_information_pred": {"Replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_5.flac", "original_index": 9}, {"text": "\"O my son! I have some what to say to thee which I would fain leave unsaid; yet I must tell it thee despite my inclination.", "start_byte": 132243, "end_byte": 132366, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 549.0850048828125, "cut_end_time": 560.0200048828125, "narration": {"text": "And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "cut_start_time": 451.57499145507813, "cut_end_time": 457.3701164550782, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_6.flac"}, "context": "\"Verily, to join Halfah grass and fire,[FN#71] is the greatest of risks, and man may not be trusted with woman, so long as eye glanceth and eyelid quivereth. Now thy brother's son, Kanmakan, is come to man's estate and it behoveth us to forbid him access to the rooms where anklets trinkle, and it is yet more needful to forbid thy daughter the company of men, for the like of her should be kept in the Harim.\" Replied she, \"Thou sayest sooth, O wise King!\" Next day came Kanmakan according to his wont; and, going in to his aunt saluted her. She returned his salutation and said to him, <|quote_start|>\"O my son! I have some what to say to thee which I would fain leave unsaid; yet I must tell it thee despite my inclination.\"<|quote_end|> Quoth he, \"Speak;\" and quoth she, Know then that thy sire the Chamberlain, the father of Kuzia Fakan, hath heard of the verses thou madest anent her, and hath ordered that she be kept in the Harim and out of thy reach; if therefore, O my son, thou want anything from us, I will send it to thee from behind the door; and thou shalt not look upon Kuzia Fakan nor shalt thou return hither from this day forth.\" When he heard this he arose and withdrew with out speaking a single word; and, betaking himself to his mother related what his aunt had said. She observed, \"This all cometh of thine overtalking. Thou knowest that the news of thy passion for Kuzia Fakan is noised abroad and the tattle hath spread everywhere how thou eatest their food and thereafter thou courtest their daughter.\" Rejoined he, \"And who should have her but I? She is the daughter of my father's brother and I have the best of rights to her.\" Retorted his mother, \"These are idle words. Be silent, lest haply thy talk come to King Sasan's ears and it prove the cause of thy losing her and the reason of thy ruin and increase of thine affliction. They have not sent us any supper to-night and we shall die an hungered; and were we in any land but this, we were already dead of famine or of shame for begging our bread.\" When Kanmakan heard these words from his mother, his regrets redoubled; his eyes ran over with tears and he complained and began improvising,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_6.flac", "original_index": 10}, {"text": "\"I have no longer a place in my aunt's house nor among these people, but I will go forth from the palace and abide in the corners of the city.", "start_byte": 134391, "end_byte": 134533, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 742.7350244140625, "cut_end_time": 752.7300869140626, "narration": {"text": " And she repeated to her the couplets he had made; whereupon Kuzia Fakan wept and said,", "cut_start_time": 797.09498046875, "cut_end_time": 804.20010546875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_7.flac"}, "context": "\"Minish this blame I ever bear from you: * My heart loves her to whom all love is due: Ask not from me of patience jot or little, * Divorce of Patience by God's House! I rue: What blamers preach of patience I unheed; * Here am I, love path firmly to pursue! Indeed they bar me access to my love, * Here am I by God's ruth no ill I sue! Good sooth my bones, whenas they hear thy name, * Quail as birds quailed when Nisus o'er them flew:[FN#72] Ah! say to them who blame my love that I * Will love that face fair cousin till I die.\"\n\nAnd when he had ended his verses he said to his mother, <|quote_start|>\"I have no longer a place in my aunt's house nor among these people, but I will go forth from the palace and abide in the corners of the city.\"<|quote_end|> So he and his mother left the court; and, having sought an abode in the neighbourhood of the poorer sort, there settled; but she used to go from time to time to King Sasan's palace and thence take daily bread for herself and her son. As this went on Kuzia Fakan took her aside one day and said to her, \"Alas, O my naunty, how is it with thy son?\" Replied she, \"O my daughter, sooth to say, he is tearful-eyed and heavy hearted, being fallen into the net of thy love", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_7.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\"Alas, O my naunty, how is it with thy son?", "start_byte": 134837, "end_byte": 134880, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 780.315, "cut_end_time": 783.9100625, "narration": {"text": " And she repeated to her the couplets he had made; whereupon Kuzia Fakan wept and said,", "cut_start_time": 797.09498046875, "cut_end_time": 804.20010546875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_8.flac"}, "context": "\"I have no longer a place in my aunt's house nor among these people, but I will go forth from the palace and abide in the corners of the city.\" So he and his mother left the court; and, having sought an abode in the neighbourhood of the poorer sort, there settled; but she used to go from time to time to King Sasan's palace and thence take daily bread for herself and her son. As this went on Kuzia Fakan took her aside one day and said to her, <|quote_start|>\"Alas, O my naunty, how is it with thy son?\"<|quote_end|> Replied she, \"O my daughter, sooth to say, he is tearful-eyed and heavy hearted, being fallen into the net of thy love.\" And she repeated to her the couplets he had made; whereupon Kuzia Fakan wept and said, \"By Allah! I rebuked him not for his words, nor for ill-will to him, but because I feared for him the malice of foes. Indeed my passion for him is double that he feeleth for me; my tongue may not describe my yearning for him; and were it not for the extravagant wilfulness of his words and the wanderings of his wit, my father had not cut off from him favours that besit, nor had decreed unto him exclusion and prohibition as fit. However, man's days bring nought but change, and patience in all case is most becoming: peradventure He who ordained our severance will vouchsafe us reunion", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_8.flac", "original_index": 14}, {"text": "\"O my daughter, sooth to say, he is tearful-eyed and heavy hearted, being fallen into the net of thy love.", "start_byte": 134895, "end_byte": 135001, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 786.195, "cut_end_time": 795.69, "narration": {"text": " And she repeated to her the couplets he had made; whereupon Kuzia Fakan wept and said,", "cut_start_time": 797.09498046875, "cut_end_time": 804.20010546875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_9.flac"}, "context": "\"I have no longer a place in my aunt's house nor among these people, but I will go forth from the palace and abide in the corners of the city.\" So he and his mother left the court; and, having sought an abode in the neighbourhood of the poorer sort, there settled; but she used to go from time to time to King Sasan's palace and thence take daily bread for herself and her son. As this went on Kuzia Fakan took her aside one day and said to her, \"Alas, O my naunty, how is it with thy son?\" Replied she, <|quote_start|>\"O my daughter, sooth to say, he is tearful-eyed and heavy hearted, being fallen into the net of thy love.\"<|quote_end|> And she repeated to her the couplets he had made; whereupon Kuzia Fakan wept and said, \"By Allah! I rebuked him not for his words, nor for ill-will to him, but because I feared for him the malice of foes. Indeed my passion for him is double that he feeleth for me; my tongue may not describe my yearning for him; and were it not for the extravagant wilfulness of his words and the wanderings of his wit, my father had not cut off from him favours that besit, nor had decreed unto him exclusion and prohibition as fit. However, man's days bring nought but change, and patience in all case is most becoming: peradventure He who ordained our severance will vouchsafe us reunion", "narrative_information_pred": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_9.flac", "original_index": 15}, {"text": "\"O son of mine uncle! same sorrow I bear, * And suffer the like of thy cark and thy care Yet hide I from man what I suffer for pine; * Hide it too, and such secret to man never bare!\"", "start_byte": 135729, "end_byte": 135912, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 862.0849926757812, "cut_end_time": 877.4701176757812, "narration": {"text": " And he began to improvise and recited these couplets,", "cut_start_time": 988.6349780273438, "cut_end_time": 992.5701030273437, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_10.flac"}, "context": "\"By Allah! I rebuked him not for his words, nor for ill-will to him, but because I feared for him the malice of foes. Indeed my passion for him is double that he feeleth for me; my tongue may not describe my yearning for him; and were it not for the extravagant wilfulness of his words and the wanderings of his wit, my father had not cut off from him favours that besit, nor had decreed unto him exclusion and prohibition as fit. However, man's days bring nought but change, and patience in all case is most becoming: peradventure He who ordained our severance will vouchsafe us reunion!\" And she began versifying in these two couplets,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"O son of mine uncle! same sorrow I bear, * And suffer the like of thy cark and thy care Yet hide I from man what I suffer for pine; * Hide it too, and such secret to man never bare!\"<|quote_end|>\n\nWhen his mother heard this from her, she thanked her and blessed her: then she left her and acquainted her son with what she had said; whereupon his desire for her increased and he took heart, being eased of his despair and the turmoil of his love and care. And he said, \"By Allah, I desire none but her!\"; and he began improvising,\n\n\"Leave this blame, I will list to no flout of my foe! * I divulged a secret was told me to keep: He is lost to my sight for whose union I yearn, * And I watch all the while he can slumber and sleep.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"began": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_10.flac", "original_index": 17}, {"text": "\"Leave this blame, I will list to no flout of my foe! * I divulged a secret was told me to keep: He is lost to my sight for whose union I yearn, * And I watch all the while he can slumber and sleep.\"", "start_byte": 136248, "end_byte": 136447, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 908.2850170898438, "cut_end_time": 925.9700170898437, "narration": {"text": " And he began to improvise and recited these couplets,", "cut_start_time": 988.6349780273438, "cut_end_time": 992.5701030273437, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "\"O son of mine uncle! same sorrow I bear, * And suffer the like of thy cark and thy care Yet hide I from man what I suffer for pine; * Hide it too, and such secret to man never bare!\"\n\nWhen his mother heard this from her, she thanked her and blessed her: then she left her and acquainted her son with what she had said; whereupon his desire for her increased and he took heart, being eased of his despair and the turmoil of his love and care. And he said, \"By Allah, I desire none but her!\"; and he began improvising,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Leave this blame, I will list to no flout of my foe! * I divulged a secret was told me to keep: He is lost to my sight for whose union I yearn, * And I watch all the while he can slumber and sleep.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nSo the days and nights went by whilst Kanmakan lay tossing upon coals of fire,[FN#73] till he reached the age of seventeen; and his beauty had waxt perfect and his wits were at their brightest. One night, as he lay awake, he communed with himself and said, \"Why should I keep silence till I waste away and see not my lover? Fault have I none save poverty; so, by Allah, I am resolved to remove me from this region and wander over the wild and the word; for my position in this city is a torture and I have no friend nor lover therein to comfort me; wherefore I am determined to distract myself by absence from my native land till I die and take my rest after this shame and tribulation", "narrative_information_pred": {"began": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\"Where is thine eye, O Zau al- Makan?", "start_byte": 139890, "end_byte": 139927, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1241.1249658203124, "cut_end_time": 1243.6000283203125, "narration": {"text": " Then her sobs burst out, and she began repeating these couplets,", "cut_start_time": 1158.0850146484374, "cut_end_time": 1162.5600146484373, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "\"Well learnt we, since you left, our grief and sorrow to sustain, * While bows of severance shot their shafts in many a railing rain: They left me, after girthing on their selles of corduwayne * To fight the very pangs of death while spanned they sandy plain: Mysterious through the nightly gloom there came the moan of dove; * A ring dove, and replied I, 'Cease thy plaint, how durst complain?' If, by my life, her heart, like mine, were full of pain and pine * She had not decks her neck with ring nor sole with ruddy stain.[FN#75] Fled is mine own familiar friend, bequeathing me a store * Of parting pang and absence ache to suffer evermore.\"\n\nThen she abstained from food and drink and gave herself up to excessive tear shedding and lamentation. Her grief became public property far and wide and all the people of the town and country side wept with her and cried, <|quote_start|>\"Where is thine eye, O Zau al- Makan?\"<|quote_end|> And they bewailed the rigours of Time, saying, \"Would Heaven we knew what hath befallen Kanmakan that he fled his native town, and chased himself from the place where his father used to fill all in hungry case and do justice and grace?\" And his mother redoubled her weeping and wailing till the news of Kanmakan's departure came to King Sasan. \u2014 And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.\n\nWhen it was the One Hundred and Fortieth Night,", "narrative_information_pred": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 23}, {"text": "\"Would Heaven we knew what hath befallen Kanmakan that he fled his native town, and chased himself from the place where his father used to fill all in hungry case and do justice and grace?", "start_byte": 139976, "end_byte": 140164, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1249.73505859375, "cut_end_time": 1264.2300585937498, "narration": {"text": "When it was the One Hundred and Fortieth Night,", "cut_start_time": 1282.7850244140625, "cut_end_time": 1289.9400244140625, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "\"Well learnt we, since you left, our grief and sorrow to sustain, * While bows of severance shot their shafts in many a railing rain: They left me, after girthing on their selles of corduwayne * To fight the very pangs of death while spanned they sandy plain: Mysterious through the nightly gloom there came the moan of dove; * A ring dove, and replied I, 'Cease thy plaint, how durst complain?' If, by my life, her heart, like mine, were full of pain and pine * She had not decks her neck with ring nor sole with ruddy stain.[FN#75] Fled is mine own familiar friend, bequeathing me a store * Of parting pang and absence ache to suffer evermore.\"\n\nThen she abstained from food and drink and gave herself up to excessive tear shedding and lamentation. Her grief became public property far and wide and all the people of the town and country side wept with her and cried, \"Where is thine eye, O Zau al- Makan?\" And they bewailed the rigours of Time, saying, <|quote_start|>\"Would Heaven we knew what hath befallen Kanmakan that he fled his native town, and chased himself from the place where his father used to fill all in hungry case and do justice and grace?\"<|quote_end|> And his mother redoubled her weeping and wailing till the news of Kanmakan's departure came to King Sasan. \u2014 And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.\n\nWhen it was the One Hundred and Fortieth Night,\n\nShe said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that came to King Sasan the tidings of the departure of Kanmakan, through the Chief Emirs who said to him, \"Verily he is the son of our Sovran and the seed of King Omar bin al-Nu'uman and it hath reached us that he hath exiled himself from the land", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_07_burton_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 24}]}

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Then he called to mind all the kindness that Zau al-Makan had done him, and how he had charged him with the care of his son; wherefore he grieved for Kanmakan and said, \"Needs must I have search made for him in all countries", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_0.flac", "original_index": 0}, {"text": "\"Needs must I have search made for him in all countries.", "start_byte": 141097, "end_byte": 141153, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 89.46499694824219, "cut_end_time": 94.14012194824218, "narration": {"text": "] Then he hailed the speaker and cried out to him, saying,", "cut_start_time": 472.9149938964844, "cut_end_time": 476.5501188964844, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_1.flac"}, "context": "\"Verily he is the son of our Sovran and the seed of King Omar bin al-Nu'uman and it hath reached us that he hath exiled himself from the land.\" When King Sasan heard these words, he was wroth with them and ordered one of them to be hanged by way of silencing him, whereat the fear of him fell upon the hearts of all the other Grandees and they dared not speak one word. Then he called to mind all the kindness that Zau al-Makan had done him, and how he had charged him with the care of his son; wherefore he grieved for Kanmakan and said, <|quote_start|>\"Needs must I have search made for him in all countries.\"<|quote_end|> So he summoned Tarkash and bade him choose an hundred horse and wend with them in quest of the Prince. Accordingly he went out and was absent ten days, after which he returned and said, \"I can learn no tidings of him and have hit on no trace of him, nor can any tell me aught of him.\" Upon this King Sasan repented him of that which he had done by the Prince; whilst his mother abode in unrest continual nor would patience come at her call: and thus passed over her twenty days in heaviness all. This is how it fared with these; but as regards Kanmakan, when he left Baghdad, he went forth perplexed about his case and knowing not whither he should go: so he fared on alone through the desert for three days and saw neither footman nor horseman; withal, his sleep fled and his wakefulness redoubled, for he pined after his people and his homestead. He ate of the herbs of the earth and drank of its flowing waters and siesta'd under its trees at hours of noontide heats, till he turned from that road to another way and, following it other three days, came on the fourth to a land of green leas, dyed with the hues of plants and trees and with sloping valley sides made to please, abounding with the fruits of the earth. It had drunken of the cups of the cloud, to the sound of thunders rolling loud and the song of the turtle-dove gently sough'd, till its hill slopes were brightly verdant and its fields were sweetly fragrant. Then Kanmakan recalled his father's city Baghdad, and for excess of emotion he broke out into verse,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_1.flac", "original_index": 1}, {"text": "\"I can learn no tidings of him and have hit on no trace of him, nor can any tell me aught of him.", "start_byte": 141341, "end_byte": 141438, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 112.2549981689453, "cut_end_time": 119.9901231689453, "narration": {"text": "] Then he hailed the speaker and cried out to him, saying,", "cut_start_time": 472.9149938964844, "cut_end_time": 476.5501188964844, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_2.flac"}, "context": "\" When King Sasan heard these words, he was wroth with them and ordered one of them to be hanged by way of silencing him, whereat the fear of him fell upon the hearts of all the other Grandees and they dared not speak one word. Then he called to mind all the kindness that Zau al-Makan had done him, and how he had charged him with the care of his son; wherefore he grieved for Kanmakan and said, \"Needs must I have search made for him in all countries.\" So he summoned Tarkash and bade him choose an hundred horse and wend with them in quest of the Prince. Accordingly he went out and was absent ten days, after which he returned and said, <|quote_start|>\"I can learn no tidings of him and have hit on no trace of him, nor can any tell me aught of him.\"<|quote_end|> Upon this King Sasan repented him of that which he had done by the Prince; whilst his mother abode in unrest continual nor would patience come at her call: and thus passed over her twenty days in heaviness all. This is how it fared with these; but as regards Kanmakan, when he left Baghdad, he went forth perplexed about his case and knowing not whither he should go: so he fared on alone through the desert for three days and saw neither footman nor horseman; withal, his sleep fled and his wakefulness redoubled, for he pined after his people and his homestead. He ate of the herbs of the earth and drank of its flowing waters and siesta'd under its trees at hours of noontide heats, till he turned from that road to another way and, following it other three days, came on the fourth to a land of green leas, dyed with the hues of plants and trees and with sloping valley sides made to please, abounding with the fruits of the earth. It had drunken of the cups of the cloud, to the sound of thunders rolling loud and the song of the turtle-dove gently sough'd, till its hill slopes were brightly verdant and its fields were sweetly fragrant. Then Kanmakan recalled his father's city Baghdad, and for excess of emotion he broke out into verse,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 2}, {"text": "\"I roam, and roaming hope I to return; * Yet of returning see not how or when: I went for love of one I could not win, * Nor way of 'scaping ills that pressed could ken.\"", "start_byte": 142686, "end_byte": 142856, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 232.94499938964844, "cut_end_time": 247.56006188964844, "narration": {"text": "] Then he hailed the speaker and cried out to him, saying,", "cut_start_time": 472.9149938964844, "cut_end_time": 476.5501188964844, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "\" Upon this King Sasan repented him of that which he had done by the Prince; whilst his mother abode in unrest continual nor would patience come at her call: and thus passed over her twenty days in heaviness all. This is how it fared with these; but as regards Kanmakan, when he left Baghdad, he went forth perplexed about his case and knowing not whither he should go: so he fared on alone through the desert for three days and saw neither footman nor horseman; withal, his sleep fled and his wakefulness redoubled, for he pined after his people and his homestead. He ate of the herbs of the earth and drank of its flowing waters and siesta'd under its trees at hours of noontide heats, till he turned from that road to another way and, following it other three days, came on the fourth to a land of green leas, dyed with the hues of plants and trees and with sloping valley sides made to please, abounding with the fruits of the earth. It had drunken of the cups of the cloud, to the sound of thunders rolling loud and the song of the turtle-dove gently sough'd, till its hill slopes were brightly verdant and its fields were sweetly fragrant. Then Kanmakan recalled his father's city Baghdad, and for excess of emotion he broke out into verse,\n\n<|quote_start|>\"I roam, and roaming hope I to return; * Yet of returning see not how or when: I went for love of one I could not win, * Nor way of 'scaping ills that pressed could ken.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nWhen he ended his recital he wept, but presently he wiped away his tears and ate of the fruits of the earth enough for his present need. Then he made the Wuzu-ablution and prayed the ordained prayers which he had neglected all this time; and he sat resting in that place through the livelong day. When night came he slept and ceased not sleeping till midnight, when he awoke and heard a human voice declaiming these couplets,\n\n\"What's life to me, unless I see the pearly sheen * Of teeth I love, and sight that glorious mien? Pray for her Bishops who in convents reign, * Vying to bow before that heavenly queen. And Death is lighter than the loved one's wrath, * Whose phantom haunts me seen in every scene: O joy of cup companions, when they meet, * And loved and lover o'er each other lean! E'en more in time of spring, the lord of flowers, * When fragrant is the world with bloom and green: Drainer of vine-juice! up wi' thee, for now * Earth is a Heaven where sweet waters flow.[FN#76]\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"recital": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 3}, {"text": "\"'Twere fitting that this man should lay his head to my head and become my comrade in this my strangerhood.\"[FN#7", "start_byte": 145308, "end_byte": 145421, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 463.7650024414063, "cut_end_time": 471.67000244140627, "narration": {"text": "] Then he hailed the speaker and cried out to him, saying,", "cut_start_time": 472.9149938964844, "cut_end_time": 476.5501188964844, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "\"Tho' 'tis thy wont to hide thy love perforce, * Yet weep on day of parting and divorce! Twixt me and my dear love were plighted vows; * Pledge of reunion, fonder intercourse: With joy inspires my heart and deals it rest * Zephyr, whose coolness doth desire enforce. O Sa'ad\u00e1,[FN#77] thinks of me that anklet wearer? * Or parting broke she troth without remorse? And say! shall nights foregather us, and we * Of suffered hardships tell in soft discourse? Quoth she, 'Thou'rt daft for us and fey'; quoth I, * ' 'Sain thee! how many a friend hast turned to corse!' If taste mine eyes sweet sleep while she's away, * Allah with loss of her these eyne accurse. O wounds in vitals mine! for cure they lack * Union and dewy lips' sweet theriack.\"[FN#78]\n\nWhen Kanmakan heard this verse again spoken by the same voice yet saw no one, he knew that the speaker was a lover like unto himself, debarred from union with her who loved him; and he said to himself, <|quote_start|>\"'Twere fitting that this man should lay his head to my head and become my comrade in this my strangerhood.\"[FN#79<|quote_end|>] Then he hailed the speaker and cried out to him, saying, \"O thou who farest in sombrest night, draw near to me and tell me thy tale haply thou shalt find me one who will succour thee in thy sufferings.\" And when the owner of the voice heard these words, he cried out, \"O thou that respondest to my complaint and wouldest hear my history, who art thou amongst the knights? Art thou human or Jinni? Answer me speedily ere thy death draw near for I have wandered in this desert some twenty days and have seen no one nor heard any voice but thy voice", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_4.flac", "original_index": 6}, {"text": "\"O thou who farest in sombrest night, draw near to me and tell me thy tale haply thou shalt find me one who will succour thee in thy sufferings.", "start_byte": 145481, "end_byte": 145625, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 477.1050048828125, "cut_end_time": 489.1800048828125, "narration": {"text": " And when the owner of the voice heard these words, he cried out,", "cut_start_time": 490.35498779296876, "cut_end_time": 494.7800502929688, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_5.flac"}, "context": "\"Tho' 'tis thy wont to hide thy love perforce, * Yet weep on day of parting and divorce! Twixt me and my dear love were plighted vows; * Pledge of reunion, fonder intercourse: With joy inspires my heart and deals it rest * Zephyr, whose coolness doth desire enforce. O Sa'ad\u00e1,[FN#77] thinks of me that anklet wearer? * Or parting broke she troth without remorse? And say! shall nights foregather us, and we * Of suffered hardships tell in soft discourse? Quoth she, 'Thou'rt daft for us and fey'; quoth I, * ' 'Sain thee! how many a friend hast turned to corse!' If taste mine eyes sweet sleep while she's away, * Allah with loss of her these eyne accurse. O wounds in vitals mine! for cure they lack * Union and dewy lips' sweet theriack.\"[FN#78]\n\nWhen Kanmakan heard this verse again spoken by the same voice yet saw no one, he knew that the speaker was a lover like unto himself, debarred from union with her who loved him; and he said to himself, \"'Twere fitting that this man should lay his head to my head and become my comrade in this my strangerhood.\"[FN#79] Then he hailed the speaker and cried out to him, saying, <|quote_start|>\"O thou who farest in sombrest night, draw near to me and tell me thy tale haply thou shalt find me one who will succour thee in thy sufferings.\"<|quote_end|> And when the owner of the voice heard these words, he cried out, \"O thou that respondest to my complaint and wouldest hear my history, who art thou amongst the knights? Art thou human or Jinni? Answer me speedily ere thy death draw near for I have wandered in this desert some twenty days and have seen no one nor heard any voice but thy voice.\" At these words Kanmakan said to himself, \"This one's case is like my case, for I, even I, have wandered twenty days, nor during my wayfare have I seen man or heard voice", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_5.flac", "original_index": 7}, {"text": "\"This one's case is like my case, for I, even I, have wandered twenty days, nor during my wayfare have I seen man or heard voice:", "start_byte": 146014, "end_byte": 146143, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 524.80501953125, "cut_end_time": 536.63001953125, "narration": {"text": " So he was silent, and the voice again called out to him, saying,", "cut_start_time": 542.6950073242188, "cut_end_time": 547.4300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_6.flac"}, "context": "\"O thou who farest in sombrest night, draw near to me and tell me thy tale haply thou shalt find me one who will succour thee in thy sufferings.\" And when the owner of the voice heard these words, he cried out, \"O thou that respondest to my complaint and wouldest hear my history, who art thou amongst the knights? Art thou human or Jinni? Answer me speedily ere thy death draw near for I have wandered in this desert some twenty days and have seen no one nor heard any voice but thy voice.\" At these words Kanmakan said to himself, <|quote_start|>\"This one's case is like my case, for I, even I, have wandered twenty days, nor during my wayfare have I seen man or heard voice:\"<|quote_end|> and he added, \"I will make him no answer till day arise.\" So he was silent, and the voice again called out to him, saying, \"O thou that callest, if thou be of the Jinn fare in peace and, if thou be man, stay awhile till the day break stark and the night flee with the dark.\" The speaker abode in his place and Kanmakan did likewise and the twain in reciting verses never failed, and wept tears that railed till the light of day began loom and the night departed with its gloom. Then Kanmakan looked at the other and found him to be of the Badawi Arabs, a youth in the flower of his age; clad in worn clothes and bearing in baldrick a rusty sword which he kept sheathed, and the signs of love longing were apparent on him. He went up to him and accosted him and saluted him, and the Badawi returned the salute and greeted him with courteous wishes for his long life, but somewhat despised him, seeing his tender years and his condition, which was that of a pauper. So he said to him,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_6.flac", "original_index": 9}, {"text": "\"I will make him no answer till day arise.", "start_byte": 146159, "end_byte": 146201, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 538.9149975585938, "cut_end_time": 542.0101225585938, "narration": {"text": " So he was silent, and the voice again called out to him, saying,", "cut_start_time": 542.6950073242188, "cut_end_time": 547.4300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_7.flac"}, "context": "\"O thou that respondest to my complaint and wouldest hear my history, who art thou amongst the knights? Art thou human or Jinni? Answer me speedily ere thy death draw near for I have wandered in this desert some twenty days and have seen no one nor heard any voice but thy voice.\" At these words Kanmakan said to himself, \"This one's case is like my case, for I, even I, have wandered twenty days, nor during my wayfare have I seen man or heard voice:\" and he added, <|quote_start|>\"I will make him no answer till day arise.\"<|quote_end|> So he was silent, and the voice again called out to him, saying, \"O thou that callest, if thou be of the Jinn fare in peace and, if thou be man, stay awhile till the day break stark and the night flee with the dark.\" The speaker abode in his place and Kanmakan did likewise and the twain in reciting verses never failed, and wept tears that railed till the light of day began loom and the night departed with its gloom. Then Kanmakan looked at the other and found him to be of the Badawi Arabs, a youth in the flower of his age; clad in worn clothes and bearing in baldrick a rusty sword which he kept sheathed, and the signs of love longing were apparent on him. He went up to him and accosted him and saluted him, and the Badawi returned the salute and greeted him with courteous wishes for his long life, but somewhat despised him, seeing his tender years and his condition, which was that of a pauper. So he said to him,", "narrative_information_pred": {"added": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_7.flac", "original_index": 10}, {"text": "\"O thou that callest, if thou be of the Jinn fare in peace and, if thou be man, stay awhile till the day break stark and the night flee with the dark.", "start_byte": 146268, "end_byte": 146418, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 548.2849780273438, "cut_end_time": 561.2500405273438, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_8.flac"}, "context": "\"O thou that respondest to my complaint and wouldest hear my history, who art thou amongst the knights? Art thou human or Jinni? Answer me speedily ere thy death draw near for I have wandered in this desert some twenty days and have seen no one nor heard any voice but thy voice.\" At these words Kanmakan said to himself, \"This one's case is like my case, for I, even I, have wandered twenty days, nor during my wayfare have I seen man or heard voice:\" and he added, \"I will make him no answer till day arise.\" So he was silent, and the voice again called out to him, saying, <|quote_start|>\"O thou that callest, if thou be of the Jinn fare in peace and, if thou be man, stay awhile till the day break stark and the night flee with the dark.\"<|quote_end|> The speaker abode in his place and Kanmakan did likewise and the twain in reciting verses never failed, and wept tears that railed till the light of day began loom and the night departed with its gloom. Then Kanmakan looked at the other and found him to be of the Badawi Arabs, a youth in the flower of his age; clad in worn clothes and bearing in baldrick a rusty sword which he kept sheathed, and the signs of love longing were apparent on him. He went up to him and accosted him and saluted him, and the Badawi returned the salute and greeted him with courteous wishes for his long life, but somewhat despised him, seeing his tender years and his condition, which was that of a pauper. So he said to him,", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_8.flac", "original_index": 11}, {"text": "\"O Chief of the Arabs, leave my tenderness of age and tell me why thou wanderest by night in the desert reciting verses. Thou talkest, I see, of my serving thee; who then art thou and what moved thee to talk this wise?", "start_byte": 147790, "end_byte": 148008, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 686.035009765625, "cut_end_time": 704.770009765625, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_9.flac"}, "context": "\"O youth, of what tribe art thou and to whom art thou kin among the Arabs; and what is thy history that thou goest by night, after the fashion of knights? Indeed thou spakest to me in the dark words such as are spoken of none but doughty cavaliers and lion- like warriors; and now I hold thy life in hand. But I have compassion on thee by reason of thy green years; so I will make thee my companion and thou shalt go with me, to do me service.\" When Kanmakan heard him speak these unseemly words, after showing him such skill in verse, he knew that he despised him and would presume with him; therefore he answered him with soft and well- chosen speech, saying, <|quote_start|>\"O Chief of the Arabs, leave my tenderness of age and tell me why thou wanderest by night in the desert reciting verses. Thou talkest, I see, of my serving thee; who then art thou and what moved thee to talk this wise?\"<|quote_end|> Answered he, \"Hark ye, boy! I am Sabb\u00e1h, son of Ramm\u00e1h bin Hum\u00e1m.[FN#80] My people are of the Arabs of Syria and I have a cousin, Najmah highs, who to all that look on her brings delight. And when my father died I was brought up in the house of his brother, the father of Najmah; but as soon I grew up and my uncle's daughter became a woman, they secluded her from me and me from her, seeing that I was poor and without money in pouch. Then the Chiefs of the Arabs and the heads of the tribes rebuked her sire, and he was abashed before them and consented to give me my cousin, but upon condition that I should bring him as her dower fifty head of horses and fifty dromedaries which travel ten days[FN#81] without a halt and fifty camels laden with wheat and a like number laden with barley, together with ten black slaves and ten handmaids. Thus the weight he set upon me was beyond my power to bear; for he exacted more than the marriage settlement as by law established. So here am I, travelling from Syria to Irak, and I have passed twenty days with out seeing other than thyself; yet I mean to go to Baghdad that I may ascertain what merchant men of wealth and importance start thence. Then will I fare forth in their track and loot their goods, and I will slay their escort and drive off their camels with their loads. But what manner of man art thou?\" Replied Kanmakan,", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_9.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\"Thy case is like unto my case, save that my evil is more grievous than thine ill; for my cousin is a King's daughter and the dowry of which thou hast spoken would not content her people, nor would they be satisfied with the like of that from me.", "start_byte": 149387, "end_byte": 149633, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 830.0550097656251, "cut_end_time": 849.330009765625, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_10.flac"}, "context": "\" Answered he, \"Hark ye, boy! I am Sabb\u00e1h, son of Ramm\u00e1h bin Hum\u00e1m.[FN#80] My people are of the Arabs of Syria and I have a cousin, Najmah highs, who to all that look on her brings delight. And when my father died I was brought up in the house of his brother, the father of Najmah; but as soon I grew up and my uncle's daughter became a woman, they secluded her from me and me from her, seeing that I was poor and without money in pouch. Then the Chiefs of the Arabs and the heads of the tribes rebuked her sire, and he was abashed before them and consented to give me my cousin, but upon condition that I should bring him as her dower fifty head of horses and fifty dromedaries which travel ten days[FN#81] without a halt and fifty camels laden with wheat and a like number laden with barley, together with ten black slaves and ten handmaids. Thus the weight he set upon me was beyond my power to bear; for he exacted more than the marriage settlement as by law established. So here am I, travelling from Syria to Irak, and I have passed twenty days with out seeing other than thyself; yet I mean to go to Baghdad that I may ascertain what merchant men of wealth and importance start thence. Then will I fare forth in their track and loot their goods, and I will slay their escort and drive off their camels with their loads. But what manner of man art thou?\" Replied Kanmakan, <|quote_start|>\"Thy case is like unto my case, save that my evil is more grievous than thine ill; for my cousin is a King's daughter and the dowry of which thou hast spoken would not content her people, nor would they be satisfied with the like of that from me.\"<|quote_end|> Quoth Sabbah, \"Surely thou art a fool or thy wits for excess of passion are gathering wool! How can thy cousin be a King's daughter? Thou hast no sign of royal rank on thee, for thou art but a mendicant.\" Re joined Kanmakan, \"O Chief of the Arabs, let not this my case seem strange to thee; for what happened, happened;[FN#82] and if thou desire proof of me, I am Kanmakan, son of King Zau al-Makan, son of King Omar bin al-Nu'uman Lord of Baghdad and the realm Khorasan; and Fortune banned me with her tyrant ban, for my father died and my Sultanate was taken by King Sasan. So I fled forth from Baghdad secretly, lest I be seen of any man, and have wandered twenty days without any but thyself to scan. So now I have discovered to thee my case, and my story is as thy story and my need as thy need", "narrative_information_pred": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_10.flac", "original_index": 15}, {"text": "\"Surely thou art a fool or thy wits for excess of passion are gathering wool! How can thy cousin be a King's daughter? Thou hast no sign of royal rank on thee, for thou art but a mendicant.", "start_byte": 149649, "end_byte": 149838, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 852.0349755859376, "cut_end_time": 867.9700380859375, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "\" Answered he, \"Hark ye, boy! I am Sabb\u00e1h, son of Ramm\u00e1h bin Hum\u00e1m.[FN#80] My people are of the Arabs of Syria and I have a cousin, Najmah highs, who to all that look on her brings delight. And when my father died I was brought up in the house of his brother, the father of Najmah; but as soon I grew up and my uncle's daughter became a woman, they secluded her from me and me from her, seeing that I was poor and without money in pouch. Then the Chiefs of the Arabs and the heads of the tribes rebuked her sire, and he was abashed before them and consented to give me my cousin, but upon condition that I should bring him as her dower fifty head of horses and fifty dromedaries which travel ten days[FN#81] without a halt and fifty camels laden with wheat and a like number laden with barley, together with ten black slaves and ten handmaids. Thus the weight he set upon me was beyond my power to bear; for he exacted more than the marriage settlement as by law established. So here am I, travelling from Syria to Irak, and I have passed twenty days with out seeing other than thyself; yet I mean to go to Baghdad that I may ascertain what merchant men of wealth and importance start thence. Then will I fare forth in their track and loot their goods, and I will slay their escort and drive off their camels with their loads. But what manner of man art thou?\" Replied Kanmakan, \"Thy case is like unto my case, save that my evil is more grievous than thine ill; for my cousin is a King's daughter and the dowry of which thou hast spoken would not content her people, nor would they be satisfied with the like of that from me.\" Quoth Sabbah, <|quote_start|>\"Surely thou art a fool or thy wits for excess of passion are gathering wool! How can thy cousin be a King's daughter? Thou hast no sign of royal rank on thee, for thou art but a mendicant.\"<|quote_end|> Re joined Kanmakan, \"O Chief of the Arabs, let not this my case seem strange to thee; for what happened, happened;[FN#82] and if thou desire proof of me, I am Kanmakan, son of King Zau al-Makan, son of King Omar bin al-Nu'uman Lord of Baghdad and the realm Khorasan; and Fortune banned me with her tyrant ban, for my father died and my Sultanate was taken by King Sasan. So I fled forth from Baghdad secretly, lest I be seen of any man, and have wandered twenty days without any but thyself to scan. So now I have discovered to thee my case, and my story is as thy story and my need as thy need", "narrative_information_pred": {"Quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 16}, {"text": "\"Woe to thee! Dost thou bandy words with me, O vilest of dogs that be? Turn thee thy back, or I will come down on thee with clack!", "start_byte": 151365, "end_byte": 151495, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1006.6549804687501, "cut_end_time": 1017.1700429687501, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "\"O brother of the Arabs, act not on this wise, for my people will not buy me with silver nor with gold, not even with a copper dirham; and I am a poor man, having with me neither much nor little, so cease then to be upon this track and take me to thy comrade. Fare we forth for the land of Irak and wander over the world, so haply we may win dower and marriage portion, and we may seek and enjoy our cousins' kisses and embraces when we come back.\" Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said, <|quote_start|>\"Woe to thee! Dost thou bandy words with me, O vilest of dogs that be? Turn thee thy back, or I will come down on thee with clack!\"<|quote_end|> Kanmakan smiled and answered, \"Why should I turn my back for thee? Is there no justice in thee? Dost thou not fear to bring blame upon the Arab men by driving a man like myself captive, in shame and disdain, before thou hast proved him on the plain, to know if he be a warrior or of cowardly strain?\" Upon this Sabbah laughed and replied, \"By Allah, a wonder! Thou art a boy in years told, but in talk thou art old. These words should come from none but a champion doughty and bold: what wantest thou of justice", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 20}, {"text": "\"By Allah, a wonder! Thou art a boy in years told, but in talk thou art old. These words should come from none but a champion doughty and bold: what wantest thou of justice?", "start_byte": 151836, "end_byte": 152009, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1048.3649560546874, "cut_end_time": 1063.2300810546874, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "\"Woe to thee! Dost thou bandy words with me, O vilest of dogs that be? Turn thee thy back, or I will come down on thee with clack!\" Kanmakan smiled and answered, \"Why should I turn my back for thee? Is there no justice in thee? Dost thou not fear to bring blame upon the Arab men by driving a man like myself captive, in shame and disdain, before thou hast proved him on the plain, to know if he be a warrior or of cowardly strain?\" Upon this Sabbah laughed and replied, <|quote_start|>\"By Allah, a wonder! Thou art a boy in years told, but in talk thou art old. These words should come from none but a champion doughty and bold: what wantest thou of justice?\"<|quote_end|> Quoth Kanmakan, \"If thou wilt have me thy captive, to wend with thee and serve thee, throw down thine arms and put off thine outer gear and come on and wrestle with me; and whichever of us throw his opponent shall have his will of him and make him his boy.\" Then Sabbah laughed and said, \"I think this waste of breath de noteth the nearness of thy death.\" Then he arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down as the quintal downweighs the diner; and he looked at his legs firmly planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[FN#83] strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains which may not he displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself,", "narrative_information_pred": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 22}, {"text": "\"If thou wilt have me thy captive, to wend with thee and serve thee, throw down thine arms and put off thine outer gear and come on and wrestle with me; and whichever of us throw his opponent shall have his will of him and make him his boy.", "start_byte": 152027, "end_byte": 152267, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1065.9149755859373, "cut_end_time": 1084.9400380859374, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_14.flac"}, "context": "\"Why should I turn my back for thee? Is there no justice in thee? Dost thou not fear to bring blame upon the Arab men by driving a man like myself captive, in shame and disdain, before thou hast proved him on the plain, to know if he be a warrior or of cowardly strain?\" Upon this Sabbah laughed and replied, \"By Allah, a wonder! Thou art a boy in years told, but in talk thou art old. These words should come from none but a champion doughty and bold: what wantest thou of justice?\" Quoth Kanmakan, <|quote_start|>\"If thou wilt have me thy captive, to wend with thee and serve thee, throw down thine arms and put off thine outer gear and come on and wrestle with me; and whichever of us throw his opponent shall have his will of him and make him his boy.\"<|quote_end|> Then Sabbah laughed and said, \"I think this waste of breath de noteth the nearness of thy death.\" Then he arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down as the quintal downweighs the diner; and he looked at his legs firmly planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[FN#83] strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains which may not he displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself,", "narrative_information_pred": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_14.flac", "original_index": 23}, {"text": "\"I think this waste of breath de noteth the nearness of thy death.", "start_byte": 152299, "end_byte": 152365, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1089.1149755859374, "cut_end_time": 1093.9901005859374, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_15.flac"}, "context": "\"By Allah, a wonder! Thou art a boy in years told, but in talk thou art old. These words should come from none but a champion doughty and bold: what wantest thou of justice?\" Quoth Kanmakan, \"If thou wilt have me thy captive, to wend with thee and serve thee, throw down thine arms and put off thine outer gear and come on and wrestle with me; and whichever of us throw his opponent shall have his will of him and make him his boy.\" Then Sabbah laughed and said, <|quote_start|>\"I think this waste of breath de noteth the nearness of thy death.\"<|quote_end|> Then he arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down as the quintal downweighs the diner; and he looked at his legs firmly planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[FN#83] strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains which may not he displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_15.flac", "original_index": 24}, {"text": "\"Would I had slain him with my weapon!", "start_byte": 152932, "end_byte": 152970, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1144.005009765625, "cut_end_time": 1146.9000097656249, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_16.flac"}, "context": "\" Then he arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down as the quintal downweighs the diner; and he looked at his legs firmly planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[FN#83] strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains which may not he displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself, <|quote_start|>\"Would I had slain him with my weapon!\"<|quote_end|> Then Kanmakan took hold of him and mastering him, shook him till the Badawi thought his bowels would burst in his belly, and he broke out, \"Hold thy hand, O boy!\" He heeded not his words, but shook him again and, lifting him from the ground, made with him towards the stream, that he might throw him therein: where upon the Badawi roared out, saying, \"O thou valiant man, what wilt thou do with me?\"[FN#", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_16.flac", "original_index": 25}, {"text": "\"Hold thy hand, O boy!", "start_byte": 153111, "end_byte": 153133, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1158.9749707031249, "cut_end_time": 1160.610095703125, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_17.flac"}, "context": "\" Then he arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down as the quintal downweighs the diner; and he looked at his legs firmly planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[FN#83] strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains which may not he displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself, \"Would I had slain him with my weapon!\" Then Kanmakan took hold of him and mastering him, shook him till the Badawi thought his bowels would burst in his belly, and he broke out, <|quote_start|>\"Hold thy hand, O boy!\"<|quote_end|> He heeded not his words, but shook him again and, lifting him from the ground, made with him towards the stream, that he might throw him therein: where upon the Badawi roared out, saying, \"O thou valiant man, what wilt thou do with me?\"[FN#84] Quoth he, \"I mean to throw thee into this stream: it will bear thee to the Tigris. The Tigris will bring thee to the river Isa and the Isa will carry thee to the Euphrates, and the Euphrates will land thee in shine own country; so thy tribe shall see thee and know thy manly cheer and how thy passion be sincere", "narrative_information_pred": {"broke": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 26}, {"text": "\"O thou valiant man, what wilt thou do with me?\"[FN#8", "start_byte": 153323, "end_byte": 153376, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1178.444990234375, "cut_end_time": 1181.860115234375, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "\" Then he arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down as the quintal downweighs the diner; and he looked at his legs firmly planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[FN#83] strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains which may not he displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself, \"Would I had slain him with my weapon!\" Then Kanmakan took hold of him and mastering him, shook him till the Badawi thought his bowels would burst in his belly, and he broke out, \"Hold thy hand, O boy!\" He heeded not his words, but shook him again and, lifting him from the ground, made with him towards the stream, that he might throw him therein: where upon the Badawi roared out, saying, <|quote_start|>\"O thou valiant man, what wilt thou do with me?\"[FN#84<|quote_end|>] Quoth he, \"I mean to throw thee into this stream: it will bear thee to the Tigris. The Tigris will bring thee to the river Isa and the Isa will carry thee to the Euphrates, and the Euphrates will land thee in shine own country; so thy tribe shall see thee and know thy manly cheer and how thy passion be sincere.\" Then Sabbah cried aloud and said, \"O Champion of the desert lair, do not with me what deed the wicked dare but let me go, by the life of thy cousin, the jewel of the fair", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 27}, {"text": "\"O Champion of the desert lair, do not with me what deed the wicked dare but let me go, by the life of thy cousin, the jewel of the fair!", "start_byte": 153727, "end_byte": 153864, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1213.1050048828124, "cut_end_time": 1223.5600673828123, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "\"O thou valiant man, what wilt thou do with me?\"[FN#84] Quoth he, \"I mean to throw thee into this stream: it will bear thee to the Tigris. The Tigris will bring thee to the river Isa and the Isa will carry thee to the Euphrates, and the Euphrates will land thee in shine own country; so thy tribe shall see thee and know thy manly cheer and how thy passion be sincere.\" Then Sabbah cried aloud and said, <|quote_start|>\"O Champion of the desert lair, do not with me what deed the wicked dare but let me go, by the life of thy cousin, the jewel of the fair!\"<|quote_end|> Hearing this, Kanmakan set him on the ground, but when he found him self at liberty, he ran to his sword and targe and taking them up stood plotting in himself treachery and sudden assault on his adversary.[FN#85] The Prince kenned his intent in his eye and said to him, \"I con what is in thy heart, now thou hast hold of thy sword and thy targe. Thou hast neither length of hand nor trick of wrestling, but thou thinkest that, wert thou on thy mare and couldst wheel about the plain, and ply me with thy skene, I had long ago been slain. But I will give thee thy requite, so there may be left in thy heart no despite; now give me the targe and fall on me with thy whinger; either thou shalt kill me or I shall kill thee", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_19.flac", "original_index": 29}, {"text": "\"This is the finishing blow!", "start_byte": 154823, "end_byte": 154851, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1313.7549560546875, "cut_end_time": 1315.3800810546875, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_20.flac"}, "context": "\"I con what is in thy heart, now thou hast hold of thy sword and thy targe. Thou hast neither length of hand nor trick of wrestling, but thou thinkest that, wert thou on thy mare and couldst wheel about the plain, and ply me with thy skene, I had long ago been slain. But I will give thee thy requite, so there may be left in thy heart no despite; now give me the targe and fall on me with thy whinger; either thou shalt kill me or I shall kill thee.\" \"Here it is,\" answered Sabbah and, throwing him the targe, bared his brand and rushed at him sword in hand; Kanmakan hent the buckler in his right and began to fend himself with it, whilst Sabbah struck at him, saying at each stroke, <|quote_start|>\"This is the finishing blow!\"<|quote_end|> But it fell harmless enow, for Kanmakan took all on his buckler and it was waste work, though he did not reply lacking the wherewithal to strike and Sabbah ceased not to smite at him with his sabre, till his arm was weary. When his opponent saw this, he rushed upon him and, hugging him in his arms, shook him and threw him to the ground. Then he turned him over on his face and pinioned his elbows behind him with the baldrick of his sword, and began to drag him by the feet and to make for the river. Thereupon cried Sabbah,", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 32}, {"text": "\"What wilt thou do with me, O youth, and cavalier of the age and brave of the plain where battles rage?", "start_byte": 155380, "end_byte": 155483, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1364.7450244140623, "cut_end_time": 1372.3800244140625, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "\" But it fell harmless enow, for Kanmakan took all on his buckler and it was waste work, though he did not reply lacking the wherewithal to strike and Sabbah ceased not to smite at him with his sabre, till his arm was weary. When his opponent saw this, he rushed upon him and, hugging him in his arms, shook him and threw him to the ground. Then he turned him over on his face and pinioned his elbows behind him with the baldrick of his sword, and began to drag him by the feet and to make for the river. Thereupon cried Sabbah, <|quote_start|>\"What wilt thou do with me, O youth, and cavalier of the age and brave of the plain where battles rage?\"<|quote_end|> Answered he, \"Did I not tell thee that it was my intent to send thee by the river to thy kin and to thy tribe, that thy heart be not troubled for them nor their hearts be troubled for thee, and lest thou miss thy cousin's bride-feast!\" At this Sabbah shrieked aloud and wept and screaming said, \"Do not thus, O champion of the time's braves! Let me go and make me one of thy slaves!\" And he wept and wailed and began reciting these verses,", "narrative_information_pred": {"cried": {"id": "6", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 33}, {"text": "\"Did I not tell thee that it was my intent to send thee by the river to thy kin and to thy tribe, that thy heart be not troubled for them nor their hearts be troubled for thee, and lest thou miss thy cousin's bride-feast!", "start_byte": 155498, "end_byte": 155719, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1374.6050292968748, "cut_end_time": 1392.530091796875, "narration": {"text": " Hearing this, Sabbah waxed angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said,", "cut_start_time": 999.3449877929688, "cut_end_time": 1005.9400502929687, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "\" But it fell harmless enow, for Kanmakan took all on his buckler and it was waste work, though he did not reply lacking the wherewithal to strike and Sabbah ceased not to smite at him with his sabre, till his arm was weary. When his opponent saw this, he rushed upon him and, hugging him in his arms, shook him and threw him to the ground. Then he turned him over on his face and pinioned his elbows behind him with the baldrick of his sword, and began to drag him by the feet and to make for the river. Thereupon cried Sabbah, \"What wilt thou do with me, O youth, and cavalier of the age and brave of the plain where battles rage?\" Answered he, <|quote_start|>\"Did I not tell thee that it was my intent to send thee by the river to thy kin and to thy tribe, that thy heart be not troubled for them nor their hearts be troubled for thee, and lest thou miss thy cousin's bride-feast!\"<|quote_end|> At this Sabbah shrieked aloud and wept and screaming said, \"Do not thus, O champion of the time's braves! Let me go and make me one of thy slaves!\" And he wept and wailed and began reciting these verses,\n\n\"I'm estranged fro' my folk and estrangement's long: * Shall I die amid strangers? Ah, would that I kenned! I die, nor my kinsman shall know where I'm slain, * Die in exile nor see the dear face of my friend!\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"Answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_22.flac", "original_index": 34}, {"text": "\"Do not thus, O champion of the time's braves! Let me go and make me one of thy slaves!", "start_byte": 155780, "end_byte": 155867, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1401.0150097656249, "cut_end_time": 1407.530009765625, "narration": {"text": " At this Sabbah shrieked aloud and wept and screaming said,", "cut_start_time": 1395.1450244140624, "cut_end_time": 1400.1500869140625, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_23.flac"}, "context": "\" But it fell harmless enow, for Kanmakan took all on his buckler and it was waste work, though he did not reply lacking the wherewithal to strike and Sabbah ceased not to smite at him with his sabre, till his arm was weary. When his opponent saw this, he rushed upon him and, hugging him in his arms, shook him and threw him to the ground. Then he turned him over on his face and pinioned his elbows behind him with the baldrick of his sword, and began to drag him by the feet and to make for the river. Thereupon cried Sabbah, \"What wilt thou do with me, O youth, and cavalier of the age and brave of the plain where battles rage?\" Answered he, \"Did I not tell thee that it was my intent to send thee by the river to thy kin and to thy tribe, that thy heart be not troubled for them nor their hearts be troubled for thee, and lest thou miss thy cousin's bride-feast!\" At this Sabbah shrieked aloud and wept and screaming said, <|quote_start|>\"Do not thus, O champion of the time's braves! Let me go and make me one of thy slaves!\"<|quote_end|> And he wept and wailed and began reciting these verses,\n\n\"I'm estranged fro' my folk and estrangement's long: * Shall I die amid strangers? Ah, would that I kenned! I die, nor my kinsman shall know where I'm slain, * Die in exile nor see the dear face of my friend!\"\n\nThereupon Kanmakan had compassion on him and said, \"Make with me a covenant true and swear me an oath to be a comrade as due and to bear me company wheresoever I may go", "narrative_information_pred": {"screaming": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 35}, {"text": "\"I'm estranged fro' my folk and estrangement's long: * Shall I die amid strangers? Ah, would that I kenned! I die, nor my kinsman shall know where I'm slain, * Die in exile nor see the dear face of my friend!\"", "start_byte": 155926, "end_byte": 156135, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1414.2050537109374, "cut_end_time": 1431.5900537109374, "narration": {"text": " And he wept and wailed and began reciting these verses,", "cut_start_time": 1408.8049902343748, "cut_end_time": 1413.380115234375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_24.flac"}, "context": "\"Did I not tell thee that it was my intent to send thee by the river to thy kin and to thy tribe, that thy heart be not troubled for them nor their hearts be troubled for thee, and lest thou miss thy cousin's bride-feast!\" At this Sabbah shrieked aloud and wept and screaming said, \"Do not thus, O champion of the time's braves! 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Then the Badawi opened his scrip and, taking out three barley scones, laid them before Kanmakan and they both sat down on the bank of the stream to eat.[FN#86] When they had done eating together, they made the lesser ablution and prayed; after which they sat talking of what had befallen each of them from his people and from the shifts of Time. Presently said Kanmakan, <|quote_start|>\"Whither dost thou now intend?\"<|quote_end|> Replied Sabbah, \"I purpose to repair to Baghdad, thy native town, and abide there, until Allah vouchsafe me the marriage portion.\" Rejoined the other, \"Up then and to the road! I tarry here.\" So the Badawi farewelled him and took the way for Baghdad, whilst Kanmakan remained behind, saying to himself, \"O my soul, with what face shall I return pauper- poor? 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Then Kanmakan loosed him and he rose and would have kissed the Prince's hand; but he forbade him that. Then the Badawi opened his scrip and, taking out three barley scones, laid them before Kanmakan and they both sat down on the bank of the stream to eat.[FN#86] When they had done eating together, they made the lesser ablution and prayed; after which they sat talking of what had befallen each of them from his people and from the shifts of Time. Presently said Kanmakan, \"Whither dost thou now intend?\" Replied Sabbah, <|quote_start|>\"I purpose to repair to Baghdad, thy native town, and abide there, until Allah vouchsafe me the marriage portion.\"<|quote_end|> Rejoined the other, \"Up then and to the road! I tarry here.\" So the Badawi farewelled him and took the way for Baghdad, whilst Kanmakan remained behind, saying to himself, \"O my soul, with what face shall I return pauper- poor? 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He sat up right and after a time reached the Prince; and the stranger was at the last gasp and made sure of death, for he was grievously wounded when he came up; the tears streamed down his cheeks like water from the mouths of skins, and he said to Kanmakan,", "narrative_information_pred": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_29.flac", "original_index": 42}, {"text": "\"O Allah! Thou who sendest down the dew, and feedest the worm that homes in the stone, I beseech Thee vouchsafe me my livelihood of Thine Omnipotence and the Grace of Thy benevolence!", "start_byte": 157473, "end_byte": 157656, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1549.945009765625, "cut_end_time": 1565.1700722656249, "narration": {"text": " So the Badawi farewelled him and took the way for Baghdad, whilst Kanmakan remained behind, saying to himself,", "cut_start_time": 1513.0449755859374, "cut_end_time": 1521.4300380859374, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_30.flac"}, "context": "\" So the Badawi farewelled him and took the way for Baghdad, whilst Kanmakan remained behind, saying to himself, \"O my soul, with what face shall I return pauper- poor? Now by Allah, I will not go back empty handed and, if the Almighty please, I will assuredly work my deliverance.\" Then he went to the stream and made the Wuzu-washing and when prostrating he laid his brow in the dust and prayed to the Lord, saying, <|quote_start|>\"O Allah! Thou who sendest down the dew, and feedest the worm that homes in the stone, I beseech Thee vouchsafe me my livelihood of Thine Omnipotence and the Grace of Thy benevolence!\"<|quote_end|> Then he pronounced the salutation which closes prayer; yet every road appeared closed to him. And while he sat turning right and left, behold, he espied a horseman making towards him with bent back and reins slack. 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Presently it opened and disclosed fifty horsemen, gathered together to waylay merchants on the highway, and their captain, by name Kahrdash, was a lion in daring and dash; a furious lion who layeth knights flat as carpets in battle-crash.\" \u2014 And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_31.flac", "original_index": 45}, {"text": "\"Who hath dealt thus with thee?", "start_byte": 158971, "end_byte": 159002, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1685.03505859375, "cut_end_time": 1686.88005859375, "narration": {"text": " So the Badawi farewelled him and took the way for Baghdad, whilst Kanmakan remained behind, saying to himself,", "cut_start_time": 1513.0449755859374, "cut_end_time": 1521.4300380859374, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/3585.thousand_nights_vol03_08_burton_64kb_32.flac"}, "context": "\" Now under that horseman was a stallion, so noble a Rabite[FN#87] the tongue fails to describe him; and as Kanmakan looked at his legs like marble shafts, he was seized with a longing and said to himself, \"Verily the like of this stallion[FN#88] is not to be found in our time.\" Then he helped the rider to alight and entreated him in friendly guise and gave him a little water to swallow; after which he waited till he had taken rest and addressed him, saying, <|quote_start|>\"Who hath dealt thus with thee?\"<|quote_end|> Quoth the rider, \"I will tell thee the truth of the case. 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I hope I didn't disturb you?\"", "start_byte": 31929, "end_byte": 31983, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 581.8349926757812, "cut_end_time": 585.6901176757813, "narration": {"text": "Then another idea struck him, and he jumped up to run to the nearest dormer window, the floorboards, where the sun had lain on them, warm under his bare feet.", "cut_start_time": 206.58500732421874, "cut_end_time": 215.12006982421875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_04_dawson_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "As if blissfully unaware that her costume was not the usual one for cooking, the woman hummed and stirred, tasted, and hung up her ladle. But the sight was too much for Chris. Before he could stop it a shout of laughter exploded from his lips. He laughed and laughed, and the indignant expression on the woman's face when she turned, to stand glaring at him with her hands on her jutting hips, only added to Chris's laughter. 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Master Cilley's eyes lit up as he saw his friends, and hurrying down the gangplank, shook them by the hand as warmly as if he had not seen them for a month, instead of just the night before when he had shared with them what Becky termed, \"a taste, a mere spoonful\" of supper.\n\n\"Eh well, lookee here!\" he exclaimed, delighted. <|quote_start|>\"Chris and Amos, by me soul!\"<|quote_end|> Ned Cilley beamed on them and leaned back on his heels for a better view. \"Lookin' about, lads? Eh, that's the way. Is she not the finest ship that ever ye did rest your eyes on?\"\n\nThe boys were agreeing enthusiastically when a remarkable couple came into sight, pacing the decks of the Mirabelle. 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Is she not the finest ship that ever ye did rest your eyes on?\"", "start_byte": 107672, "end_byte": 107777, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 286.07499145507813, "cut_end_time": 292.25011645507817, "narration": {"text": "What the other man could be saying that was so entertaining Chris could not imagine, for he was the opposite of the fat good-humored one.", "cut_start_time": 345.2350036621094, "cut_end_time": 352.1400036621094, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "Looking about, Chris soon spied Ned Cilley, on deck lounging against the side of the ship and smoking his pipe. Master Cilley's eyes lit up as he saw his friends, and hurrying down the gangplank, shook them by the hand as warmly as if he had not seen them for a month, instead of just the night before when he had shared with them what Becky termed, \"a taste, a mere spoonful\" of supper.\n\n\"Eh well, lookee here!\" he exclaimed, delighted. \"Chris and Amos, by me soul!\" Ned Cilley beamed on them and leaned back on his heels for a better view. <|quote_start|>\"Lookin' about, lads? Eh, that's the way. Is she not the finest ship that ever ye did rest your eyes on?\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe boys were agreeing enthusiastically when a remarkable couple came into sight, pacing the decks of the Mirabelle. Soon the watchers were given a better look, for the two men came down the gangplank to examine cases that had been brought to the dock for loading, and Chris and Amos were hard put to it not to laugh out loud at the comical pair.\n\nThe first man was so round and so short he appeared to have no legs at all. Below a tight round paunch, two small feet looking rather like mice, went in and out as he walked. The roundness of his face was underlined by three folds of chin, but his small piercing blue eyes had a way of suddenly opening wide that made Chris feel the man was no fool. 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That-there's the captain of the Mirabelle no less, and his first mate. Captain Ezekial Blizzard, he is, and Mr. Elisha Finney,\" Ned Cilley told them, watching the earnest conversation of the pair with evident affection.\n\n[Illustration]\n\n[Illustration]\n\n\"Blizzard and Finney, that's them,\" he said. <|quote_start|>\"And a better captain and first mate is not come by in the whole land, I shall warrant you. He may look too plump for his own good,\"<|quote_end|> Master Cilley went on, lowering his voice and bending down to be on a level with Chris and Amos, \"but believe me, there's no sounder captain afloat. They all know it hereabouts, for Ezekial Blizzard knows the Chiny Seas better than the sight of his own feet, make no mistake about it. As to Elisha Finney, he's glum, I don't deny, but faithful! That's true of the two of them -- whatever they can do for Mr. Wicker is law for Ezekial Blizzard and Elisha Finney. 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As to Elisha Finney, he's glum, I don't deny, but faithful! That's true of the two of them -- whatever they can do for Mr. Wicker is law for Ezekial Blizzard and Elisha Finney. They swear by Mr. Wicker, so they do,\" Ned said, wagging his head with the certainty of it. <|quote_start|>\"Mr. Finney's kind, too,\"<|quote_end|> Ned went on, \"though he don't look it, bless me cap and boots! He's tenderhearted as a bird, under that gloom, is Finney.\"\n\n\"Could we go on board the ship?\" Chris asked, when the Captain and Mr. Finney had moved off to the far end of the wharf.\n\n\"No, me lad,\" Cilley answered gravely. \"'Tis better not. Wait till the master do present you proper to the Captain, for the Mirabelle is Captain Blizzard's castle, like. 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I would sooner ye were asked aboard by him.\"\n\nThen, seeing Chris's crestfallen face, Cilley clapped him so heartily on the back that the boy staggered forward a pace or two.", "narrative_information_pred": {"went": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\"Could we go on board the ship?", "start_byte": 110423, "end_byte": 110454, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 452.9849890136719, "cut_end_time": 454.8400515136719, "narration": {"text": " Chris asked, when the Captain and Mr. Finney had moved off to the far end of the wharf.", "cut_start_time": 455.165, "cut_end_time": 459.23, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "\"but believe me, there's no sounder captain afloat. They all know it hereabouts, for Ezekial Blizzard knows the Chiny Seas better than the sight of his own feet, make no mistake about it. As to Elisha Finney, he's glum, I don't deny, but faithful! That's true of the two of them -- whatever they can do for Mr. Wicker is law for Ezekial Blizzard and Elisha Finney. They swear by Mr. Wicker, so they do,\" Ned said, wagging his head with the certainty of it. \"Mr. Finney's kind, too,\" Ned went on, \"though he don't look it, bless me cap and boots! He's tenderhearted as a bird, under that gloom, is Finney.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Could we go on board the ship?\"<|quote_end|> Chris asked, when the Captain and Mr. Finney had moved off to the far end of the wharf.\n\n\"No, me lad,\" Cilley answered gravely. \"'Tis better not. Wait till the master do present you proper to the Captain, for the Mirabelle is Captain Blizzard's castle, like. I would sooner ye were asked aboard by him.\"\n\nThen, seeing Chris's crestfallen face, Cilley clapped him so heartily on the back that the boy staggered forward a pace or two.", "narrative_information_pred": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 19}, {"text": "\"No, me lad,", "start_byte": 110545, "end_byte": 110557, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 459.9449877929688, "cut_end_time": 461.0501127929688, "narration": {"text": "Then, seeing Chris's crestfallen face, Cilley clapped him so heartily on the back that the boy staggered forward a pace or two.", "cut_start_time": 474.8449890136719, "cut_end_time": 481.4600515136719, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "\"but believe me, there's no sounder captain afloat. They all know it hereabouts, for Ezekial Blizzard knows the Chiny Seas better than the sight of his own feet, make no mistake about it. As to Elisha Finney, he's glum, I don't deny, but faithful! That's true of the two of them -- whatever they can do for Mr. Wicker is law for Ezekial Blizzard and Elisha Finney. They swear by Mr. Wicker, so they do,\" Ned said, wagging his head with the certainty of it. \"Mr. Finney's kind, too,\" Ned went on, \"though he don't look it, bless me cap and boots! He's tenderhearted as a bird, under that gloom, is Finney.\"\n\n\"Could we go on board the ship?\" Chris asked, when the Captain and Mr. Finney had moved off to the far end of the wharf.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"No, me lad,\"<|quote_end|> Cilley answered gravely. \"'Tis better not. Wait till the master do present you proper to the Captain, for the Mirabelle is Captain Blizzard's castle, like. 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Then he gave his attention to Ned Cilley, who with a flourish was making the introductions.", "narrative_information_pred": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "gravely": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 21}, {"text": "\"Come now! Cheer up!", "start_byte": 110890, "end_byte": 110910, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 482.20500000000004, "cut_end_time": 483.70000000000005, "narration": {"text": "Then, seeing Chris's crestfallen face, Cilley clapped him so heartily on the back that the boy staggered forward a pace or two.", "cut_start_time": 474.8449890136719, "cut_end_time": 481.4600515136719, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_12_dawson_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "\" Chris asked, when the Captain and Mr. Finney had moved off to the far end of the wharf.\n\n\"No, me lad,\" Cilley answered gravely. \"'Tis better not. Wait till the master do present you proper to the Captain, for the Mirabelle is Captain Blizzard's castle, like. I would sooner ye were asked aboard by him.\"\n\nThen, seeing Chris's crestfallen face, Cilley clapped him so heartily on the back that the boy staggered forward a pace or two.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Come now! Cheer up!\"<|quote_end|> Ned cried. \"Come meet some of the crew!\" he invited, and taking Chris and Amos's arms, drew them towards a group of seamen.\n\nChris looked quickly around at the faces of the men, for these, he secretly knew, were to be his companions on a long sea journey soon to start. With a deep sense of relief he found that he liked them all. All, perhaps, but one. 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Wait till the master do present you proper to the Captain, for the Mirabelle is Captain Blizzard's castle, like. I would sooner ye were asked aboard by him.\"\n\nThen, seeing Chris's crestfallen face, Cilley clapped him so heartily on the back that the boy staggered forward a pace or two.\n\n\"Come now! Cheer up!\" Ned cried. <|quote_start|>\"Come meet some of the crew!\"<|quote_end|> he invited, and taking Chris and Amos's arms, drew them towards a group of seamen.\n\nChris looked quickly around at the faces of the men, for these, he secretly knew, were to be his companions on a long sea journey soon to start. With a deep sense of relief he found that he liked them all. All, perhaps, but one. 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Ye've heard me speak of them. Amos, here, on me right, and Chris, that's on me other side.\"<|quote_end|> He beamed at both and on the men confronting him. \"Now boys,\" he roared, \"this good man here is Bowie.\"\n\nA short, muscular, bowlegged man with a friendly grin, nodded his head at them and cut off a piece of black tobacco with his knife, stuffing it into his mouth, knife blade and all. 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Amos, here, on me right, and Chris, that's on me other side.\" He beamed at both and on the men confronting him. \"Now boys,\" he roared, \"this good man here is Bowie.\"\n\nA short, muscular, bowlegged man with a friendly grin, nodded his head at them and cut off a piece of black tobacco with his knife, stuffing it into his mouth, knife blade and all. Chris gave a shiver as the blade went in and came out and Bowie champed contentedly on his chew.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"This here's Elbert Jones,\"<|quote_end|> Cilley went on, \"and that one's Abner Cloud, and that one,\" pointed Ned, \"that one's Zachary Heigh.\"\n\nChris smiled and nodded, or shook hands, and Amos followed suit, but when they had reached Zachary, a tall young man of eighteen years or so, Zachary bent his handsome surly face and fumbled at his shoe. 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What is it you-all see?\"\n\nIt was Captain Blizzard who answered him.\n\n\"We see the Venture, Amos, Claggett Chew's ship, coming up fast astern. Let us all pray that the wind holds.\"\n\nCHAPTER 22\n\nThe captain, turning quickly, bellowed for all hands to come on deck. When they were assembled below him he spoke. <|quote_start|>\"Men, you have followed me for many a voyage and I have always brought you safely home. Is it not so?\"<|quote_end|>\n\nA good-humored and enthusiastic roar of assent came from the sailors. Captain Blizzard began again.\n\n\"What lies ahead of us in the next few hours will not make good sense to many of you. Nevertheless I ask for your instant help, and you shall see what lies at the end of my orders when we reach that time. Are you with me?\"\n\n\"AYE!\" cried the sailors, their faces close together below their captain, and upturned to see him and catch every word. All but Zachary Heigh, Chris noticed. 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Captain Blizzard began again.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"What lies ahead of us in the next few hours will not make good sense to many of you. Nevertheless I ask for your instant help, and you shall see what lies at the end of my orders when we reach that time. Are you with me?\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"AYE!\" cried the sailors, their faces close together below their captain, and upturned to see him and catch every word. All but Zachary Heigh, Chris noticed. Zachary remained sullen and apart, his arms folded on his chest, taking no part in the enthusiasm of his companions.\n\n\"Well and good,\" roared Captain Blizzard. \"I thank you. Now crowd on all the sail she will take, boys, for the Venture follows hard upon us!\"\n\n[Illustration]", "narrative_information_pred": {"began": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_1.flac", "original_index": 1}, {"text": "\"Well and good,", "start_byte": 187184, "end_byte": 187199, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 62.94500106811524, "cut_end_time": 63.99006356811523, "narration": {"text": "Night fell before the men had finished and Chris and the Captain could no longer see the sails of Claggett Chew's Venture.", "cut_start_time": 89.61500061035156, "cut_end_time": 96.05000061035156, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_2.flac"}, "context": "\"What lies ahead of us in the next few hours will not make good sense to many of you. Nevertheless I ask for your instant help, and you shall see what lies at the end of my orders when we reach that time. Are you with me?\"\n\n\"AYE!\" cried the sailors, their faces close together below their captain, and upturned to see him and catch every word. All but Zachary Heigh, Chris noticed. Zachary remained sullen and apart, his arms folded on his chest, taking no part in the enthusiasm of his companions.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Well and good,\"<|quote_end|> roared Captain Blizzard. \"I thank you. Now crowd on all the sail she will take, boys, for the Venture follows hard upon us!\"\n\n[Illustration]\n\nWithout a word the men sprang to work, darting up the masts and out over the rigging like monkeys. Every bit of sail the Mirabelle possessed bellied out on the night breeze, and Chris could feel the ship leap under his feet as the additional canvas caught the wind and the graceful ship surged forward.\n\nNight fell before the men had finished and Chris and the Captain could no longer see the sails of Claggett Chew's Venture.", "narrative_information_pred": {"roared": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 3}, {"text": "\"I thank you. 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Zachary remained sullen and apart, his arms folded on his chest, taking no part in the enthusiasm of his companions.\n\n\"Well and good,\" roared Captain Blizzard. <|quote_start|>\"I thank you. Now crowd on all the sail she will take, boys, for the Venture follows hard upon us!\"<|quote_end|>\n\n[Illustration]\n\nWithout a word the men sprang to work, darting up the masts and out over the rigging like monkeys. Every bit of sail the Mirabelle possessed bellied out on the night breeze, and Chris could feel the ship leap under his feet as the additional canvas caught the wind and the graceful ship surged forward.\n\nNight fell before the men had finished and Chris and the Captain could no longer see the sails of Claggett Chew's Venture.\n\nThe Captain turned to Chris.", "narrative_information_pred": {"roared": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 4}, {"text": "\"It would be my advice, lad, to go below and sleep for a bit. You too, Amos. 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It seemed only a minute to Chris from the time he lay down in his hammock, knowing he was too excited to sleep, until Ned Cilley was at his side with a lantern, bringing food for Amos and himself.\n\n\"Best eat up, lads,\" Ned told them, \"and join the Captain, sez he to me, for land is just ahead and the Captain do be waiting you on the bridge, Chris, me lad.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_4.flac", "original_index": 5}, {"text": "\"Best eat up, lads,", "start_byte": 188242, "end_byte": 188261, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 123.31499694824218, "cut_end_time": 124.38005944824218, "narration": {"text": "Night fell before the men had finished and Chris and the Captain could no longer see the sails of Claggett Chew's Venture.", "cut_start_time": 89.61500061035156, "cut_end_time": 96.05000061035156, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_5.flac"}, "context": "\"It would be my advice, lad, to go below and sleep for a bit. You too, Amos. I shall send Ned to awaken you when land is sighted.\"\n\n[Illustration]\n\nThis seemed good reasoning, and the two boys went below where they snatched a few hours' sleep. It seemed only a minute to Chris from the time he lay down in his hammock, knowing he was too excited to sleep, until Ned Cilley was at his side with a lantern, bringing food for Amos and himself.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Best eat up, lads,\"<|quote_end|> Ned told them, \"and join the Captain, sez he to me, for land is just ahead and the Captain do be waiting you on the bridge, Chris, me lad.\"\n\nThe food was bolted down in no time and Chris, feeling fresh and alert, ran up to the warm darkness of the bridge.\n\nTo his surprise the usual lanterns were not lit; only a small shaded light shed its rays on the compass near the wheel.\n\nAt his questioning look Captain Blizzard muttered: \"Impossible to tell how close behind the Venture may be. We have come quickly, but they have the faster ship. 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I shall send Ned to awaken you when land is sighted.\"\n\n[Illustration]\n\nThis seemed good reasoning, and the two boys went below where they snatched a few hours' sleep. It seemed only a minute to Chris from the time he lay down in his hammock, knowing he was too excited to sleep, until Ned Cilley was at his side with a lantern, bringing food for Amos and himself.\n\n\"Best eat up, lads,\" Ned told them, <|quote_start|>\"and join the Captain, sez he to me, for land is just ahead and the Captain do be waiting you on the bridge, Chris, me lad.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe food was bolted down in no time and Chris, feeling fresh and alert, ran up to the warm darkness of the bridge.\n\nTo his surprise the usual lanterns were not lit; only a small shaded light shed its rays on the compass near the wheel.\n\nAt his questioning look Captain Blizzard muttered: \"Impossible to tell how close behind the Venture may be. We have come quickly, but they have the faster ship. I have no wish to give them more clue than necessary as to where we may be", "narrative_information_pred": {"told": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_6.flac", "original_index": 7}, {"text": "\"Impossible to tell how close behind the Venture may be. We have come quickly, but they have the faster ship. I have no wish to give them more clue than necessary as to where we may be.", "start_byte": 188692, "end_byte": 188877, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 150.70499755859373, "cut_end_time": 161.79012255859374, "narration": {"text": "To his surprise the usual lanterns were not lit; only a small shaded light shed its rays on the compass near the wheel.", "cut_start_time": 140.82500244140624, "cut_end_time": 147.88006494140623, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_7.flac"}, "context": "\"Best eat up, lads,\" Ned told them, \"and join the Captain, sez he to me, for land is just ahead and the Captain do be waiting you on the bridge, Chris, me lad.\"\n\nThe food was bolted down in no time and Chris, feeling fresh and alert, ran up to the warm darkness of the bridge.\n\nTo his surprise the usual lanterns were not lit; only a small shaded light shed its rays on the compass near the wheel.\n\nAt his questioning look Captain Blizzard muttered: <|quote_start|>\"Impossible to tell how close behind the Venture may be. We have come quickly, but they have the faster ship. I have no wish to give them more clue than necessary as to where we may be.\"<|quote_end|> He looked keenly toward the bow, his hands clasped behind his back. \"Land is off the starboard quarter, and Abner Cloud is out on the bowsprit looking for the reef. We have passed our anchorage -- they expected us, or some other ship, for fires were lit on shore. Sail has been taken in; we are going slowly and will soon be there, by my reckoning.\"\n\nHis eyes grown used to the dark, Chris now saw that it was a remarkably light night. There was no moon, but a myriad of stars gave a clear pallid sheen to the sea. Chris, looking to his left, could make out the blacker mass against the stars that was Tahiti. The Mirabelle was close inshore, and the scent of hot sand from the beaches, of flowers and of plants, made Chris take many deep grateful breaths.", "narrative_information_pred": {"muttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_7.flac", "original_index": 8}, {"text": "\"Land is off the starboard quarter, and Abner Cloud is out on the bowsprit looking for the reef. We have passed our anchorage -- they expected us, or some other ship, for fires were lit on shore. Sail has been taken in; we are going slowly and will soon be there, by my reckoning.\"", "start_byte": 188947, "end_byte": 189228, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 166.85500305175782, "cut_end_time": 181.4700030517578, "narration": {"text": " replied that good man, for by this time Chris was as surefooted as any sailor and for the last month or more had been clambering barefoot in the rigging with the best of them.", "cut_start_time": 212.30500732421874, "cut_end_time": 220.70000732421875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_8.flac"}, "context": "The food was bolted down in no time and Chris, feeling fresh and alert, ran up to the warm darkness of the bridge.\n\nTo his surprise the usual lanterns were not lit; only a small shaded light shed its rays on the compass near the wheel.\n\nAt his questioning look Captain Blizzard muttered: \"Impossible to tell how close behind the Venture may be. We have come quickly, but they have the faster ship. I have no wish to give them more clue than necessary as to where we may be.\" He looked keenly toward the bow, his hands clasped behind his back. <|quote_start|>\"Land is off the starboard quarter, and Abner Cloud is out on the bowsprit looking for the reef. We have passed our anchorage -- they expected us, or some other ship, for fires were lit on shore. Sail has been taken in; we are going slowly and will soon be there, by my reckoning.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nHis eyes grown used to the dark, Chris now saw that it was a remarkably light night. There was no moon, but a myriad of stars gave a clear pallid sheen to the sea. Chris, looking to his left, could make out the blacker mass against the stars that was Tahiti. The Mirabelle was close inshore, and the scent of hot sand from the beaches, of flowers and of plants, made Chris take many deep grateful breaths.\n\n\"May I go forward and be with Abner", "narrative_information_pred": {"muttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_8.flac", "original_index": 9}, {"text": "\"May I go forward and be with Abner?", "start_byte": 189637, "end_byte": 189673, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 208.76500244140624, "cut_end_time": 210.24006494140625, "narration": {"text": " replied that good man, for by this time Chris was as surefooted as any sailor and for the last month or more had been clambering barefoot in the rigging with the best of them.", "cut_start_time": 212.30500732421874, "cut_end_time": 220.70000732421875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_9.flac"}, "context": "\"Land is off the starboard quarter, and Abner Cloud is out on the bowsprit looking for the reef. We have passed our anchorage -- they expected us, or some other ship, for fires were lit on shore. Sail has been taken in; we are going slowly and will soon be there, by my reckoning.\"\n\nHis eyes grown used to the dark, Chris now saw that it was a remarkably light night. There was no moon, but a myriad of stars gave a clear pallid sheen to the sea. Chris, looking to his left, could make out the blacker mass against the stars that was Tahiti. The Mirabelle was close inshore, and the scent of hot sand from the beaches, of flowers and of plants, made Chris take many deep grateful breaths.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"May I go forward and be with Abner?\"<|quote_end|> he asked the Captain.\n\n\"Aye,\" replied that good man, for by this time Chris was as surefooted as any sailor and for the last month or more had been clambering barefoot in the rigging with the best of them. \"Aye lad,\" the Captain told him, \"and hurry. Happen your eyes are sharper than Abner's. Sing out when you spy the reef. We will heave to, and then God be with you, my lad, to find us out the channel to the cove!\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_9.flac", "original_index": 10}, {"text": "\"and hurry. Happen your eyes are sharper than Abner's. Sing out when you spy the reef. 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Eerie jade-green and white-gold, the phosphorus shone in the starlight.\n\n\"Reef-ho!\" sang out Abner, and the sound of his shout was echoed back from the closeness of the shore in faint dangerous mockery. \"Reef-ho!\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"told": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_10.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\"Heave-ho!", "start_byte": 190685, "end_byte": 190695, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 270.62500610351566, "cut_end_time": 271.68000610351567, "narration": {"text": "Abner left his place to go back and lend a hand, and in his sudden solitude Chris grasped a rope and swung down to the water.", "cut_start_time": 275.44499511718755, "cut_end_time": 282.3701201171875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "Chris ran forward to the bow of the Mirabelle, and out along the bowsprit where, at the tip, he could see the long form of Abner Cloud stretched out at full length. 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Far below lay the ghostly spread of sand, and the porpoise nosed its way forward.", "narrative_information_pred": {"thundered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 17}, {"text": "\"Drop anchor, lads!\"", "start_byte": 190725, "end_byte": 190745, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 273.50500244140625, "cut_end_time": 274.5100024414063, "narration": {"text": "Abner left his place to go back and lend a hand, and in his sudden solitude Chris grasped a rope and swung down to the water.", "cut_start_time": 275.44499511718755, "cut_end_time": 282.3701201171875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "Then both saw the phosphorus gleam and fade, gleam and fade as the waves broke over the coral. Eerie jade-green and white-gold, the phosphorus shone in the starlight.\n\n\"Reef-ho!\" sang out Abner, and the sound of his shout was echoed back from the closeness of the shore in faint dangerous mockery. \"Reef-ho!\"\n\n\"Reef-ho!\" came a third time from the bridge, and then \"Heave-ho!\" thundered Captain Blizzard. <|quote_start|>\"Drop anchor, lads!\"<|quote_end|>\n\nAbner left his place to go back and lend a hand, and in his sudden solitude Chris grasped a rope and swung down to the water.\n\nA porpoise slipped away from the Mirabelle and moved this way and that to get its bearings. Then the mass of the reef to the left and the hidden shelf of a second but obscured underwater reef to the right made dark patches in the phosphorescence. Far below lay the ghostly spread of sand, and the porpoise nosed its way forward.", "narrative_information_pred": {"thundered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\"I've found the channel, sir,", "start_byte": 191712, "end_byte": 191741, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 329.3250134277344, "cut_end_time": 330.7900759277344, "narration": {"text": "A boy it was that pulled himself up hand over hand along the anchor rope and stood dripping sea water on the bridge before Captain Blizzard.", "cut_start_time": 321.3550085449219, "cut_end_time": 328.3900710449219, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "The channel to the cove proved to be some five hundred yards long, and it seemed no time before the porpoise passed from the shadow of the trees at the shore into the starlit cup of the cove. Taking a turn about in the enjoyment of flipping its fins and giving a leap or two, the big fish then went back toward where the Mirabelle hung suspended on the glassy sea.\n\nA boy it was that pulled himself up hand over hand along the anchor rope and stood dripping sea water on the bridge before Captain Blizzard.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"I've found the channel, sir,\"<|quote_end|> he said, abruptly conscious of his importance from the admiring way in which Amos was staring at him. \"There's a dangerous shelf of coral that juts out on the port side -- if you let me go first, and the men man the boats and row her in, I think we shall do it safely even in this light.\"\n\nCaptain Blizzard looked at him, his expression both serious and trusting.\n\n\"Well lad, we do what we must, and you and I understand one another. Ahoy there", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "abruptly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 19}, {"text": "\"There's a dangerous shelf of coral that juts out on the port side -- if you let me go first, and the men man the boats and row her in, I think we shall do it safely even in this light.\"", "start_byte": 191845, "end_byte": 192031, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 337.0150146484375, "cut_end_time": 347.41001464843754, "narration": {"text": " he said, abruptly conscious of his importance from the admiring way in which Amos was staring at him.", "cut_start_time": 331.4050085449219, "cut_end_time": 336.3300710449219, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_14.flac"}, "context": "The channel to the cove proved to be some five hundred yards long, and it seemed no time before the porpoise passed from the shadow of the trees at the shore into the starlit cup of the cove. Taking a turn about in the enjoyment of flipping its fins and giving a leap or two, the big fish then went back toward where the Mirabelle hung suspended on the glassy sea.\n\nA boy it was that pulled himself up hand over hand along the anchor rope and stood dripping sea water on the bridge before Captain Blizzard.\n\n\"I've found the channel, sir,\" he said, abruptly conscious of his importance from the admiring way in which Amos was staring at him. <|quote_start|>\"There's a dangerous shelf of coral that juts out on the port side -- if you let me go first, and the men man the boats and row her in, I think we shall do it safely even in this light.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nCaptain Blizzard looked at him, his expression both serious and trusting.\n\n\"Well lad, we do what we must, and you and I understand one another. Ahoy there!\" he roared down to the shadowy decks from which the black spikes of masts rose high to break the sky. \"Man the boats! We shall tow the Mirabelle to cover, for there's a channel here!\"\n\n[Illustration]\n\nHe turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "abruptly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_14.flac", "original_index": 20}, {"text": "\"Well lad, we do what we must, and you and I understand one another. 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Ahoy there!\" he roared down to the shadowy decks from which the black spikes of masts rose high to break the sky. \"Man the boats! We shall tow the Mirabelle to cover, for there's a channel here!\"\n\n[Illustration]\n\nHe turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Now Christopher, my boy, do you go down and go over the side again, and remember what we spoke of a few hours agone!\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe next half-hour was an exhausting one for poor Chris. It was an impossibility for him to keep for long at a time, either his own, or the shape of the porpoise. He had to enter the water under the eyes of the sailors waiting with their oars poised above the sea, in the shape they knew; Christopher Mason. But once he dived under, in order to seek out the treacherous channel in the half-light, he needed his fish's eyes and senses. 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He had to enter the water under the eyes of the sailors waiting with their oars poised above the sea, in the shape they knew; Christopher Mason. But once he dived under, in order to seek out the treacherous channel in the half-light, he needed his fish's eyes and senses. He therefore would swim a few yards as a fish, but had to surface again as himself in order to let the men see him, and call: <|quote_start|>\"The length of two boats, keeping to starboard, boys. Then ease her over this way -- to port.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nSo it went, almost foot by foot until the Mirabelle was safe inside the cove and turned broadside to the entrance. Then, and only then, with the anchor safely dropped to the white sandy depths of this hidden harbor, did Chris, tired to his very bones, climb up the ladder and over the ship's side. There remained the camouflaging of the Mirabelle, for the stars were fading and before long, dawn would banish secrecy.\n\n[Illustration]\n\nBut Captain Blizzard and Mr. Finney awaited Chris on deck. Captain Blizzard had his hands clasped behind his back in his habitual gesture, and as Chris stood before him swaying with fatigue, there was a look on the Captain's face that Chris had never seen there before. The usually cheerful, joking man was grave, while Mr. Finney, so sober and forlorn as a rule, looked positively jubilant.", "narrative_information_pred": {"call": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 24}, {"text": "\"My good lad,", "start_byte": 194128, "end_byte": 194141, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 470.594990234375, "cut_end_time": 471.72011523437504, "narration": {"text": "He turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.", "cut_start_time": 368.06498657226564, "cut_end_time": 374.91011157226563, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "So it went, almost foot by foot until the Mirabelle was safe inside the cove and turned broadside to the entrance. Then, and only then, with the anchor safely dropped to the white sandy depths of this hidden harbor, did Chris, tired to his very bones, climb up the ladder and over the ship's side. There remained the camouflaging of the Mirabelle, for the stars were fading and before long, dawn would banish secrecy.\n\n[Illustration]\n\nBut Captain Blizzard and Mr. Finney awaited Chris on deck. Captain Blizzard had his hands clasped behind his back in his habitual gesture, and as Chris stood before him swaying with fatigue, there was a look on the Captain's face that Chris had never seen there before. The usually cheerful, joking man was grave, while Mr. Finney, so sober and forlorn as a rule, looked positively jubilant.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"My good lad,\"<|quote_end|> the Captain said, \"you said you could do it, but truth to tell, I doubted it from the bottom of my heart. Now that you have succeeded where I am sure no other could have done as well, I find I have no words of praise good enough for ye.\" He looked almost tenderly at the tired boy. \"I am proud of you, Christopher. You did a man's task with a boy's body and mind. And it took a man's spirit, too.\"\n\nWithout further words the Captain of the Mirabelle held out his pudgy hand to hold Chris's in a steadying grip, and Mr. Finney swung out his hand, his long face breaking into one of the rare smiles Chris was ever to see on it.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_19.flac", "original_index": 25}, {"text": "\"you said you could do it, but truth to tell, I doubted it from the bottom of my heart. Now that you have succeeded where I am sure no other could have done as well, I find I have no words of praise good enough for ye.", "start_byte": 194161, "end_byte": 194379, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 472.945009765625, "cut_end_time": 484.440009765625, "narration": {"text": "He turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.", "cut_start_time": 368.06498657226564, "cut_end_time": 374.91011157226563, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_20.flac"}, "context": "[Illustration]\n\nBut Captain Blizzard and Mr. Finney awaited Chris on deck. Captain Blizzard had his hands clasped behind his back in his habitual gesture, and as Chris stood before him swaying with fatigue, there was a look on the Captain's face that Chris had never seen there before. The usually cheerful, joking man was grave, while Mr. Finney, so sober and forlorn as a rule, looked positively jubilant.\n\n\"My good lad,\" the Captain said, <|quote_start|>\"you said you could do it, but truth to tell, I doubted it from the bottom of my heart. Now that you have succeeded where I am sure no other could have done as well, I find I have no words of praise good enough for ye.\"<|quote_end|> He looked almost tenderly at the tired boy. \"I am proud of you, Christopher. You did a man's task with a boy's body and mind. And it took a man's spirit, too.\"\n\nWithout further words the Captain of the Mirabelle held out his pudgy hand to hold Chris's in a steadying grip, and Mr. Finney swung out his hand, his long face breaking into one of the rare smiles Chris was ever to see on it.\n\n\"Now, me boy", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 26}, {"text": "\"I am proud of you, Christopher. You did a man's task with a boy's body and mind. And it took a man's spirit, too.\"", "start_byte": 194425, "end_byte": 194540, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 487.7549890136719, "cut_end_time": 496.7701140136719, "narration": {"text": "He turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.", "cut_start_time": 368.06498657226564, "cut_end_time": 374.91011157226563, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "But Captain Blizzard and Mr. Finney awaited Chris on deck. Captain Blizzard had his hands clasped behind his back in his habitual gesture, and as Chris stood before him swaying with fatigue, there was a look on the Captain's face that Chris had never seen there before. The usually cheerful, joking man was grave, while Mr. Finney, so sober and forlorn as a rule, looked positively jubilant.\n\n\"My good lad,\" the Captain said, \"you said you could do it, but truth to tell, I doubted it from the bottom of my heart. Now that you have succeeded where I am sure no other could have done as well, I find I have no words of praise good enough for ye.\" He looked almost tenderly at the tired boy. <|quote_start|>\"I am proud of you, Christopher. You did a man's task with a boy's body and mind. And it took a man's spirit, too.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nWithout further words the Captain of the Mirabelle held out his pudgy hand to hold Chris's in a steadying grip, and Mr. Finney swung out his hand, his long face breaking into one of the rare smiles Chris was ever to see on it.\n\n\"Now, me boy,\" thundered the Captain, \"do you go to your well-deserved rest. Depend upon it, we shall cover the ship with green until she looks like the proverbial Christmas hall decked with boughs of holly, as the song goes", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 27}, {"text": "\"Now, me boy,", "start_byte": 194770, "end_byte": 194783, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 510.135009765625, "cut_end_time": 511.200009765625, "narration": {"text": "He turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.", "cut_start_time": 368.06498657226564, "cut_end_time": 374.91011157226563, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "\"you said you could do it, but truth to tell, I doubted it from the bottom of my heart. Now that you have succeeded where I am sure no other could have done as well, I find I have no words of praise good enough for ye.\" He looked almost tenderly at the tired boy. \"I am proud of you, Christopher. You did a man's task with a boy's body and mind. And it took a man's spirit, too.\"\n\nWithout further words the Captain of the Mirabelle held out his pudgy hand to hold Chris's in a steadying grip, and Mr. Finney swung out his hand, his long face breaking into one of the rare smiles Chris was ever to see on it.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Now, me boy,\"<|quote_end|> thundered the Captain, \"do you go to your well-deserved rest. Depend upon it, we shall cover the ship with green until she looks like the proverbial Christmas hall decked with boughs of holly, as the song goes!\" he added chuckling. \"A little later in the day you shall be called to see what you make of the result. And now, to bed with ye both!\" and he clapped Amos on the back.\n\nNever had his hammock seemed more like a cloud to Chris than it did on that night, nor was sleep ever more engulfing.", "narrative_information_pred": {"thundered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_22.flac", "original_index": 28}, {"text": "\"do you go to your well-deserved rest. Depend upon it, we shall cover the ship with green until she looks like the proverbial Christmas hall decked with boughs of holly, as the song goes!", "start_byte": 194808, "end_byte": 194995, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 512.4350244140625, "cut_end_time": 522.7800244140625, "narration": {"text": "He turned to Chris as the sound of running feet and of the boats being hoisted overboard came loudly in the stillness of the night.", "cut_start_time": 368.06498657226564, "cut_end_time": 374.91011157226563, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_23.flac"}, "context": "\" He looked almost tenderly at the tired boy. \"I am proud of you, Christopher. You did a man's task with a boy's body and mind. And it took a man's spirit, too.\"\n\nWithout further words the Captain of the Mirabelle held out his pudgy hand to hold Chris's in a steadying grip, and Mr. Finney swung out his hand, his long face breaking into one of the rare smiles Chris was ever to see on it.\n\n\"Now, me boy,\" thundered the Captain, <|quote_start|>\"do you go to your well-deserved rest. Depend upon it, we shall cover the ship with green until she looks like the proverbial Christmas hall decked with boughs of holly, as the song goes!\"<|quote_end|> he added chuckling. \"A little later in the day you shall be called to see what you make of the result. And now, to bed with ye both!\" and he clapped Amos on the back.\n\nNever had his hammock seemed more like a cloud to Chris than it did on that night, nor was sleep ever more engulfing.\n\nCHAPTER 23\n\nWhen Chris awoke he saw that Amos had already stolen out of the cabin, for his hammock was rolled up and put away. By the strength of the sun and the heat that seeped even through the boards of the ship, Chris judged that the morning was well advanced.", "narrative_information_pred": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "chuckling": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 29}, {"text": "\"A little later in the day you shall be called to see what you make of the result. And now, to bed with ye both!", "start_byte": 195017, "end_byte": 195129, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 526.8550244140625, "cut_end_time": 532.6700244140625, "narration": {"text": " he added chuckling.", "cut_start_time": 522.6549926757813, "cut_end_time": 526.1401176757813, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_24.flac"}, "context": "Without further words the Captain of the Mirabelle held out his pudgy hand to hold Chris's in a steadying grip, and Mr. Finney swung out his hand, his long face breaking into one of the rare smiles Chris was ever to see on it.\n\n\"Now, me boy,\" thundered the Captain, \"do you go to your well-deserved rest. Depend upon it, we shall cover the ship with green until she looks like the proverbial Christmas hall decked with boughs of holly, as the song goes!\" he added chuckling. <|quote_start|>\"A little later in the day you shall be called to see what you make of the result. And now, to bed with ye both!\"<|quote_end|> and he clapped Amos on the back.\n\nNever had his hammock seemed more like a cloud to Chris than it did on that night, nor was sleep ever more engulfing.\n\nCHAPTER 23\n\nWhen Chris awoke he saw that Amos had already stolen out of the cabin, for his hammock was rolled up and put away. By the strength of the sun and the heat that seeped even through the boards of the ship, Chris judged that the morning was well advanced.\n\nDressing was rapid, for Chris, like the rest of the sailors in the tropic heat, wore only his breeches. His bare chest and shoulders were tanned and healthy and the soles of his bare feet as tough as shoe leather.", "narrative_information_pred": {"clapped": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_22_dawson_64kb_24.flac", "original_index": 30}]}

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As Amos had never seen a real camel, he thought the rope animal quite natural, and as remarkable a creature as a real one. Chris took care to make it or disentangle it out of Amos's sight, and so many were the strange and wonderful things to be seen, that Amos had no time to concern himself over the reality of a camel.\n\nThe arid countryside was blanched by the excessive heat. Flies droned over the dates and figs that the boys pulled from their pockets to eat. Amos wriggled with excitement as he pointed out details to Chris.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Chris! Look at that procession going in the big gate! All those pigtailed gentlemen dressed in embroidered coats. I like that blue one with butterflies on it. No, I'd sooner have the black satin one with the dragon in red and yellow!\"<|quote_end|> He looked again more closely. \"Or the one with the peacock in green and purple. Which would you sooner have?\"\n\nChris paid little attention to Amos's exclamations. 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Boys climbed upon one another's shoulders, teakwood stools were brought for the richer people to stand on, and along the street that led away to the right around the palace walls, Chris and Amos could see embroidered silks hung from all the windows, and Chinese people in their best holiday clothes laughing excitedly. All were looking toward the gates, and at last, from far within, even more distantly than before, came the first sound of trumpets. These had a sweeter, clearer sound than those the boys had heard at noon.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Never heard a sweeter note,\"<|quote_end|> Amos said. \"Might be made of silver, 'way they sound.\"\n\nThe boys counted, and twelve times the low, lovely notes swung out on the air.\n\n\"Twelve gates!\" Chris said to Amos, \"And look, you were right, they are silver trumpets!\"\n\nThe trumpeters atop the great outer gates were now differently dressed, and there were not two but a dozen lined along the deep palace walls. 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Boys climbed upon one another's shoulders, teakwood stools were brought for the richer people to stand on, and along the street that led away to the right around the palace walls, Chris and Amos could see embroidered silks hung from all the windows, and Chinese people in their best holiday clothes laughing excitedly. All were looking toward the gates, and at last, from far within, even more distantly than before, came the first sound of trumpets. These had a sweeter, clearer sound than those the boys had heard at noon.\n\n\"Never heard a sweeter note,\" Amos said. <|quote_start|>\"Might be made of silver, 'way they sound.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe boys counted, and twelve times the low, lovely notes swung out on the air.\n\n\"Twelve gates!\" Chris said to Amos, \"And look, you were right, they are silver trumpets!\"\n\nThe trumpeters atop the great outer gates were now differently dressed, and there were not two but a dozen lined along the deep palace walls. 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Palanquin after palanquin passed by, but still the crowd seemed to be waiting for something.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_28_dawson_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 19}, {"text": "\"And look, you were right, they are silver trumpets!\"", "start_byte": 251743, "end_byte": 251796, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 401.77500976562504, "cut_end_time": 404.24007226562503, "narration": {"text": "The boys counted, and twelve times the low, lovely notes swung out on the air.", "cut_start_time": 394.0049975585938, "cut_end_time": 398.1701225585938, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/4062.mrwhickerswindow_28_dawson_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "\" Chris muttered, as the crowds below swelled and grew. 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I knew at this hour, I think, as well as I knew later, what I was capable of meeting to shelter my pupils; but it took me some time to be wholly sure of what my honest ally was prepared for to keep terms with so compromising a contract. I was queer company enough \u2014 quite as queer as the company I received; but as I trace over what we went through I see how much common ground we must have found in the one idea that, by good fortune, could steady us. It was the idea, the second movement, that led me straight out, as I may say, of the inner chamber of my dread. I could take the air in the court, at least, and there Mrs. Grose could join me. Perfectly can I recall now the particular way strength came to me before we separated for the night. 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I had an absolute certainty that I should see again what I had already seen, but something within me said that by offering myself bravely as the sole subject of such experience, by accepting, by inviting, by surmounting it all, I should serve as an expiatory victim and guard the tranquility of my companions. The children, in especial, I should thus fence about and absolutely save. I recall one of the last things I said that night to Mrs. Grose.\n\n\u201cIt does strike me that my pupils have never mentioned \u2014 \u201d\n\nShe looked at me hard as I musingly pulled up. \u201cHis having been here and the time they were with him?\u201d\n\n\u201cThe time they were with him, and his name, his presence, his history, in any way.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, the little lady doesn\u2019t remember. She never heard or knew.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThe circumstances of his death?\u201d<|quote_end|> I thought with some intensity. \u201cPerhaps not. 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The icy slope, the turn mistaken at night and in liquor, accounted for much \u2014 practically, in the end and after the inquest and boundless chatter, for everything; but there had been matters in his life \u2014 strange passages and perils, secret disorders, vices more than suspected \u2014 that would have accounted for a good deal more.", "narrative_information_pred": {"let": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_38.flac", "original_index": 38}, {"text": "\u201cThem \u2014 that creature?", "start_byte": 68457, "end_byte": 68479, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 622.9250048828126, "cut_end_time": 625.3400048828125, "narration": {"text": " she repeated with a face of anguish and waiting while I faltered.", "cut_start_time": 590.2649926757813, "cut_end_time": 593.8600551757813, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_39.flac"}, "context": "\u201cYou weren\u2019t afraid of anything else? Not of his effect \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cHis effect?\u201d she repeated with a face of anguish and waiting while I faltered.\n\n\u201cOn innocent little precious lives. They were in your charge.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, they were not in mine!\u201d she roundly and distressfully returned. \u201cThe master believed in him and placed him here because he was supposed not to be well and the country air so good for him. So he had everything to say. Yes\u201d \u2014 she let me have it \u2014 \u201ceven about them.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThem \u2014 that creature?\u201d<|quote_end|> I had to smother a kind of howl. \u201cAnd you could bear it!\u201d\n\n\u201cNo. I couldn\u2019t \u2014 and I can\u2019t now!\u201d And the poor woman burst into tears.\n\nA rigid control, from the next day, was, as I have said, to follow them; yet how often and how passionately, for a week, we came back together to the subject! Much as we had discussed it that Sunday night, I was, in the immediate later hours in especial \u2014 for it may be imagined whether I slept \u2014 still haunted with the shadow of something she had not told me. I myself had kept back nothing, but there was a word Mrs. Grose had kept back. I was sure, moreover, by morning, that this was not from a failure of frankness, but because on every side there were fears. It seems to me indeed, in retrospect, that by the time the morrow\u2019s sun was high I had restlessly read into the fact before us almost all the meaning they were to receive from subsequent and more cruel occurrences. What they gave me above all was just the sinister figure of the living man \u2014 the dead one would keep awhile! \u2014 and of the months he had continuously passed at Bly, which, added up, made a formidable stretch. The limit of this evil time had arrived only when, on the dawn of a winter\u2019s morning, Peter Quint was found, by a laborer going to early work, stone dead on the road from the village: a catastrophe explained \u2014 superficially at least \u2014 by a visible wound to his head; such a wound as might have been produced \u2014 and as, on the final evidence, had been \u2014 by a fatal slip, in the dark and after leaving the public house, on the steepish icy slope, a wrong path altogether, at the bottom of which he lay. The icy slope, the turn mistaken at night and in liquor, accounted for much \u2014 practically, in the end and after the inquest and boundless chatter, for everything; but there had been matters in his life \u2014 strange passages and perils, secret disorders, vices more than suspected \u2014 that would have accounted for a good deal more.", "narrative_information_pred": {"had": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}, "smother": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_39.flac", "original_index": 39}, {"text": "\u201cAnd you could bear it!\u201d", "start_byte": 68514, "end_byte": 68538, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 629.954990234375, "cut_end_time": 631.290052734375, "narration": {"text": " she repeated with a face of anguish and waiting while I faltered.", "cut_start_time": 590.2649926757813, "cut_end_time": 593.8600551757813, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_40.flac"}, "context": "\u201d she repeated with a face of anguish and waiting while I faltered.\n\n\u201cOn innocent little precious lives. They were in your charge.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, they were not in mine!\u201d she roundly and distressfully returned. \u201cThe master believed in him and placed him here because he was supposed not to be well and the country air so good for him. So he had everything to say. Yes\u201d \u2014 she let me have it \u2014 \u201ceven about them.\u201d\n\n\u201cThem \u2014 that creature?\u201d I had to smother a kind of howl. <|quote_start|>\u201cAnd you could bear it!\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cNo. I couldn\u2019t \u2014 and I can\u2019t now!\u201d And the poor woman burst into tears.\n\nA rigid control, from the next day, was, as I have said, to follow them; yet how often and how passionately, for a week, we came back together to the subject! Much as we had discussed it that Sunday night, I was, in the immediate later hours in especial \u2014 for it may be imagined whether I slept \u2014 still haunted with the shadow of something she had not told me. I myself had kept back nothing, but there was a word Mrs. Grose had kept back. I was sure, moreover, by morning, that this was not from a failure of frankness, but because on every side there were fears. It seems to me indeed, in retrospect, that by the time the morrow\u2019s sun was high I had restlessly read into the fact before us almost all the meaning they were to receive from subsequent and more cruel occurrences. What they gave me above all was just the sinister figure of the living man \u2014 the dead one would keep awhile! \u2014 and of the months he had continuously passed at Bly, which, added up, made a formidable stretch. The limit of this evil time had arrived only when, on the dawn of a winter\u2019s morning, Peter Quint was found, by a laborer going to early work, stone dead on the road from the village: a catastrophe explained \u2014 superficially at least \u2014 by a visible wound to his head; such a wound as might have been produced \u2014 and as, on the final evidence, had been \u2014 by a fatal slip, in the dark and after leaving the public house, on the steepish icy slope, a wrong path altogether, at the bottom of which he lay. The icy slope, the turn mistaken at night and in liquor, accounted for much \u2014 practically, in the end and after the inquest and boundless chatter, for everything; but there had been matters in his life \u2014 strange passages and perils, secret disorders, vices more than suspected \u2014 that would have accounted for a good deal more.", "narrative_information_pred": {"smother": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_40.flac", "original_index": 40}, {"text": "\u201cNo. I couldn\u2019t \u2014 and I can\u2019t now!", "start_byte": 68540, "end_byte": 68574, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 632.1549780273438, "cut_end_time": 637.2101030273437, "narration": {"text": " she repeated with a face of anguish and waiting while I faltered.", "cut_start_time": 590.2649926757813, "cut_end_time": 593.8600551757813, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_41.flac"}, "context": "\u201cOn innocent little precious lives. They were in your charge.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, they were not in mine!\u201d she roundly and distressfully returned. \u201cThe master believed in him and placed him here because he was supposed not to be well and the country air so good for him. So he had everything to say. Yes\u201d \u2014 she let me have it \u2014 \u201ceven about them.\u201d\n\n\u201cThem \u2014 that creature?\u201d I had to smother a kind of howl. \u201cAnd you could bear it!\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cNo. I couldn\u2019t \u2014 and I can\u2019t now!\u201d<|quote_end|> And the poor woman burst into tears.\n\nA rigid control, from the next day, was, as I have said, to follow them; yet how often and how passionately, for a week, we came back together to the subject! Much as we had discussed it that Sunday night, I was, in the immediate later hours in especial \u2014 for it may be imagined whether I slept \u2014 still haunted with the shadow of something she had not told me. I myself had kept back nothing, but there was a word Mrs. Grose had kept back. I was sure, moreover, by morning, that this was not from a failure of frankness, but because on every side there were fears. It seems to me indeed, in retrospect, that by the time the morrow\u2019s sun was high I had restlessly read into the fact before us almost all the meaning they were to receive from subsequent and more cruel occurrences. What they gave me above all was just the sinister figure of the living man \u2014 the dead one would keep awhile! \u2014 and of the months he had continuously passed at Bly, which, added up, made a formidable stretch. The limit of this evil time had arrived only when, on the dawn of a winter\u2019s morning, Peter Quint was found, by a laborer going to early work, stone dead on the road from the village: a catastrophe explained \u2014 superficially at least \u2014 by a visible wound to his head; such a wound as might have been produced \u2014 and as, on the final evidence, had been \u2014 by a fatal slip, in the dark and after leaving the public house, on the steepish icy slope, a wrong path altogether, at the bottom of which he lay. The icy slope, the turn mistaken at night and in liquor, accounted for much \u2014 practically, in the end and after the inquest and boundless chatter, for everything; but there had been matters in his life \u2014 strange passages and perils, secret disorders, vices more than suspected \u2014 that would have accounted for a good deal more.", "narrative_information_pred": {"burst": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_06_james_64kb_41.flac", "original_index": 41}]}

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I should not have been prompted, by stress of need, by desperation of mind \u2014 I scarce know what to call it \u2014 to invoke such further aid to intelligence as might spring from pushing my colleague fairly to the wall. She had told me, bit by bit, under pressure, a great deal; but a small shifty spot on the wrong side of it all still sometimes brushed my brow like the wing of a bat; and I remember how on this occasion \u2014 for the sleeping house and the concentration alike of our danger and our watch seemed to help \u2014 I felt the importance of giving the last jerk to the curtain. <|quote_start|>\u201cI don\u2019t believe anything so horrible,\u201d<|quote_end|> I recollect saying; \u201cno, let us put it definitely, my dear, that I don\u2019t. But if I did, you know, there\u2019s a thing I should require now, just without sparing you the least bit more \u2014 oh, not a scrap, come! \u2014 to get out of you. What was it you had in mind when, in our distress, before Miles came back, over the letter from his school, you said, under my insistence, that you didn\u2019t pretend for him that he had not literally ever been \u2018bad\u2019? He has not literally \u2018ever,\u2019 in these weeks that I myself have lived with him and so closely watched him; he has been an imperturbable little prodigy of delightful, lovable goodness. Therefore you might perfectly have made the claim for him if you had not, as it happened, seen an exception to take. What was your exception, and to what passage in your personal observation of him did you refer?\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"recollect": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_0.flac", "original_index": 2}, {"text": "\u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d", "start_byte": 91056, "end_byte": 91109, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 580.3649829101563, "cut_end_time": 583.7301079101562, "narration": {"text": " Her assent was clear enough to cause me to add in a moment:", "cut_start_time": 638.0249975585938, "cut_end_time": 641.3401225585937, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_1.flac"}, "context": "It was a dreadfully austere inquiry, but levity was not our note, and, at any rate, before the gray dawn admonished us to separate I had got my answer. What my friend had had in mind proved to be immensely to the purpose. It was neither more nor less than the circumstance that for a period of several months Quint and the boy had been perpetually together. It was in fact the very appropriate truth that she had ventured to criticize the propriety, to hint at the incongruity, of so close an alliance, and even to go so far on the subject as a frank overture to Miss Jessel. Miss Jessel had, with a most strange manner, requested her to mind her business, and the good woman had, on this, directly approached little Miles. What she had said to him, since I pressed, was that she liked to see young gentlemen not forget their station.\n\nI pressed again, of course, at this. <|quote_start|>\u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cAs you might say! 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It was in fact the very appropriate truth that she had ventured to criticize the propriety, to hint at the incongruity, of so close an alliance, and even to go so far on the subject as a frank overture to Miss Jessel. Miss Jessel had, with a most strange manner, requested her to mind her business, and the good woman had, on this, directly approached little Miles. What she had said to him, since I pressed, was that she liked to see young gentlemen not forget their station.\n\nI pressed again, of course, at this. \u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cAs you might say! And it was his answer, for one thing, that was bad.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cAnd for another thing?\u201d I waited. \u201cHe repeated your words to Quint?\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, not that. It\u2019s just what he wouldn\u2019t!\u201d she could still impress upon me. \u201cI was sure, at any rate,\u201d she added, \u201cthat he didn\u2019t. But he denied certain occasions.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat occasions?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhen they had been about together quite as if Quint were his tutor \u2014 and a very grand one \u2014 and Miss Jessel only for the little lady. When he had gone off with the fellow, I mean, and spent hours with him.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 5}, {"text": "\u201cAnd for another thing?", "start_byte": 91184, "end_byte": 91207, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 591.4849780273438, "cut_end_time": 592.8801030273438, "narration": {"text": " Her assent was clear enough to cause me to add in a moment:", "cut_start_time": 638.0249975585938, "cut_end_time": 641.3401225585937, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "It was a dreadfully austere inquiry, but levity was not our note, and, at any rate, before the gray dawn admonished us to separate I had got my answer. What my friend had had in mind proved to be immensely to the purpose. It was neither more nor less than the circumstance that for a period of several months Quint and the boy had been perpetually together. It was in fact the very appropriate truth that she had ventured to criticize the propriety, to hint at the incongruity, of so close an alliance, and even to go so far on the subject as a frank overture to Miss Jessel. Miss Jessel had, with a most strange manner, requested her to mind her business, and the good woman had, on this, directly approached little Miles. What she had said to him, since I pressed, was that she liked to see young gentlemen not forget their station.\n\nI pressed again, of course, at this. \u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d\n\n\u201cAs you might say! And it was his answer, for one thing, that was bad.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cAnd for another thing?\u201d<|quote_end|> I waited. \u201cHe repeated your words to Quint?\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, not that. It\u2019s just what he wouldn\u2019t!\u201d she could still impress upon me. \u201cI was sure, at any rate,\u201d she added, \u201cthat he didn\u2019t. But he denied certain occasions.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat occasions?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhen they had been about together quite as if Quint were his tutor \u2014 and a very grand one \u2014 and Miss Jessel only for the little lady. When he had gone off with the fellow, I mean, and spent hours with him.\u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 6}, {"text": "\u201cHe repeated your words to Quint?\u201d", "start_byte": 91219, "end_byte": 91253, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 595.0749926757812, "cut_end_time": 596.9600551757812, "narration": {"text": " Her assent was clear enough to cause me to add in a moment:", "cut_start_time": 638.0249975585938, "cut_end_time": 641.3401225585937, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "It was a dreadfully austere inquiry, but levity was not our note, and, at any rate, before the gray dawn admonished us to separate I had got my answer. What my friend had had in mind proved to be immensely to the purpose. It was neither more nor less than the circumstance that for a period of several months Quint and the boy had been perpetually together. It was in fact the very appropriate truth that she had ventured to criticize the propriety, to hint at the incongruity, of so close an alliance, and even to go so far on the subject as a frank overture to Miss Jessel. Miss Jessel had, with a most strange manner, requested her to mind her business, and the good woman had, on this, directly approached little Miles. What she had said to him, since I pressed, was that she liked to see young gentlemen not forget their station.\n\nI pressed again, of course, at this. \u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d\n\n\u201cAs you might say! And it was his answer, for one thing, that was bad.\u201d\n\n\u201cAnd for another thing?\u201d I waited. <|quote_start|>\u201cHe repeated your words to Quint?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cNo, not that. It\u2019s just what he wouldn\u2019t!\u201d she could still impress upon me. \u201cI was sure, at any rate,\u201d she added, \u201cthat he didn\u2019t. But he denied certain occasions.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat occasions?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhen they had been about together quite as if Quint were his tutor \u2014 and a very grand one \u2014 and Miss Jessel only for the little lady. When he had gone off with the fellow, I mean, and spent hours with him.\u201d\n\n\u201cHe then prevaricated about it \u2014 he said he hadn\u2019t", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_4.flac", "original_index": 7}, {"text": "\u201cNo, not that. It\u2019s just what he wouldn\u2019t!", "start_byte": 91255, "end_byte": 91297, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 598.445, "cut_end_time": 602.0700625000001, "narration": {"text": " Her assent was clear enough to cause me to add in a moment:", "cut_start_time": 638.0249975585938, "cut_end_time": 641.3401225585937, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_5.flac"}, "context": "It was a dreadfully austere inquiry, but levity was not our note, and, at any rate, before the gray dawn admonished us to separate I had got my answer. What my friend had had in mind proved to be immensely to the purpose. It was neither more nor less than the circumstance that for a period of several months Quint and the boy had been perpetually together. It was in fact the very appropriate truth that she had ventured to criticize the propriety, to hint at the incongruity, of so close an alliance, and even to go so far on the subject as a frank overture to Miss Jessel. Miss Jessel had, with a most strange manner, requested her to mind her business, and the good woman had, on this, directly approached little Miles. What she had said to him, since I pressed, was that she liked to see young gentlemen not forget their station.\n\nI pressed again, of course, at this. \u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d\n\n\u201cAs you might say! And it was his answer, for one thing, that was bad.\u201d\n\n\u201cAnd for another thing?\u201d I waited. \u201cHe repeated your words to Quint?\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cNo, not that. It\u2019s just what he wouldn\u2019t!\u201d<|quote_end|> she could still impress upon me. \u201cI was sure, at any rate,\u201d she added, \u201cthat he didn\u2019t. But he denied certain occasions.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat occasions?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhen they had been about together quite as if Quint were his tutor \u2014 and a very grand one \u2014 and Miss Jessel only for the little lady. When he had gone off with the fellow, I mean, and spent hours with him.\u201d\n\n\u201cHe then prevaricated about it \u2014 he said he hadn\u2019t?\u201d Her assent was clear enough to cause me to add in a moment:", "narrative_information_pred": {"could": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 7}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_5.flac", "original_index": 8}, {"text": "\u201cI was sure, at any rate,", "start_byte": 91332, "end_byte": 91357, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 605.6049853515625, "cut_end_time": 608.0500478515626, "narration": {"text": " Her assent was clear enough to cause me to add in a moment:", "cut_start_time": 638.0249975585938, "cut_end_time": 641.3401225585937, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_6.flac"}, "context": "It was a dreadfully austere inquiry, but levity was not our note, and, at any rate, before the gray dawn admonished us to separate I had got my answer. What my friend had had in mind proved to be immensely to the purpose. It was neither more nor less than the circumstance that for a period of several months Quint and the boy had been perpetually together. It was in fact the very appropriate truth that she had ventured to criticize the propriety, to hint at the incongruity, of so close an alliance, and even to go so far on the subject as a frank overture to Miss Jessel. Miss Jessel had, with a most strange manner, requested her to mind her business, and the good woman had, on this, directly approached little Miles. What she had said to him, since I pressed, was that she liked to see young gentlemen not forget their station.\n\nI pressed again, of course, at this. \u201cYou reminded him that Quint was only a base menial?\u201d\n\n\u201cAs you might say! And it was his answer, for one thing, that was bad.\u201d\n\n\u201cAnd for another thing?\u201d I waited. \u201cHe repeated your words to Quint?\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, not that. 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Only, put it to me again!", "start_byte": 93457, "end_byte": 93563, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 808.05501953125, "cut_end_time": 817.8300195312501, "narration": {"text": " Meanwhile I returned to her first example \u2014 the one to which she had just previously referred \u2014 of the boy\u2019s happy capacity for an occasional slip.", "cut_start_time": 828.9949755859375, "cut_end_time": 838.8801005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_30.flac"}, "context": "\u201d Mrs. Grose lugubriously pleaded.\n\n\u201cI don\u2019t wonder you looked queer,\u201d I persisted, \u201cwhen I mentioned to you the letter from his school!\u201d\n\n\u201cI doubt if I looked as queer as you!\u201d she retorted with homely force. \u201cAnd if he was so bad then as that comes to, how is he such an angel now?\u201d\n\n\u201cYes, indeed \u2014 and if he was a fiend at school! How, how, how? Well,\u201d I said in my torment, <|quote_start|>\u201cyou must put it to me again, but I shall not be able to tell you for some days. Only, put it to me again!\u201d<|quote_end|> I cried in a way that made my friend stare. \u201cThere are directions in which I must not for the present let myself go.\u201d Meanwhile I returned to her first example \u2014 the one to which she had just previously referred \u2014 of the boy\u2019s happy capacity for an occasional slip. \u201cIf Quint \u2014 on your remonstrance at the time you speak of \u2014 was a base menial, one of the things Miles said to you, I find myself guessing, was that you were another.\u201d Again her admission was so adequate that I continued:", "narrative_information_pred": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_30.flac", "original_index": 35}, {"text": "\u201cThere are directions in which I must not for the present let myself go.", "start_byte": 93609, "end_byte": 93681, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 823.1050244140625, "cut_end_time": 826.7500244140625, "narration": {"text": " Meanwhile I returned to her first example \u2014 the one to which she had just previously referred \u2014 of the boy\u2019s happy capacity for an occasional slip.", "cut_start_time": 828.9949755859375, "cut_end_time": 838.8801005859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_31.flac"}, "context": "\u201cI doubt if I looked as queer as you!\u201d she retorted with homely force. \u201cAnd if he was so bad then as that comes to, how is he such an angel now?\u201d\n\n\u201cYes, indeed \u2014 and if he was a fiend at school! 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Well,\u201d I said in my torment, \u201cyou must put it to me again, but I shall not be able to tell you for some days. Only, put it to me again!\u201d I cried in a way that made my friend stare. \u201cThere are directions in which I must not for the present let myself go.\u201d Meanwhile I returned to her first example \u2014 the one to which she had just previously referred \u2014 of the boy\u2019s happy capacity for an occasional slip. <|quote_start|>\u201cIf Quint \u2014 on your remonstrance at the time you speak of \u2014 was a base menial, one of the things Miles said to you, I find myself guessing, was that you were another.\u201d<|quote_end|> Again her admission was so adequate that I continued: \u201cAnd you forgave him that?\u201d\n\n\u201cWouldn\u2019t you?\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, yes!\u201d And we exchanged there, in the stillness, a sound of the oddest amusement. Then I went on: \u201cAt all events, while he was with the man \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cMiss Flora was with the woman. It suited them all!\u201d\n\nIt suited me, too, I felt, only too well; by which I mean that it suited exactly the particularly deadly view I was in the very act of forbidding myself to entertain. But I so far succeeded in checking the expression of this view that I will throw, just here, no further light on it than may be offered by the mention of my final observation to Mrs. Grose.", "narrative_information_pred": {"continued": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_32.flac", "original_index": 37}, {"text": "\u201cAnd you forgave him that?\u201d", "start_byte": 94053, "end_byte": 94080, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 858.5549829101562, "cut_end_time": 860.0300454101563, "narration": {"text": " Again her admission was so adequate that I continued:", "cut_start_time": 853.4550122070312, "cut_end_time": 857.1000122070312, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_33.flac"}, "context": "\u201d I cried in a way that made my friend stare. \u201cThere are directions in which I must not for the present let myself go.\u201d Meanwhile I returned to her first example \u2014 the one to which she had just previously referred \u2014 of the boy\u2019s happy capacity for an occasional slip. \u201cIf Quint \u2014 on your remonstrance at the time you speak of \u2014 was a base menial, one of the things Miles said to you, I find myself guessing, was that you were another.\u201d Again her admission was so adequate that I continued: <|quote_start|>\u201cAnd you forgave him that?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cWouldn\u2019t you?\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, yes!\u201d And we exchanged there, in the stillness, a sound of the oddest amusement. Then I went on: \u201cAt all events, while he was with the man \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cMiss Flora was with the woman. It suited them all!\u201d\n\nIt suited me, too, I felt, only too well; by which I mean that it suited exactly the particularly deadly view I was in the very act of forbidding myself to entertain. 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It suited them all!\u201d", "start_byte": 94248, "end_byte": 94300, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 878.5850219726562, "cut_end_time": 883.0600844726563, "narration": {"text": " Again her admission was so adequate that I continued:", "cut_start_time": 853.4550122070312, "cut_end_time": 857.1000122070312, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_36.flac"}, "context": "\u201cIf Quint \u2014 on your remonstrance at the time you speak of \u2014 was a base menial, one of the things Miles said to you, I find myself guessing, was that you were another.\u201d Again her admission was so adequate that I continued: \u201cAnd you forgave him that?\u201d\n\n\u201cWouldn\u2019t you?\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, yes!\u201d And we exchanged there, in the stillness, a sound of the oddest amusement. Then I went on: \u201cAt all events, while he was with the man \u2014 \u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cMiss Flora was with the woman. It suited them all!\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nIt suited me, too, I felt, only too well; by which I mean that it suited exactly the particularly deadly view I was in the very act of forbidding myself to entertain. But I so far succeeded in checking the expression of this view that I will throw, just here, no further light on it than may be offered by the mention of my final observation to Mrs. Grose. \u201cHis having lied and been impudent are, I confess, less engaging specimens than I had hoped to have from you of the outbreak in him of the little natural man. Still", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_08_james_64kb_36.flac", "original_index": 41}, {"text": "\u201cHis having lied and been impudent are, I confess, less engaging specimens than I had hoped to have from you of the outbreak in him of the little natural man. 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But I so far succeeded in checking the expression of this view that I will throw, just here, no further light on it than may be offered by the mention of my final observation to Mrs. Grose. \u201cHis having lied and been impudent are, I confess, less engaging specimens than I had hoped to have from you of the outbreak in him of the little natural man. Still,\u201d I mused, <|quote_start|>\u201cThey must do, for they make me feel more than ever that I must watch.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nIt made me blush, the next minute, to see in my friend\u2019s face how much more unreservedly she had forgiven him than her anecdote struck me as presenting to my own tenderness an occasion for doing. This came out when, at the schoolroom door, she quitted me. \u201cSurely you don\u2019t accuse him \u2014 \u201d\n\n\u201cOf carrying on an intercourse that he conceals from me? 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Then, after another embrace, the incident and our interview closed on my recognition of all the reserves of goodness that, for his joke, he had been able to draw upon.\n\nXII\n\nThe particular impression I had received proved in the morning light, I repeat, not quite successfully presentable to Mrs. Grose, though I reinforced it with the mention of still another remark that he had made before we separated. <|quote_start|>\u201cIt all lies in half a dozen words,\u201d<|quote_end|> I said to her, \u201cwords that really settle the matter. \u2018Think, you know, what I might do!\u2019 He threw that off to show me how good he is. He knows down to the ground what he \u2018might\u2019 do. That\u2019s what he gave them a taste of at school.\u201d\n\n\u201cLord, you do change!\u201d cried my friend.\n\n\u201cI don\u2019t change \u2014 I simply make it out. The four, depend upon it, perpetually meet. 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He\u2019s not reading to her,\u201d I declared;", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_12_james_64kb_1.flac", "original_index": 1}, {"text": "\u201cLord, you do change!", "start_byte": 124353, "end_byte": 124374, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 71.36499877929687, "cut_end_time": 73.21006127929687, "narration": {"text": " The very act of bringing it out really helped me to trace it \u2014 follow it all up and piece it all together.", "cut_start_time": 225.75499877929687, "cut_end_time": 233.19006127929686, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_12_james_64kb_2.flac"}, "context": "The particular impression I had received proved in the morning light, I repeat, not quite successfully presentable to Mrs. Grose, though I reinforced it with the mention of still another remark that he had made before we separated. \u201cIt all lies in half a dozen words,\u201d I said to her, \u201cwords that really settle the matter. \u2018Think, you know, what I might do!\u2019 He threw that off to show me how good he is. 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He\u2019s not reading to her,\u201d I declared;", "narrative_information_pred": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_12_james_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 2}, {"text": "\u201cthey\u2019re talking of them \u2014 they\u2019re talking horrors! I go on, I know, as if I were crazy; and it\u2019s a wonder I\u2019m not. What I\u2019ve seen would have made you so; but it has only made me more lucid, made me get hold of still other things.\u201d", "start_byte": 125119, "end_byte": 125350, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 137.8650061035156, "cut_end_time": 157.03006860351562, "narration": {"text": " The very act of bringing it out really helped me to trace it \u2014 follow it all up and piece it all together.", "cut_start_time": 225.75499877929687, "cut_end_time": 233.19006127929686, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_12_james_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "\u201cI don\u2019t change \u2014 I simply make it out. The four, depend upon it, perpetually meet. If on either of these last nights you had been with either child, you would clearly have understood. The more I\u2019ve watched and waited the more I\u2019ve felt that if there were nothing else to make it sure it would be made so by the systematic silence of each. Never, by a slip of the tongue, have they so much as alluded to either of their old friends, any more than Miles has alluded to his expulsion. Oh, yes, we may sit here and look at them, and they may show off to us there to their fill; but even while they pretend to be lost in their fairytale they\u2019re steeped in their vision of the dead restored. He\u2019s not reading to her,\u201d I declared; <|quote_start|>\u201cthey\u2019re talking of them \u2014 they\u2019re talking horrors! I go on, I know, as if I were crazy; and it\u2019s a wonder I\u2019m not. 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It\u2019s a game", "narrative_information_pred": {"declared": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_12_james_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 4}, {"text": "\u201cOf what other things have you got hold?\u201d", "start_byte": 125654, "end_byte": 125695, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 182.69499389648436, "cut_end_time": 184.87011889648437, "narration": {"text": " The very act of bringing it out really helped me to trace it \u2014 follow it all up and piece it all together.", "cut_start_time": 225.75499877929687, "cut_end_time": 233.19006127929686, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_12_james_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "\u201cthey\u2019re talking of them \u2014 they\u2019re talking horrors! I go on, I know, as if I were crazy; and it\u2019s a wonder I\u2019m not. What I\u2019ve seen would have made you so; but it has only made me more lucid, made me get hold of still other things.\u201d\n\nMy lucidity must have seemed awful, but the charming creatures who were victims of it, passing and repassing in their interlocked sweetness, gave my colleague something to hold on by; and I felt how tight she held as, without stirring in the breath of my passion, she covered them still with her eyes. <|quote_start|>\u201cOf what other things have you got hold?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cWhy, of the very things that have delighted, fascinated, and yet, at bottom, as I now so strangely see, mystified and troubled me. Their more than earthly beauty, their absolutely unnatural goodness. It\u2019s a game,\u201d I went on; \u201cit\u2019s a policy and a fraud!\u201d\n\n\u201cOn the part of little darlings \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cAs yet mere lovely babies? 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The exclamation was homely, but it revealed a real acceptance of my further proof of what, in the bad time \u2014 for there had been a worse even than this! \u2014 must have occurred. There could have been no such justification for me as the plain assent of her experience to whatever depth of depravity I found credible in our brace of scoundrels. 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And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_16.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\u201cIt came to that. I found her, on my return, in the schoolroom.\u201d", "start_byte": 157389, "end_byte": 157453, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 252.97499755859374, "cut_end_time": 259.0400600585937, "narration": {"text": " I can hear the good woman still, and the candor of her stupefaction.", "cut_start_time": 263.57500488281255, "cut_end_time": 268.42006738281253, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_17.flac"}, "context": "\u201cBut what, miss?\u201d\n\n\u201cEverything. It doesn\u2019t matter. I\u2019ve made up my mind. 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And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.\n\nBut my companion, with less imagination, kept me up.", "narrative_information_pred": {"could": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 19}, {"text": "\u201cAnd what did she say?", "start_byte": 157455, "end_byte": 157477, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 260.88499023437504, "cut_end_time": 262.460115234375, "narration": {"text": " I can hear the good woman still, and the candor of her stupefaction.", "cut_start_time": 263.57500488281255, "cut_end_time": 268.42006738281253, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "\u201cEverything. It doesn\u2019t matter. I\u2019ve made up my mind. 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Do you mean she spoke?\u201d\n\n\u201cIt came to that. I found her, on my return, in the schoolroom.\u201d\n\n\u201cAnd what did she say?\u201d I can hear the good woman still, and the candor of her stupefaction.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cThat she suffers the torments \u2014 !\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nIt was this, of a truth, that made her, as she filled out my picture, gape. \u201cDo you mean,\u201d she faltered, \u201c \u2014 of the lost?\u201d\n\n\u201cOf the lost. Of the damned. And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.\n\nBut my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. \u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. 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And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.\n\nBut my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. <|quote_start|>\u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. I still held her there, to show I was. \u201cAs I\u2019ve told you, however, it doesn\u2019t matter.\u201d\n\n\u201cBecause you\u2019ve made up your mind? But to what?\u201d\n\n\u201cTo everything.\u201d\n\n\u201cAnd what do you call \u2018everything\u2019?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhy, sending for their uncle.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, miss, in pity do,\u201d my friend broke out. \u201cah, but I will, I will! I see it\u2019s the only way. What\u2019s \u2018out,\u2019 as I told you, with Miles is that if he thinks I\u2019m afraid to \u2014 and has ideas of what he gains by that \u2014 he shall see he\u2019s mistaken. Yes, yes; his uncle shall have it here from me on the spot (and before the boy himself, if necessary) that if I\u2019m to be reproached with having done nothing again about more school \u2014 \u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"kept": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 23}, {"text": "\u201cShe wants Flora.", "start_byte": 157889, "end_byte": 157906, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 304.37498657226564, "cut_end_time": 306.00004907226565, "narration": {"text": "\u201cYes, miss \u2014 \u201d my companion pressed me.", "cut_start_time": 379.99500610351566, "cut_end_time": 383.51000610351565, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "\u201d I can hear the good woman still, and the candor of her stupefaction.\n\n\u201cThat she suffers the torments \u2014 !\u201d\n\nIt was this, of a truth, that made her, as she filled out my picture, gape. \u201cDo you mean,\u201d she faltered, \u201c \u2014 of the lost?\u201d\n\n\u201cOf the lost. 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Yes, yes; his uncle shall have it here from me on the spot (and before the boy himself, if necessary) that if I\u2019m to be reproached with having done nothing again about more school \u2014 \u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {"gave": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 24}, {"text": "\u201cAs I\u2019ve told you, however, it doesn\u2019t matter.\u201d", "start_byte": 158043, "end_byte": 158090, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 319.5950012207031, "cut_end_time": 322.60006372070313, "narration": {"text": "\u201cYes, miss \u2014 \u201d my companion pressed me.", "cut_start_time": 379.99500610351566, "cut_end_time": 383.51000610351565, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "It was this, of a truth, that made her, as she filled out my picture, gape. \u201cDo you mean,\u201d she faltered, \u201c \u2014 of the lost?\u201d\n\n\u201cOf the lost. 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And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.\n\nBut my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. \u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. I still held her there, to show I was. \u201cAs I\u2019ve told you, however, it doesn\u2019t matter.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cBecause you\u2019ve made up your mind? But to what?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cTo everything.\u201d\n\n\u201cAnd what do you call \u2018everything\u2019?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhy, sending for their uncle.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, miss, in pity do,\u201d my friend broke out. \u201cah, but I will, I will! I see it\u2019s the only way. What\u2019s \u2018out,\u2019 as I told you, with Miles is that if he thinks I\u2019m afraid to \u2014 and has ideas of what he gains by that \u2014 he shall see he\u2019s mistaken. Yes, yes; his uncle shall have it here from me on the spot (and before the boy himself, if necessary) that if I\u2019m to be reproached with having done nothing again about more school \u2014 \u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 26}, {"text": "\u201cTo everything.\u201d", "start_byte": 158142, "end_byte": 158158, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 327.3150085449219, "cut_end_time": 328.4400085449219, "narration": {"text": "\u201cYes, miss \u2014 \u201d my companion pressed me.", "cut_start_time": 379.99500610351566, "cut_end_time": 383.51000610351565, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_24.flac"}, "context": "\u201cOf the lost. Of the damned. And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.\n\nBut my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. \u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. I still held her there, to show I was. \u201cAs I\u2019ve told you, however, it doesn\u2019t matter.\u201d\n\n\u201cBecause you\u2019ve made up your mind? But to what?\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cTo everything.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cAnd what do you call \u2018everything\u2019?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhy, sending for their uncle.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, miss, in pity do,\u201d my friend broke out. \u201cah, but I will, I will! I see it\u2019s the only way. What\u2019s \u2018out,\u2019 as I told you, with Miles is that if he thinks I\u2019m afraid to \u2014 and has ideas of what he gains by that \u2014 he shall see he\u2019s mistaken. Yes, yes; his uncle shall have it here from me on the spot (and before the boy himself, if necessary) that if I\u2019m to be reproached with having done nothing again about more school \u2014 \u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_24.flac", "original_index": 27}, {"text": "\u201cAnd what do you call \u2018everything\u2019?\u201d", "start_byte": 158160, "end_byte": 158196, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 329.844990234375, "cut_end_time": 332.47005273437503, "narration": {"text": "\u201cYes, miss \u2014 \u201d my companion pressed me.", "cut_start_time": 379.99500610351566, "cut_end_time": 383.51000610351565, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_25.flac"}, "context": "\u201cOf the lost. Of the damned. And that\u2019s why, to share them \u2014 \u201d I faltered myself with the horror of it.\n\nBut my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. \u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. I still held her there, to show I was. \u201cAs I\u2019ve told you, however, it doesn\u2019t matter.\u201d\n\n\u201cBecause you\u2019ve made up your mind? But to what?\u201d\n\n\u201cTo everything.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cAnd what do you call \u2018everything\u2019?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cWhy, sending for their uncle.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, miss, in pity do,\u201d my friend broke out. \u201cah, but I will, I will! I see it\u2019s the only way. What\u2019s \u2018out,\u2019 as I told you, with Miles is that if he thinks I\u2019m afraid to \u2014 and has ideas of what he gains by that \u2014 he shall see he\u2019s mistaken. Yes, yes; his uncle shall have it here from me on the spot (and before the boy himself, if necessary) that if I\u2019m to be reproached with having done nothing again about more school \u2014 \u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_25.flac", "original_index": 28}, {"text": "\u201cWhy, sending for their uncle.\u201d", "start_byte": 158198, "end_byte": 158229, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 334.2149865722657, "cut_end_time": 336.5300490722656, "narration": {"text": "\u201cYes, miss \u2014 \u201d my companion pressed me.", "cut_start_time": 379.99500610351566, "cut_end_time": 383.51000610351565, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_26.flac"}, "context": "But my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. \u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. 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Yes, yes; his uncle shall have it here from me on the spot (and before the boy himself, if necessary) that if I\u2019m to be reproached with having done nothing again about more school \u2014 \u201d", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_26.flac", "original_index": 29}, {"text": "\u201cOh, miss, in pity do,", "start_byte": 158231, "end_byte": 158253, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 337.91498779296876, "cut_end_time": 340.12005029296876, "narration": {"text": "\u201cYes, miss \u2014 \u201d my companion pressed me.", "cut_start_time": 379.99500610351566, "cut_end_time": 383.51000610351565, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_16_james_64kb_27.flac"}, "context": "But my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. \u201cTo share them \u2014 ?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe wants Flora.\u201d Mrs. Grose might, as I gave it to her, fairly have fallen away from me had I not been prepared. 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God knows I never wished to harass him, but I felt that merely, at this, to turn my back on him was to abandon or, to put it more truly, to lose him. \u201cI\u2019ve just begun a letter to your uncle,\u201d I said.\n\n\u201cWell, then, finish it!\u201d\n\nI waited a minute. <|quote_start|>\u201cWhat happened before?\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nHe gazed up at me again. \u201cBefore what?\u201d\n\n\u201cBefore you came back. And before you went away.\u201d\n\nFor some time he was silent, but he continued to meet my eyes. \u201cWhat happened?\u201d\n\nIt made me, the sound of the words, in which it seemed to me that I caught for the very first time a small faint quaver of consenting consciousness \u2014 it made me drop on my knees beside the bed and seize once more the chance of possessing him. \u201cDear little Miles, dear little Miles, if you knew how I want to help you! 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It was exactly as if they had both had at heart to gloss over any recent little friction. They performed the dizziest feats of arithmetic, soaring quite out of my feeble range, and perpetrated, in higher spirits than ever, geographical and historical jokes. It was conspicuous of course in Miles in particular that he appeared to wish to show how easily he could let me down. This child, to my memory, really lives in a setting of beauty and misery that no words can translate; there was a distinction all his own in every impulse he revealed; never was a small natural creature, to the uninitiated eye all frankness and freedom, a more ingenious, a more extraordinary little gentleman. I had perpetually to guard against the wonder of contemplation into which my initiated view betrayed me; to check the irrelevant gaze and discouraged sigh in which I constantly both attacked and renounced the enigma of what such a little gentleman could have done that deserved a penalty. Say that, by the dark prodigy I knew, the imagination of all evil had been opened up to him: all the justice within me ached for the proof that it could ever have flowered into an act.", "narrative_information_pred": {"say": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "quietly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_0.flac", "original_index": 0}, {"text": "\u201cYes \u2014 I\u2019ve written.", "start_byte": 169021, "end_byte": 169041, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 37.48499984741211, "cut_end_time": 38.71006234741211, "narration": {"text": " My view, I was myself aware \u2014 and therefore I suppose my tone \u2014 had never yet reached so calm an assurance.", "cut_start_time": 421.85499755859377, "cut_end_time": 429.4600600585938, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_1.flac"}, "context": "\u201d But I knew in a moment after this that I had gone too far. The answer to my appeal was instantaneous, but it came in the form of an extraordinary blast and chill, a gust of frozen air, and a shake of the room as great as if, in the wild wind, the casement had crashed in. The boy gave a loud, high shriek, which, lost in the rest of the shock of sound, might have seemed, indistinctly, though I was so close to him, a note either of jubilation or of terror. I jumped to my feet again and was conscious of darkness. So for a moment we remained, while I stared about me and saw that the drawn curtains were unstirred and the window tight. \u201cWhy, the candle\u2019s out!\u201d I then cried.\n\n\u201cIt was I who blew it, dear!\u201d said Miles.\n\nXVIII\n\nThe next day, after lessons, Mrs. Grose found a moment to say to me quietly: \u201cHave you written, miss?\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cYes \u2014 I\u2019ve written.\u201d<|quote_end|> But I didn\u2019t add \u2014 for the hour \u2014 that my letter, sealed and directed, was still in my pocket. There would be time enough to send it before the messenger should go to the village. Meanwhile there had been, on the part of my pupils, no more brilliant, more exemplary morning. It was exactly as if they had both had at heart to gloss over any recent little friction. They performed the dizziest feats of arithmetic, soaring quite out of my feeble range, and perpetrated, in higher spirits than ever, geographical and historical jokes. It was conspicuous of course in Miles in particular that he appeared to wish to show how easily he could let me down. This child, to my memory, really lives in a setting of beauty and misery that no words can translate; there was a distinction all his own in every impulse he revealed; never was a small natural creature, to the uninitiated eye all frankness and freedom, a more ingenious, a more extraordinary little gentleman. I had perpetually to guard against the wonder of contemplation into which my initiated view betrayed me; to check the irrelevant gaze and discouraged sigh in which I constantly both attacked and renounced the enigma of what such a little gentleman could have done that deserved a penalty. Say that, by the dark prodigy I knew, the imagination of all evil had been opened up to him: all the justice within me ached for the proof that it could ever have flowered into an act.", "narrative_information_pred": {"say": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "quietly": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_1.flac", "original_index": 1}, {"text": "\u201cWhy, my dear, how do I know?", "start_byte": 172039, "end_byte": 172068, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 276.13499145507814, "cut_end_time": 279.6100539550782, "narration": {"text": " My view, I was myself aware \u2014 and therefore I suppose my tone \u2014 had never yet reached so calm an assurance.", "cut_start_time": 421.85499755859377, "cut_end_time": 429.4600600585938, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_2.flac"}, "context": "\u201d It may be imagined whether I resisted this appeal or failed to accompany him again, hand in hand, to the schoolroom. He sat down at the old piano and played as he had never played; and if there are those who think he had better have been kicking a football I can only say that I wholly agree with them. For at the end of a time that under his influence I had quite ceased to measure, I started up with a strange sense of having literally slept at my post. It was after luncheon, and by the schoolroom fire, and yet I hadn\u2019t really, in the least, slept: I had only done something much worse \u2014 I had forgotten. Where, all this time, was Flora? When I put the question to Miles, he played on a minute before answering and then could only say: <|quote_start|>\u201cWhy, my dear, how do I know?\u201d<|quote_end|> \u2014 breaking moreover into a happy laugh which, immediately after, as if it were a vocal accompaniment, he prolonged into incoherent, extravagant song.\n\nI went straight to my room, but his sister was not there; then, before going downstairs, I looked into several others. As she was nowhere about she would surely be with Mrs. Grose, whom, in the comfort of that theory, I accordingly proceeded in quest of. I found her where I had found her the evening before, but she met my quick challenge with blank, scared ignorance. She had only supposed that, after the repast, I had carried off both the children; as to which she was quite in her right, for it was the very first time I had allowed the little girl out of my sight without some special provision. Of course now indeed she might be with the maids, so that the immediate thing was to look for her without an air of alarm. This we promptly arranged between us; but when, ten minutes later and in pursuance of our arrangement, we met in the hall, it was only to report on either side that after guarded inquiries we had altogether failed to trace her. For a minute there, apart from observation, we exchanged mute alarms, and I could feel with what high interest my friend returned me all those I had from the first given her.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 3}, {"text": "\u201cShe\u2019ll be above,", "start_byte": 173350, "end_byte": 173367, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 369.5749987792969, "cut_end_time": 370.5800612792969, "narration": {"text": " My view, I was myself aware \u2014 and therefore I suppose my tone \u2014 had never yet reached so calm an assurance.", "cut_start_time": 421.85499755859377, "cut_end_time": 429.4600600585938, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "I went straight to my room, but his sister was not there; then, before going downstairs, I looked into several others. As she was nowhere about she would surely be with Mrs. Grose, whom, in the comfort of that theory, I accordingly proceeded in quest of. I found her where I had found her the evening before, but she met my quick challenge with blank, scared ignorance. She had only supposed that, after the repast, I had carried off both the children; as to which she was quite in her right, for it was the very first time I had allowed the little girl out of my sight without some special provision. Of course now indeed she might be with the maids, so that the immediate thing was to look for her without an air of alarm. This we promptly arranged between us; but when, ten minutes later and in pursuance of our arrangement, we met in the hall, it was only to report on either side that after guarded inquiries we had altogether failed to trace her. For a minute there, apart from observation, we exchanged mute alarms, and I could feel with what high interest my friend returned me all those I had from the first given her.\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cShe\u2019ll be above,\u201d<|quote_end|> she presently said \u2014 \u201cin one of the rooms you haven\u2019t searched.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo; she\u2019s at a distance.\u201d I had made up my mind. \u201cShe has gone out.\u201d\n\nMrs. Grose stared. \u201cWithout a hat?\u201d\n\nI naturally also looked volumes. \u201cIsn\u2019t that woman always without one?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her!\u201d I declared. \u201cWe must find them.\u201d\n\nMy hand was on my friend\u2019s arm, but she failed for the moment, confronted with such an account of the matter, to respond to my pressure. She communed, on the contrary, on the spot, with her uneasiness.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 4}, {"text": "\u201cin one of the rooms you haven\u2019t searched.\u201d", "start_byte": 173390, "end_byte": 173433, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 372.5950073242188, "cut_end_time": 374.5900073242188, "narration": {"text": " My view, I was myself aware \u2014 and therefore I suppose my tone \u2014 had never yet reached so calm an assurance.", "cut_start_time": 421.85499755859377, "cut_end_time": 429.4600600585938, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "I went straight to my room, but his sister was not there; then, before going downstairs, I looked into several others. As she was nowhere about she would surely be with Mrs. Grose, whom, in the comfort of that theory, I accordingly proceeded in quest of. I found her where I had found her the evening before, but she met my quick challenge with blank, scared ignorance. She had only supposed that, after the repast, I had carried off both the children; as to which she was quite in her right, for it was the very first time I had allowed the little girl out of my sight without some special provision. Of course now indeed she might be with the maids, so that the immediate thing was to look for her without an air of alarm. This we promptly arranged between us; but when, ten minutes later and in pursuance of our arrangement, we met in the hall, it was only to report on either side that after guarded inquiries we had altogether failed to trace her. For a minute there, apart from observation, we exchanged mute alarms, and I could feel with what high interest my friend returned me all those I had from the first given her.\n\n\u201cShe\u2019ll be above,\u201d she presently said \u2014 <|quote_start|>\u201cin one of the rooms you haven\u2019t searched.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\n\u201cNo; she\u2019s at a distance.\u201d I had made up my mind. \u201cShe has gone out.\u201d\n\nMrs. Grose stared. \u201cWithout a hat?\u201d\n\nI naturally also looked volumes. \u201cIsn\u2019t that woman always without one?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her!\u201d I declared. \u201cWe must find them.\u201d\n\nMy hand was on my friend\u2019s arm, but she failed for the moment, confronted with such an account of the matter, to respond to my pressure. 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I found her where I had found her the evening before, but she met my quick challenge with blank, scared ignorance. She had only supposed that, after the repast, I had carried off both the children; as to which she was quite in her right, for it was the very first time I had allowed the little girl out of my sight without some special provision. Of course now indeed she might be with the maids, so that the immediate thing was to look for her without an air of alarm. This we promptly arranged between us; but when, ten minutes later and in pursuance of our arrangement, we met in the hall, it was only to report on either side that after guarded inquiries we had altogether failed to trace her. For a minute there, apart from observation, we exchanged mute alarms, and I could feel with what high interest my friend returned me all those I had from the first given her.\n\n\u201cShe\u2019ll be above,\u201d she presently said \u2014 \u201cin one of the rooms you haven\u2019t searched.\u201d\n\n<|quote_start|>\u201cNo; she\u2019s at a distance.\u201d<|quote_end|> I had made up my mind. \u201cShe has gone out.\u201d\n\nMrs. Grose stared. \u201cWithout a hat?\u201d\n\nI naturally also looked volumes. \u201cIsn\u2019t that woman always without one?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her!\u201d I declared. \u201cWe must find them.\u201d\n\nMy hand was on my friend\u2019s arm, but she failed for the moment, confronted with such an account of the matter, to respond to my pressure. She communed, on the contrary, on the spot, with her uneasiness.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_5.flac", "original_index": 6}, {"text": "\u201cShe has gone out.\u201d", "start_byte": 173485, "end_byte": 173504, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 380.80500244140626, "cut_end_time": 381.87000244140626, "narration": {"text": " My view, I was myself aware \u2014 and therefore I suppose my tone \u2014 had never yet reached so calm an assurance.", "cut_start_time": 421.85499755859377, "cut_end_time": 429.4600600585938, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_18_james_64kb_6.flac"}, "context": "I went straight to my room, but his sister was not there; then, before going downstairs, I looked into several others. As she was nowhere about she would surely be with Mrs. Grose, whom, in the comfort of that theory, I accordingly proceeded in quest of. I found her where I had found her the evening before, but she met my quick challenge with blank, scared ignorance. She had only supposed that, after the repast, I had carried off both the children; as to which she was quite in her right, for it was the very first time I had allowed the little girl out of my sight without some special provision. Of course now indeed she might be with the maids, so that the immediate thing was to look for her without an air of alarm. This we promptly arranged between us; but when, ten minutes later and in pursuance of our arrangement, we met in the hall, it was only to report on either side that after guarded inquiries we had altogether failed to trace her. For a minute there, apart from observation, we exchanged mute alarms, and I could feel with what high interest my friend returned me all those I had from the first given her.\n\n\u201cShe\u2019ll be above,\u201d she presently said \u2014 \u201cin one of the rooms you haven\u2019t searched.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo; she\u2019s at a distance.\u201d I had made up my mind. <|quote_start|>\u201cShe has gone out.\u201d<|quote_end|>\n\nMrs. Grose stared. \u201cWithout a hat?\u201d\n\nI naturally also looked volumes. \u201cIsn\u2019t that woman always without one?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her?\u201d\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s with her!\u201d I declared. \u201cWe must find them.\u201d\n\nMy hand was on my friend\u2019s arm, but she failed for the moment, confronted with such an account of the matter, to respond to my pressure. 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I recognized, as I looked at the pair of short, thick oars, quite safely drawn up, the prodigious character of the feat for a little girl; but I had lived, by this time, too long among wonders and had panted to too many livelier measures. There was a gate in the fence, through which we passed, and that brought us, after a trifling interval, more into the open. Then, \u201cThere she is!\u201d we both exclaimed at once.", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/431.turn_of_the_screw_19_james_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\u201cI\u2019ll be hanged,", "start_byte": 181707, "end_byte": 181723, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 509.56498535156254, "cut_end_time": 510.6801103515625, "narration": {"text": "It was Flora who, gazing all over me in candid wonder, was the first. 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While this dumb convulsion lasted I could only watch it \u2014 which I did the more intently when I saw Flora\u2019s face peep at me over our companion\u2019s shoulder. It was serious now \u2014 the flicker had left it; but it strengthened the pang with which I at that moment envied Mrs. Grose the simplicity of her relation. Still, all this while, nothing more passed between us save that Flora had let her foolish fern again drop to the ground. What she and I had virtually said to each other was that pretexts were useless now. When Mrs. Grose finally got up she kept the child\u2019s hand, so that the two were still before me; and the singular reticence of our communion was even more marked in the frank look she launched me. <|quote_start|>\u201cI\u2019ll be hanged,\u201d<|quote_end|> it said, \u201cif I\u2019ll speak!\u201d\n\nIt was Flora who, gazing all over me in candid wonder, was the first. 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I had always my hypocrisy of \u201cwork,\u201d behind which, now, I gained the sofa. Steadying myself with it there as I had repeatedly done at those moments of torment that I have described as the moments of my knowing the children to be given to something from which I was barred, I sufficiently obeyed my habit of being prepared for the worst. But an extraordinary impression dropped on me as I extracted a meaning from the boy\u2019s embarrassed back \u2014 none other than the impression that I was not barred now. This inference grew in a few minutes to sharp intensity and seemed bound up with the direct perception that it was positively he who was. The frames and squares of the great window were a kind of image, for him, of a kind of failure. I felt that I saw him, at any rate, shut in or shut out. He was admirable, but not comfortable: I took it in with a throb of hope. 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Bob's idea of a saw had hitherto been a long sheet of steel with small teeth, that could be easily bent like a hoop -- an implement that went slowly through a plank, and that had often caused his arm to ache in being made to advance a few inches; but here he saw circular steel-discs with fangs more than an inch long, which became invisible when in a state of revolution.\n\n\"What is that?\" said Mrs Marrot concentrating herself on one of these implements, after having indulged in a stare of bewildered curiosity round the long shed.\n\n\"That's a circular saw,\" replied Will Garvie; \"one of the large ones, -- about four feet in diameter.\"\n\n\"A saw!\" exclaimed Mrs Marrot, in surprise. <|quote_start|>\"W'y, Will, it's round. How can a round thing saw? An' it han't got no 'andle! How could any man lay 'old of it to saw?\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"The carpenter here don't require no handles,\" replied Will. \"He's a queer fellow is the carpenter of this shop, as well as powerful. He works away from morning till night with the power of more than a hundred horses, an' does exactly what he's bid without ever making any mistakes or axin' any questions. He's a steam-carpenter, Missis, but indeed he's a jack-of-all-trades, and carries 'em on all at the same time. See, they're goin' to set him to work now -- watch and you shall see.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "surprise": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_3.flac", "original_index": 9}, {"text": "\"The carpenter here don't require no handles,", "start_byte": 166798, "end_byte": 166843, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 364.7949987792969, "cut_end_time": 367.0401237792969, "narration": {"text": " said Mrs Marrot concentrating herself on one of these implements, after having indulged in a stare of bewildered curiosity round the long shed.", "cut_start_time": 334.80499755859375, "cut_end_time": 344.59012255859375, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_4.flac"}, "context": "\" said Mrs Marrot concentrating herself on one of these implements, after having indulged in a stare of bewildered curiosity round the long shed.\n\n\"That's a circular saw,\" replied Will Garvie; \"one of the large ones, -- about four feet in diameter.\"\n\n\"A saw!\" exclaimed Mrs Marrot, in surprise. \"W'y, Will, it's round. How can a round thing saw? An' it han't got no 'andle! How could any man lay 'old of it to saw?\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"The carpenter here don't require no handles,\"<|quote_end|> replied Will. \"He's a queer fellow is the carpenter of this shop, as well as powerful. He works away from morning till night with the power of more than a hundred horses, an' does exactly what he's bid without ever making any mistakes or axin' any questions. He's a steam-carpenter, Missis, but indeed he's a jack-of-all-trades, and carries 'em on all at the same time. See, they're goin' to set him to work now -- watch and you shall see.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"replied": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_4.flac", "original_index": 10}, {"text": "\"Now, let's see what they do with these planks. Come here.\"", "start_byte": 167956, "end_byte": 168015, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 444.1850134277344, "cut_end_time": 447.1900134277344, "narration": {"text": "After two or three more had been cut up in this way in as many minutes, Will Garvie said -- ", "cut_start_time": 437.7649890136719, "cut_end_time": 443.5601140136719, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_5.flac"}, "context": "As he spoke, two men approached the circular saw bearing a thick log of oak. One of them fitted it in position, on rollers, with its edge towards the saw; then he seized a handle, by means of which he connected the steam-carpenter with the saw, which instantly revolved so fast that the teeth became invisible; at the same time the plank advanced rapidly and met the saw. Instantly there was a loud hissing yet ringing sound, accompanied by a shower of sawdust, and, long before Mrs Marrot had recovered from her surprise, the log was cut into two thick substantial planks.\n\nAfter two or three more had been cut up in this way in as many minutes, Will Garvie said -- \n\n<|quote_start|>\"Now, let's see what they do with these planks. Come here.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nHe led them to a place close beside the saw, where there was a strong iron machine, to one part of which was attached a very large chisel -- it might have been equal to two or three dozen of the largest ordinary chisels rolled into one. This machine was in motion, but apparently it had been made for a very useless purpose, for it was going vigorously up and down at the time cutting the atmosphere!\n\n\"It's like a lot of people as I knows of,\" observed Mrs Marrot,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_5.flac", "original_index": 12}, {"text": "\"It's like a lot of people as I knows of,", "start_byte": 168419, "end_byte": 168460, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 472.9850048828125, "cut_end_time": 474.97000488281253, "narration": {"text": "After two or three more had been cut up in this way in as many minutes, Will Garvie said -- ", "cut_start_time": 437.7649890136719, "cut_end_time": 443.5601140136719, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_6.flac"}, "context": "\"Now, let's see what they do with these planks. Come here.\"\n\nHe led them to a place close beside the saw, where there was a strong iron machine, to one part of which was attached a very large chisel -- it might have been equal to two or three dozen of the largest ordinary chisels rolled into one. This machine was in motion, but apparently it had been made for a very useless purpose, for it was going vigorously up and down at the time cutting the atmosphere!\n\n<|quote_start|>\"It's like a lot of people as I knows of,\"<|quote_end|> observed Mrs Marrot, \"very busy about nothin'.\"\n\n\"It'll have somethin' to do soon, mother,\" said Bob, who was already beginning to think himself very knowing.\n\nBob was right. One of the oak-planks had been measured and marked for mortice-holes in various ways according to pattern, and was now handed over to the guardian of the machine, who, having had it placed on rollers, pushed it under the chisel and touched a handle. Down came the implement, and cut into the solid wood as if it had been mere putty. A dozen cuts or so in one direction, then round it went -- for this chisel could be turned with its face in either direction without stopping it for the purpose -- another dozen cuts were made, and an oblong hole of three or four inches long by two broad and three deep was made in the plank in a few seconds.", "narrative_information_pred": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_6.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\"very busy about nothin'.\"", "start_byte": 168483, "end_byte": 168509, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 477.0650048828125, "cut_end_time": 478.3600048828125, "narration": {"text": "After two or three more had been cut up in this way in as many minutes, Will Garvie said -- ", "cut_start_time": 437.7649890136719, "cut_end_time": 443.5601140136719, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_7.flac"}, "context": "He led them to a place close beside the saw, where there was a strong iron machine, to one part of which was attached a very large chisel -- it might have been equal to two or three dozen of the largest ordinary chisels rolled into one. This machine was in motion, but apparently it had been made for a very useless purpose, for it was going vigorously up and down at the time cutting the atmosphere!\n\n\"It's like a lot of people as I knows of,\" observed Mrs Marrot, <|quote_start|>\"very busy about nothin'.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"It'll have somethin' to do soon, mother,\" said Bob, who was already beginning to think himself very knowing.\n\nBob was right. One of the oak-planks had been measured and marked for mortice-holes in various ways according to pattern, and was now handed over to the guardian of the machine, who, having had it placed on rollers, pushed it under the chisel and touched a handle. Down came the implement, and cut into the solid wood as if it had been mere putty. A dozen cuts or so in one direction, then round it went -- for this chisel could be turned with its face in either direction without stopping it for the purpose -- another dozen cuts were made, and an oblong hole of three or four inches long by two broad and three deep was made in the plank in a few seconds.", "narrative_information_pred": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_7.flac", "original_index": 14}, {"text": "\"It'll have somethin' to do soon, mother,", "start_byte": 168511, "end_byte": 168552, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 479.5949987792969, "cut_end_time": 481.3901237792969, "narration": {"text": "After two or three more had been cut up in this way in as many minutes, Will Garvie said -- ", "cut_start_time": 437.7649890136719, "cut_end_time": 443.5601140136719, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_8.flac"}, "context": "He led them to a place close beside the saw, where there was a strong iron machine, to one part of which was attached a very large chisel -- it might have been equal to two or three dozen of the largest ordinary chisels rolled into one. This machine was in motion, but apparently it had been made for a very useless purpose, for it was going vigorously up and down at the time cutting the atmosphere!\n\n\"It's like a lot of people as I knows of,\" observed Mrs Marrot, \"very busy about nothin'.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"It'll have somethin' to do soon, mother,\"<|quote_end|> said Bob, who was already beginning to think himself very knowing.\n\nBob was right. One of the oak-planks had been measured and marked for mortice-holes in various ways according to pattern, and was now handed over to the guardian of the machine, who, having had it placed on rollers, pushed it under the chisel and touched a handle. Down came the implement, and cut into the solid wood as if it had been mere putty. A dozen cuts or so in one direction, then round it went -- for this chisel could be turned with its face in either direction without stopping it for the purpose -- another dozen cuts were made, and an oblong hole of three or four inches long by two broad and three deep was made in the plank in a few seconds.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_8.flac", "original_index": 15}, {"text": "\"augers and drills gone mad!", "start_byte": 171314, "end_byte": 171342, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 655.1349780273438, "cut_end_time": 656.6200405273438, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, who was already beginning to think himself very knowing.", "cut_start_time": 481.56501098632816, "cut_end_time": 485.25001098632816, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_9.flac"}, "context": "Not far from this machine the visitors were shown another, in which several circular saws of smaller dimensions than the first were at work in concert, and laid at different angles to each other, so that when a plank was given into their clutches it received cuts and slices in certain parts during its passage through the machine, and came out much modified and improved in form -- all that the attendants had to do merely being to fit the planks in their places and guide them safely through the ordeal. Elsewhere Mrs Marrot and Bob beheld a frame -- full of gigantic saws cut a large log into half a dozen planks, all in one sweep, in a few minutes -- work which would have drawn the sweat from the brows of two saw-pit men for several hours. One thing that attracted the attention of Bob very strongly was the simple process of hole-boring. Of course, in forming the massive frames of railway carriages, it becomes necessary to bore numerous holes for large nails or bolts. Often had Bob, at a neighbouring seaport, watched the heavy work and the slow progress of ship-carpenters as they pierced the planks of ships with augers; but here he beheld what he called, <|quote_start|>\"augers and drills gone mad!\"<|quote_end|> -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it, \"like all possessed.\" Some acting singly, others acting together in rows of five or six; and these excited things were perpetually whirling, whether at work or not, ready for service at a moment's notice. While Bob was gazing at one huge drill -- probably an inch and a half broad, if not more -- a man came up to it with a plank, on the surface of which were several dots at various distances. He put the plank under the drill, brought it down on a dot, whizz went the drill, and straightway there was a huge round hole right through almost before Bob had time to wink, -- and Bob was a practised hand at winking. Several holes were bored in this way, and then the plank was carried to another machine, where six lesser holes were drilled at one and the same time by six furious little augers; and thus the planks passed on from one machine to another until finished, undergoing, in the course of a few minutes, treatment that would have cost them hours of torture had they been manipulated by human hands, in addition to which the work was most beautifully, and perfectly, and regularly done.", "narrative_information_pred": {"called": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_9.flac", "original_index": 16}, {"text": "\"like all possessed.", "start_byte": 171409, "end_byte": 171429, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 661.0449780273437, "cut_end_time": 662.1100405273438, "narration": {"text": " -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it,", "cut_start_time": 657.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 661.0200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_10.flac"}, "context": "Not far from this machine the visitors were shown another, in which several circular saws of smaller dimensions than the first were at work in concert, and laid at different angles to each other, so that when a plank was given into their clutches it received cuts and slices in certain parts during its passage through the machine, and came out much modified and improved in form -- all that the attendants had to do merely being to fit the planks in their places and guide them safely through the ordeal. Elsewhere Mrs Marrot and Bob beheld a frame -- full of gigantic saws cut a large log into half a dozen planks, all in one sweep, in a few minutes -- work which would have drawn the sweat from the brows of two saw-pit men for several hours. One thing that attracted the attention of Bob very strongly was the simple process of hole-boring. Of course, in forming the massive frames of railway carriages, it becomes necessary to bore numerous holes for large nails or bolts. Often had Bob, at a neighbouring seaport, watched the heavy work and the slow progress of ship-carpenters as they pierced the planks of ships with augers; but here he beheld what he called, \"augers and drills gone mad!\" -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it, <|quote_start|>\"like all possessed.\"<|quote_end|> Some acting singly, others acting together in rows of five or six; and these excited things were perpetually whirling, whether at work or not, ready for service at a moment's notice. While Bob was gazing at one huge drill -- probably an inch and a half broad, if not more -- a man came up to it with a plank, on the surface of which were several dots at various distances. He put the plank under the drill, brought it down on a dot, whizz went the drill, and straightway there was a huge round hole right through almost before Bob had time to wink, -- and Bob was a practised hand at winking. Several holes were bored in this way, and then the plank was carried to another machine, where six lesser holes were drilled at one and the same time by six furious little augers; and thus the planks passed on from one machine to another until finished, undergoing, in the course of a few minutes, treatment that would have cost them hours of torture had they been manipulated by human hands, in addition to which the work was most beautifully, and perfectly, and regularly done.", "narrative_information_pred": {"put": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_10.flac", "original_index": 17}, {"text": "\"W'y, Willum, it seems to me that if you go on improvin' things at this rate there won't be no use in a short time for 'uman 'ands at all. We'll just 'ave to sit still an' let machinery do our work for us, an' all the trades-people will be throwd out of employment.\"", "start_byte": 172685, "end_byte": 172951, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 742.155, "cut_end_time": 756.6800625000001, "narration": {"text": " -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it,", "cut_start_time": 657.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 661.0200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "\" Some acting singly, others acting together in rows of five or six; and these excited things were perpetually whirling, whether at work or not, ready for service at a moment's notice. While Bob was gazing at one huge drill -- probably an inch and a half broad, if not more -- a man came up to it with a plank, on the surface of which were several dots at various distances. He put the plank under the drill, brought it down on a dot, whizz went the drill, and straightway there was a huge round hole right through almost before Bob had time to wink, -- and Bob was a practised hand at winking. Several holes were bored in this way, and then the plank was carried to another machine, where six lesser holes were drilled at one and the same time by six furious little augers; and thus the planks passed on from one machine to another until finished, undergoing, in the course of a few minutes, treatment that would have cost them hours of torture had they been manipulated by human hands, in addition to which the work was most beautifully, and perfectly, and regularly done.\n\nMany other operations did the visitors behold in this department -- all more or less interesting and, to them, surprising -- so that Mrs Marrot was induced at last to exclaim -- \n\n<|quote_start|>\"W'y, Willum, it seems to me that if you go on improvin' things at this rate there won't be no use in a short time for 'uman 'ands at all. We'll just 'ave to sit still an' let machinery do our work for us, an' all the trades-people will be throwd out of employment.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"How can you say that, Missis,\" said Will Garvie, \"you bein' old enough to remember the time w'en there wasn't five joiners' shops in Clatterby, with p'rhaps fifty men and boys employed, and now there's hundreds of joiners, and other shops of all kinds in the town, besides these here railway works which, as you know, keeps about 3500 hands goin' all the year round?\"\n\n\"That's so, Willum", "narrative_information_pred": {"exclaim": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 18}, {"text": "\"How can you say that, Missis,", "start_byte": 172953, "end_byte": 172983, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 757.2350219726562, "cut_end_time": 758.7200219726562, "narration": {"text": " -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it,", "cut_start_time": 657.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 661.0200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "Many other operations did the visitors behold in this department -- all more or less interesting and, to them, surprising -- so that Mrs Marrot was induced at last to exclaim -- \n\n\"W'y, Willum, it seems to me that if you go on improvin' things at this rate there won't be no use in a short time for 'uman 'ands at all. We'll just 'ave to sit still an' let machinery do our work for us, an' all the trades-people will be throwd out of employment.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"How can you say that, Missis,\"<|quote_end|> said Will Garvie, \"you bein' old enough to remember the time w'en there wasn't five joiners' shops in Clatterby, with p'rhaps fifty men and boys employed, and now there's hundreds of joiners, and other shops of all kinds in the town, besides these here railway works which, as you know, keeps about 3500 hands goin' all the year round?\"\n\n\"That's so, Willum,\" assented Mrs Marrot in a meditative tone.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 19}, {"text": "\"you bein' old enough to remember the time w'en there wasn't five joiners' shops in Clatterby, with p'rhaps fifty men and boys employed, and now there's hundreds of joiners, and other shops of all kinds in the town, besides these here railway works which, as you know, keeps about 3500 hands goin' all the year round?\"", "start_byte": 173003, "end_byte": 173321, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 760.3049951171876, "cut_end_time": 778.0900576171875, "narration": {"text": " -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it,", "cut_start_time": 657.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 661.0200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "Many other operations did the visitors behold in this department -- all more or less interesting and, to them, surprising -- so that Mrs Marrot was induced at last to exclaim -- \n\n\"W'y, Willum, it seems to me that if you go on improvin' things at this rate there won't be no use in a short time for 'uman 'ands at all. We'll just 'ave to sit still an' let machinery do our work for us, an' all the trades-people will be throwd out of employment.\"\n\n\"How can you say that, Missis,\" said Will Garvie, <|quote_start|>\"you bein' old enough to remember the time w'en there wasn't five joiners' shops in Clatterby, with p'rhaps fifty men and boys employed, and now there's hundreds of joiners, and other shops of all kinds in the town, besides these here railway works which, as you know, keeps about 3500 hands goin' all the year round?\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"That's so, Willum,\" assented Mrs Marrot in a meditative tone.\n\nThus meditating, she was conducted into the smiths' department.\n\nHere about 140 forges and 400 men were at work. Any one of these forges would have been a respectable \"smiddy\" in a country village. They stood as close to each other as the space would allow, -- so close that their showers of sparks intermingled, and kept the whole shed more or less in the condition of a chronic eruption of fireworks. To Bob's young mind it conveyed the idea of a perpetual keeping of the Queen's birthday. To his mother it was suggestive of singed garments and sudden loss of sight. The poor woman was much distressed in this department at first, but when she found, after five minutes or so, that her garments were unscathed, and her sight still unimpaired, she became reconciled to it.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 20}, {"text": "\"That's so, Willum,", "start_byte": 173323, "end_byte": 173342, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 778.954970703125, "cut_end_time": 780.030095703125, "narration": {"text": " -- augers small and great whirling furiously, or, as Bob put it,", "cut_start_time": 657.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 661.0200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_14.flac"}, "context": "\"W'y, Willum, it seems to me that if you go on improvin' things at this rate there won't be no use in a short time for 'uman 'ands at all. We'll just 'ave to sit still an' let machinery do our work for us, an' all the trades-people will be throwd out of employment.\"\n\n\"How can you say that, Missis,\" said Will Garvie, \"you bein' old enough to remember the time w'en there wasn't five joiners' shops in Clatterby, with p'rhaps fifty men and boys employed, and now there's hundreds of joiners, and other shops of all kinds in the town, besides these here railway works which, as you know, keeps about 3500 hands goin' all the year round?\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"That's so, Willum,\"<|quote_end|> assented Mrs Marrot in a meditative tone.\n\nThus meditating, she was conducted into the smiths' department.\n\nHere about 140 forges and 400 men were at work. Any one of these forges would have been a respectable \"smiddy\" in a country village. They stood as close to each other as the space would allow, -- so close that their showers of sparks intermingled, and kept the whole shed more or less in the condition of a chronic eruption of fireworks. To Bob's young mind it conveyed the idea of a perpetual keeping of the Queen's birthday. To his mother it was suggestive of singed garments and sudden loss of sight. The poor woman was much distressed in this department at first, but when she found, after five minutes or so, that her garments were unscathed, and her sight still unimpaired, she became reconciled to it.", "narrative_information_pred": {"assented": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "meditative": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_14.flac", "original_index": 21}, {"text": "\"the village blacksmith,", "start_byte": 174230, "end_byte": 174254, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 837.8150268554688, "cut_end_time": 839.1800893554688, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_15.flac"}, "context": "Here about 140 forges and 400 men were at work. Any one of these forges would have been a respectable \"smiddy\" in a country village. They stood as close to each other as the space would allow, -- so close that their showers of sparks intermingled, and kept the whole shed more or less in the condition of a chronic eruption of fireworks. To Bob's young mind it conveyed the idea of a perpetual keeping of the Queen's birthday. To his mother it was suggestive of singed garments and sudden loss of sight. The poor woman was much distressed in this department at first, but when she found, after five minutes or so, that her garments were unscathed, and her sight still unimpaired, she became reconciled to it.\n\nIn this place of busy vulcans -- each of whom was the beau-ideal of <|quote_start|>\"the village blacksmith,\"<|quote_end|> all the smaller work of the railway was done. As a specimen of this smaller work, Will Garvie drew Mrs Marrot's attention to the fact that two vulcans were engaged in twisting red-hot iron bolts an inch and a half thick into the form of hooks with as much apparent ease as if they had been hair-pins. These, he said, were hooks for couplings, the hooks by which railway carriages were attached together, and on the strength and unyielding rigidity of which the lives of hundreds of travellers might depend.", "narrative_information_pred": {"ideal": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_15.flac", "original_index": 23}, {"text": "\"Ah, you may well look at him,", "start_byte": 176123, "end_byte": 176153, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 968.0949755859375, "cut_end_time": 969.5600380859375, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_16.flac"}, "context": "The bending of them was accomplished by means of a powerful lever. It would be an endless business to detail all that was done in this workshop. Every piece of comparatively small iron-work used in the construction of railway engines, carriages, vans, and trucks, from a door-hinge to a coupling-chain, was forged in that smithy. Passing onward, they came to a workshop where iron castings of all kinds were being made; cylinders, fire-boxes, etcetera, -- and a savage-looking place it was, with numerous holes and pits of various shapes and depths in the black earthy floor, which were the moulds ready, or in preparation, for the reception of the molten metal. Still farther on they passed through a workroom where every species of brass-work was being made. And here Bob Marrot was amazed to find that the workmen turned brass on turning-lathes with as much facility as if it had been wood. Some of the pieces of brazen mechanism were very beautiful and delicate -- especially one piece, a stop-cock for letting water into a boiler, the various and complex parts of which, when contrasted with the huge workmanship of the other departments, resembled fine watch-work.\n\nAs they passed on, Bob observed a particularly small boy, in whom he involuntarily took a great and sudden interest -- he looked so small, so thin, so intelligent, and, withal, so busy.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Ah, you may well look at him,\"<|quote_end|> said Will Garvie, observing Bob's gaze. \"That boy is one of the best workers of his age in the shop.\"\n\n\"What is 'e doin'?\" inquired Bob.\n\n\"He's preparin' nuts for screws,\" replied Will, \"and gets one penny for every hundred. Most boys can do from twelve to fourteen hundred a day, so, you see, they can earn from six to seven shillin's a week; but that little feller -- they call him Tomtit Dorkin -- earns a good deal more, I believe, and he has much need to, for he has got an old granny to support. That's the work that you are soon to be set to, lad.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_16.flac", "original_index": 24}, {"text": "\"That boy is one of the best workers of his age in the shop.\"", "start_byte": 176195, "end_byte": 176256, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 972.8649926757813, "cut_end_time": 975.9900551757813, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_17.flac"}, "context": "The bending of them was accomplished by means of a powerful lever. It would be an endless business to detail all that was done in this workshop. Every piece of comparatively small iron-work used in the construction of railway engines, carriages, vans, and trucks, from a door-hinge to a coupling-chain, was forged in that smithy. Passing onward, they came to a workshop where iron castings of all kinds were being made; cylinders, fire-boxes, etcetera, -- and a savage-looking place it was, with numerous holes and pits of various shapes and depths in the black earthy floor, which were the moulds ready, or in preparation, for the reception of the molten metal. Still farther on they passed through a workroom where every species of brass-work was being made. And here Bob Marrot was amazed to find that the workmen turned brass on turning-lathes with as much facility as if it had been wood. Some of the pieces of brazen mechanism were very beautiful and delicate -- especially one piece, a stop-cock for letting water into a boiler, the various and complex parts of which, when contrasted with the huge workmanship of the other departments, resembled fine watch-work.\n\nAs they passed on, Bob observed a particularly small boy, in whom he involuntarily took a great and sudden interest -- he looked so small, so thin, so intelligent, and, withal, so busy.\n\n\"Ah, you may well look at him,\" said Will Garvie, observing Bob's gaze. <|quote_start|>\"That boy is one of the best workers of his age in the shop.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"What is 'e doin'?\" inquired Bob.\n\n\"He's preparin' nuts for screws,\" replied Will, \"and gets one penny for every hundred. Most boys can do from twelve to fourteen hundred a day, so, you see, they can earn from six to seven shillin's a week; but that little feller -- they call him Tomtit Dorkin -- earns a good deal more, I believe, and he has much need to, for he has got an old granny to support. That's the work that you are soon to be set to, lad.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 25}, {"text": "\"He's preparin' nuts for screws,", "start_byte": 176293, "end_byte": 176325, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 979.704990234375, "cut_end_time": 981.480052734375, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "The bending of them was accomplished by means of a powerful lever. It would be an endless business to detail all that was done in this workshop. Every piece of comparatively small iron-work used in the construction of railway engines, carriages, vans, and trucks, from a door-hinge to a coupling-chain, was forged in that smithy. Passing onward, they came to a workshop where iron castings of all kinds were being made; cylinders, fire-boxes, etcetera, -- and a savage-looking place it was, with numerous holes and pits of various shapes and depths in the black earthy floor, which were the moulds ready, or in preparation, for the reception of the molten metal. Still farther on they passed through a workroom where every species of brass-work was being made. And here Bob Marrot was amazed to find that the workmen turned brass on turning-lathes with as much facility as if it had been wood. Some of the pieces of brazen mechanism were very beautiful and delicate -- especially one piece, a stop-cock for letting water into a boiler, the various and complex parts of which, when contrasted with the huge workmanship of the other departments, resembled fine watch-work.\n\nAs they passed on, Bob observed a particularly small boy, in whom he involuntarily took a great and sudden interest -- he looked so small, so thin, so intelligent, and, withal, so busy.\n\n\"Ah, you may well look at him,\" said Will Garvie, observing Bob's gaze. \"That boy is one of the best workers of his age in the shop.\"\n\n\"What is 'e doin'?\" inquired Bob.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"He's preparin' nuts for screws,\"<|quote_end|> replied Will, \"and gets one penny for every hundred. Most boys can do from twelve to fourteen hundred a day, so, you see, they can earn from six to seven shillin's a week; but that little feller -- they call him Tomtit Dorkin -- earns a good deal more, I believe, and he has much need to, for he has got an old granny to support. That's the work that you are soon to be set to, lad.\"\n\n\"Is it?\" said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "narrative_information_pred": {"replied": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 27}, {"text": "\"I'm glad to 'ear it. You see, mother, when you gits to be old an' 'elpless, you'll not need to mind, 'cause I'll support you.\"", "start_byte": 176812, "end_byte": 176939, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1011.2549877929688, "cut_end_time": 1018.1401127929688, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "\"and gets one penny for every hundred. Most boys can do from twelve to fourteen hundred a day, so, you see, they can earn from six to seven shillin's a week; but that little feller -- they call him Tomtit Dorkin -- earns a good deal more, I believe, and he has much need to, for he has got an old granny to support. That's the work that you are soon to be set to, lad.\"\n\n\"Is it?\" said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit; <|quote_start|>\"I'm glad to 'ear it. You see, mother, when you gits to be old an' 'elpless, you'll not need to mind, 'cause I'll support you.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe next place they visited was the great point of attraction to Bob. It was the forge where the heavy work was done, and where the celebrated hammer and terrific pair of scissors performed their stupendous work.\n\nAt the time the visitors entered this department the various hammers chanced to be at rest, nevertheless even Mrs Marrot's comparatively ignorant mind was impressed by the colossal size and solidity of the iron engines that surrounded her. The roof of the shed in which they stood had been made unusually high in order to contain them.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_19.flac", "original_index": 30}, {"text": "\"Well, I s'pose the big 'ammer that Bob says is as 'eavy as five carts of coals must be 'ereabouts?", "start_byte": 177492, "end_byte": 177591, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1055.3649853515624, "cut_end_time": 1061.2401103515624, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_20.flac"}, "context": "The next place they visited was the great point of attraction to Bob. It was the forge where the heavy work was done, and where the celebrated hammer and terrific pair of scissors performed their stupendous work.\n\nAt the time the visitors entered this department the various hammers chanced to be at rest, nevertheless even Mrs Marrot's comparatively ignorant mind was impressed by the colossal size and solidity of the iron engines that surrounded her. The roof of the shed in which they stood had been made unusually high in order to contain them.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Well, I s'pose the big 'ammer that Bob says is as 'eavy as five carts of coals must be 'ereabouts?\"<|quote_end|> observed Mrs Marrot looking round.\n\n\"Yes, there it is,\" said Will, pointing in front of him.\n\n\"W'ere? I don't see no 'ammer.\"\n\n\"Why there, that big thing just before you,\" he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.", "narrative_information_pred": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 31}, {"text": "\"Yes, there it is,", "start_byte": 177629, "end_byte": 177647, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1065.2950048828125, "cut_end_time": 1066.3900673828125, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "At the time the visitors entered this department the various hammers chanced to be at rest, nevertheless even Mrs Marrot's comparatively ignorant mind was impressed by the colossal size and solidity of the iron engines that surrounded her. The roof of the shed in which they stood had been made unusually high in order to contain them.\n\n\"Well, I s'pose the big 'ammer that Bob says is as 'eavy as five carts of coals must be 'ereabouts?\" observed Mrs Marrot looking round.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Yes, there it is,\"<|quote_end|> said Will, pointing in front of him.\n\n\"W'ere? I don't see no 'ammer.\"\n\n\"Why there, that big thing just before you,\" he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 32}, {"text": "\"W'ere? I don't see no 'ammer.\"", "start_byte": 177687, "end_byte": 177718, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1068.9950048828125, "cut_end_time": 1070.6500048828125, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "At the time the visitors entered this department the various hammers chanced to be at rest, nevertheless even Mrs Marrot's comparatively ignorant mind was impressed by the colossal size and solidity of the iron engines that surrounded her. The roof of the shed in which they stood had been made unusually high in order to contain them.\n\n\"Well, I s'pose the big 'ammer that Bob says is as 'eavy as five carts of coals must be 'ereabouts?\" observed Mrs Marrot looking round.\n\n\"Yes, there it is,\" said Will, pointing in front of him.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"W'ere? I don't see no 'ammer.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"Why there, that big thing just before you,\" he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.\n\n\"No, no, Willum,\" said Mrs Marrot, with a smile,", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_22.flac", "original_index": 33}, {"text": "\"Why there, that big thing just before you,", "start_byte": 177720, "end_byte": 177763, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1072.2549658203125, "cut_end_time": 1074.4000908203125, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_23.flac"}, "context": "At the time the visitors entered this department the various hammers chanced to be at rest, nevertheless even Mrs Marrot's comparatively ignorant mind was impressed by the colossal size and solidity of the iron engines that surrounded her. The roof of the shed in which they stood had been made unusually high in order to contain them.\n\n\"Well, I s'pose the big 'ammer that Bob says is as 'eavy as five carts of coals must be 'ereabouts?\" observed Mrs Marrot looking round.\n\n\"Yes, there it is,\" said Will, pointing in front of him.\n\n\"W'ere? I don't see no 'ammer.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Why there, that big thing just before you,\"<|quote_end|> he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.\n\n\"No, no, Willum,\" said Mrs Marrot, with a smile,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 34}, {"text": "\"you mustn't expect me for to believe that. I may believe that the moon is made of green cheese, but I won't believe that that's a 'ammer.\"", "start_byte": 178223, "end_byte": 178362, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1105.914970703125, "cut_end_time": 1113.550033203125, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_24.flac"}, "context": "\" he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.\n\n\"No, no, Willum,\" said Mrs Marrot, with a smile, <|quote_start|>\"you mustn't expect me for to believe that. I may believe that the moon is made of green cheese, but I won't believe that that's a 'ammer.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"No: but is it, Bill?\" asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.\n\n\"Indeed it is; you shall see presently.\"\n\nSeveral stalwart workmen, with bare brawny arms, who were lounging before the closed mouth of a furnace, regarded the visitors with some amusement. One of these came forward and said -- \n\n\"You'd better stand a little way back, ma'am.\"\n\nMrs Marrot obediently retreated to a safe distance. Then the stalwart men threw open the furnace door. Mrs Marrot exclaimed, almost shrieked, with surprise at the intense light which gushed forth, casting even the modified daylight of the place into the shade. The proceedings of the stalwart men thereafter were in Mrs Marrot's eyes absolutely appalling -- almost overpowering, -- but Mrs M was tough both in mind and body. She stood her ground. Several of the men seized something inside the furnace with huge pincers, tongs, forceps -- whatever you choose to call them -- and drew partly out an immense rudely shaped bar or log of glowing irons thicker than a man's thigh. At the same time a great chain was put underneath it, and a crane of huge proportions thereafter sustained the weight of the glowing metal. By means of this crane it was drawn out of the furnace and swung round until its glowing head or end came close to the tongue before mentioned. Then some of the stalwart men grasped several iron handles, which were affixed to the cool end of the bar, and prepared themselves to act. A signal was given to a man who had not hitherto been noticed, he was so small in comparison with the machine on which he stood -- perhaps it would be better to say to which he stuck, because he was perched on a little platform about seven or eight feet from the ground, which was reached by an iron ladder, and looked down on the men who manipulated the iron bar below.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "smile": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_24.flac", "original_index": 36}, {"text": "\"No: but is it, Bill?", "start_byte": 178364, "end_byte": 178385, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1114.0849609375, "cut_end_time": 1115.9900859375, "narration": {"text": " said Bob, quite pleased at the notion of being engaged in the same employment with Tomtit;", "cut_start_time": 1005.435029296875, "cut_end_time": 1010.530029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_25.flac"}, "context": "\" he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.\n\n\"No, no, Willum,\" said Mrs Marrot, with a smile, \"you mustn't expect me for to believe that. I may believe that the moon is made of green cheese, but I won't believe that that's a 'ammer.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"No: but is it, Bill?\"<|quote_end|> asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.\n\n\"Indeed it is; you shall see presently.\"\n\nSeveral stalwart workmen, with bare brawny arms, who were lounging before the closed mouth of a furnace, regarded the visitors with some amusement. One of these came forward and said -- \n\n\"You'd better stand a little way back, ma'am.\"\n\nMrs Marrot obediently retreated to a safe distance. Then the stalwart men threw open the furnace door. Mrs Marrot exclaimed, almost shrieked, with surprise at the intense light which gushed forth, casting even the modified daylight of the place into the shade. The proceedings of the stalwart men thereafter were in Mrs Marrot's eyes absolutely appalling -- almost overpowering, -- but Mrs M was tough both in mind and body. She stood her ground. Several of the men seized something inside the furnace with huge pincers, tongs, forceps -- whatever you choose to call them -- and drew partly out an immense rudely shaped bar or log of glowing irons thicker than a man's thigh. At the same time a great chain was put underneath it, and a crane of huge proportions thereafter sustained the weight of the glowing metal. By means of this crane it was drawn out of the furnace and swung round until its glowing head or end came close to the tongue before mentioned. Then some of the stalwart men grasped several iron handles, which were affixed to the cool end of the bar, and prepared themselves to act. A signal was given to a man who had not hitherto been noticed, he was so small in comparison with the machine on which he stood -- perhaps it would be better to say to which he stuck, because he was perched on a little platform about seven or eight feet from the ground, which was reached by an iron ladder, and looked down on the men who manipulated the iron bar below.", "narrative_information_pred": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_25.flac", "original_index": 37}, {"text": "\"Indeed it is; you shall see presently.\"", "start_byte": 178446, "end_byte": 178486, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1120.2550439453123, "cut_end_time": 1122.2701064453124, "narration": {"text": " asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.", "cut_start_time": 1116.2650341796875, "cut_end_time": 1119.4000966796875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_26.flac"}, "context": "\" he said, pointing to a machine of iron, shaped something like the letter V turned upside down, with its two limbs on the earth, its stem lost in the obscurity of the root and having a sort of tongue between the two limbs, which tongue was a great square block of solid iron, apparently about five feet high and about three feet broad and deep. This tongue, Will Garvie assured his companion, was the hammer.\n\n\"No, no, Willum,\" said Mrs Marrot, with a smile, \"you mustn't expect me for to believe that. I may believe that the moon is made of green cheese, but I won't believe that that's a 'ammer.\"\n\n\"No: but is it, Bill?\" asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Indeed it is; you shall see presently.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nSeveral stalwart workmen, with bare brawny arms, who were lounging before the closed mouth of a furnace, regarded the visitors with some amusement. One of these came forward and said -- \n\n\"You'd better stand a little way back, ma'am.\"\n\nMrs Marrot obediently retreated to a safe distance. Then the stalwart men threw open the furnace door. Mrs Marrot exclaimed, almost shrieked, with surprise at the intense light which gushed forth, casting even the modified daylight of the place into the shade. The proceedings of the stalwart men thereafter were in Mrs Marrot's eyes absolutely appalling -- almost overpowering, -- but Mrs M was tough both in mind and body. She stood her ground. Several of the men seized something inside the furnace with huge pincers, tongs, forceps -- whatever you choose to call them -- and drew partly out an immense rudely shaped bar or log of glowing irons thicker than a man's thigh. At the same time a great chain was put underneath it, and a crane of huge proportions thereafter sustained the weight of the glowing metal. By means of this crane it was drawn out of the furnace and swung round until its glowing head or end came close to the tongue before mentioned. Then some of the stalwart men grasped several iron handles, which were affixed to the cool end of the bar, and prepared themselves to act. A signal was given to a man who had not hitherto been noticed, he was so small in comparison with the machine on which he stood -- perhaps it would be better to say to which he stuck, because he was perched on a little platform about seven or eight feet from the ground, which was reached by an iron ladder, and looked down on the men who manipulated the iron bar below.", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_26.flac", "original_index": 38}, {"text": "\"You'd better stand a little way back, ma'am.\"", "start_byte": 178676, "end_byte": 178722, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1135.79505859375, "cut_end_time": 1137.7400585937498, "narration": {"text": " asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.", "cut_start_time": 1116.2650341796875, "cut_end_time": 1119.4000966796875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_27.flac"}, "context": "\"you mustn't expect me for to believe that. I may believe that the moon is made of green cheese, but I won't believe that that's a 'ammer.\"\n\n\"No: but is it, Bill?\" asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.\n\n\"Indeed it is; you shall see presently.\"\n\nSeveral stalwart workmen, with bare brawny arms, who were lounging before the closed mouth of a furnace, regarded the visitors with some amusement. One of these came forward and said -- \n\n<|quote_start|>\"You'd better stand a little way back, ma'am.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nMrs Marrot obediently retreated to a safe distance. Then the stalwart men threw open the furnace door. Mrs Marrot exclaimed, almost shrieked, with surprise at the intense light which gushed forth, casting even the modified daylight of the place into the shade. The proceedings of the stalwart men thereafter were in Mrs Marrot's eyes absolutely appalling -- almost overpowering, -- but Mrs M was tough both in mind and body. She stood her ground. Several of the men seized something inside the furnace with huge pincers, tongs, forceps -- whatever you choose to call them -- and drew partly out an immense rudely shaped bar or log of glowing irons thicker than a man's thigh. At the same time a great chain was put underneath it, and a crane of huge proportions thereafter sustained the weight of the glowing metal. By means of this crane it was drawn out of the furnace and swung round until its glowing head or end came close to the tongue before mentioned. Then some of the stalwart men grasped several iron handles, which were affixed to the cool end of the bar, and prepared themselves to act. A signal was given to a man who had not hitherto been noticed, he was so small in comparison with the machine on which he stood -- perhaps it would be better to say to which he stuck, because he was perched on a little platform about seven or eight feet from the ground, which was reached by an iron ladder, and looked down on the men who manipulated the iron bar below.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_27.flac", "original_index": 39}, {"text": "\"five-carts-of-coals weight", "start_byte": 180582, "end_byte": 180609, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 1261.0549560546874, "cut_end_time": 1262.7800185546873, "narration": {"text": " asked Bob, whose eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.", "cut_start_time": 1116.2650341796875, "cut_end_time": 1119.4000966796875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/7851.ironhorse_09_ballantyne_64kb_28.flac"}, "context": "Mrs Marrot obediently retreated to a safe distance. Then the stalwart men threw open the furnace door. Mrs Marrot exclaimed, almost shrieked, with surprise at the intense light which gushed forth, casting even the modified daylight of the place into the shade. The proceedings of the stalwart men thereafter were in Mrs Marrot's eyes absolutely appalling -- almost overpowering, -- but Mrs M was tough both in mind and body. She stood her ground. Several of the men seized something inside the furnace with huge pincers, tongs, forceps -- whatever you choose to call them -- and drew partly out an immense rudely shaped bar or log of glowing irons thicker than a man's thigh. At the same time a great chain was put underneath it, and a crane of huge proportions thereafter sustained the weight of the glowing metal. By means of this crane it was drawn out of the furnace and swung round until its glowing head or end came close to the tongue before mentioned. Then some of the stalwart men grasped several iron handles, which were affixed to the cool end of the bar, and prepared themselves to act. A signal was given to a man who had not hitherto been noticed, he was so small in comparison with the machine on which he stood -- perhaps it would be better to say to which he stuck, because he was perched on a little platform about seven or eight feet from the ground, which was reached by an iron ladder, and looked down on the men who manipulated the iron bar below.\n\nOn receiving the signal, this man moved a small lever. It cost him no effort whatever, nevertheless it raised the iron tongue about six feet in the air, revealing the fact that it had been resting on another square block of iron embedded in the earth. This latter was the anvil. On the anvil the end of the white-hot bar was immediately laid. 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Nevertheless this young woman, whose name was May Maylands, played on them with a constancy and a deft rapidity worthy of a great, if not a musical, cause. From dawn to dusk, and day by day, did she keep those three keys clicking and clittering, as if her life depended on the result; and so in truth it did, to some extent, for her bread and butter depended on her performances on that very meagre piano.\n\nAlthough an artless and innocent young girl, fresh from the western shores of Erin, May had a peculiar, and, in one of her age and sex, almost pert way of putting questions, to which she often received quaint and curious replies.\n\nFor instance one afternoon she addressed to a learned doctor the following query: -- \n\n<|quote_start|>\"Can you send copy last prescription? Lost it. Face red as a carrot. In agonies! What shall I do? Help!\"<|quote_end|>\n\nTo which the learned doctor gave the matter-of-fact but inelegant reply: -- \n\n\"Stick your feet in hot water. Go to bed at once. 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The hamlet, near which the cottage stood, nestled under the shelter of a cliff as if in expectation and dread of being riven from its foundations by the howling winds, or whelmed in the surging waves. The cottage itself was on the outskirts of the hamlet, farther to the south. The mind of May entered through its closed door, -- for mind, like electricity, laughs at bolts and bars.", "narrative_information_pred": {"answer": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_2.flac", "original_index": 2}, {"text": "\"Buy the horse at any price. He's a spanker. Let the pigs go for what they'll fetch.\"", "start_byte": 19304, "end_byte": 19389, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 439.6949890136719, "cut_end_time": 443.6201140136719, "narration": {"text": "That evening as May left the Post-Office and turned sharply into the dark street she came into collision with a letter-carrier.", "cut_start_time": 459.5250085449219, "cut_end_time": 466.4700710449219, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_3.flac"}, "context": "May's three-keyed machine, by the way, did not actually send forth the electricity. It only punched holes in a long tape of white paper, which holes, according to their relative arrangement, represented the alphabet. Having punched a message by playing on the keys, she transferred her tape to the electric machine at her elbow and passed it through. This transmitting machine was automatic or self acting. It required only to be fed with perforated tapes. In Ireland the receiving-machine presented its messages in the form of dots and dashes, which, according to arrangement, became alphabetic. You don't understand this, reader, eh? It would be surprising if you did! A treatise on electric telegraphy would be required to make it clear -- supposing you to have a mechanical turn of mind. Suffice it to say that the Wheatstone telegraph instrument tapes off its messages at the rate of 100 words a minute.\n\nBut to return -- \n\nWith a sigh May Maylands cast her eyes on the uppermost telegram. It ran thus: -- \n\n<|quote_start|>\"Buy the horse at any price. He's a spanker. Let the pigs go for what they'll fetch.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThis was enough. 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His grandmother was one of those almost indestructible specimens of humanity who live on until the visage becomes deeply corrugated, contemporaries have become extinct, and age has become a matter of uncertainty. Flint had always been a good grandson, but when his wife died the love he had borne to her seemed to have been transferred with additional vehemence to the \"old 'ooman.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"objected": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_7.flac", "original_index": 8}, {"text": "\"That's true, Miss May, it ain't, but I'm only goin' round a bit by St. Paul's Churchyard. There's a shop there where they sell the sausages my old 'ooman's so fond of. It don't add more than a few yards to the road home.\"", "start_byte": 20260, "end_byte": 20482, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 495.34498657226567, "cut_end_time": 506.03011157226564, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, placing the paper of sausages on the table on entering his humble abode, and proceeding to divest himself of his waterproof cape;", "cut_start_time": 542.2949731445312, "cut_end_time": 549.9200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_8.flac"}, "context": "\"I beg your pardon. The sleet drivin' in my face prevented my seeing you. You're not hurt I hope.\"\n\n\"No, Mr Flint, you haven't hurt me,\" said May, laughing, as she recognised the voice of her own landlord.\n\n\"Why, it's you, Miss May! Now isn't that good luck, my turnin' up just in the nick o' time to see you home? Here, catch hold of my arm. The wind's fit to tear the lamp-posts up by the roots.\"\n\n\"But this is not the way home,\" objected the girl.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"That's true, Miss May, it ain't, but I'm only goin' round a bit by St. Paul's Churchyard. There's a shop there where they sell the sausages my old 'ooman's so fond of. It don't add more than a few yards to the road home.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe old 'ooman to whom Solomon Flint referred was his grandmother. Flint himself had spent the greater part of his life in the service of the Post-Office, and was now a widower, well stricken in years. His grandmother was one of those almost indestructible specimens of humanity who live on until the visage becomes deeply corrugated, contemporaries have become extinct, and age has become a matter of uncertainty. 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Flint himself had spent the greater part of his life in the service of the Post-Office, and was now a widower, well stricken in years. His grandmother was one of those almost indestructible specimens of humanity who live on until the visage becomes deeply corrugated, contemporaries have become extinct, and age has become a matter of uncertainty. 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Flint himself had spent the greater part of his life in the service of the Post-Office, and was now a widower, well stricken in years. His grandmother was one of those almost indestructible specimens of humanity who live on until the visage becomes deeply corrugated, contemporaries have become extinct, and age has become a matter of uncertainty. Flint had always been a good grandson, but when his wife died the love he had borne to her seemed to have been transferred with additional vehemence to the \"old 'ooman.\"\n\n\"There's a present for you, old 'ooman,\" said Flint, placing the paper of sausages on the table on entering his humble abode, and proceeding to divest himself of his waterproof cape; <|quote_start|>\"just let me catch hold of a fryin'-pan and I'll give you to understand what a blow-out means.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"You're a good laddie, Sol,\" said the old woman, rousing herself and speaking in a voice that sounded as if it had begun its career far back in the previous century.\n\nMrs Flint was Scotch, and, although she had lived from early womanhood in London, had retained something of the tone and much of the pronunciation of the land o' cakes.\n\n\"Ye'll be wat, lassie,\" she said to May, who was putting off her bonnet and shawl in a corner. \"No, Grannie,\" returned the girl, using a term which the old woman had begged her to adopt,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_10.flac", "original_index": 12}, {"text": "\"You're a good laddie, Sol,", "start_byte": 21350, "end_byte": 21377, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 555.6050024414063, "cut_end_time": 556.7900649414063, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, placing the paper of sausages on the table on entering his humble abode, and proceeding to divest himself of his waterproof cape;", "cut_start_time": 542.2949731445312, "cut_end_time": 549.9200356445313, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_11.flac"}, "context": "The old 'ooman to whom Solomon Flint referred was his grandmother. Flint himself had spent the greater part of his life in the service of the Post-Office, and was now a widower, well stricken in years. His grandmother was one of those almost indestructible specimens of humanity who live on until the visage becomes deeply corrugated, contemporaries have become extinct, and age has become a matter of uncertainty. Flint had always been a good grandson, but when his wife died the love he had borne to her seemed to have been transferred with additional vehemence to the \"old 'ooman.\"\n\n\"There's a present for you, old 'ooman,\" said Flint, placing the paper of sausages on the table on entering his humble abode, and proceeding to divest himself of his waterproof cape; \"just let me catch hold of a fryin'-pan and I'll give you to understand what a blow-out means.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"You're a good laddie, Sol,\"<|quote_end|> said the old woman, rousing herself and speaking in a voice that sounded as if it had begun its career far back in the previous century.\n\nMrs Flint was Scotch, and, although she had lived from early womanhood in London, had retained something of the tone and much of the pronunciation of the land o' cakes.\n\n\"Ye'll be wat, lassie,\" she said to May, who was putting off her bonnet and shawl in a corner. \"No, Grannie,\" returned the girl, using a term which the old woman had begged her to adopt,", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_11.flac", "original_index": 13}, {"text": "\"Ye'll be wat, lassie,", "start_byte": 21687, "end_byte": 21709, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 575.3749731445313, "cut_end_time": 576.6000356445313, "narration": {"text": "Mrs Flint was Scotch, and, although she had lived from early womanhood in London, had retained something of the tone and much of the pronunciation of the land o' cakes.", "cut_start_time": 565.595029296875, "cut_end_time": 574.720029296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_12.flac"}, "context": "\"just let me catch hold of a fryin'-pan and I'll give you to understand what a blow-out means.\"\n\n\"You're a good laddie, Sol,\" said the old woman, rousing herself and speaking in a voice that sounded as if it had begun its career far back in the previous century.\n\nMrs Flint was Scotch, and, although she had lived from early womanhood in London, had retained something of the tone and much of the pronunciation of the land o' cakes.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Ye'll be wat, lassie,\"<|quote_end|> she said to May, who was putting off her bonnet and shawl in a corner. \"No, Grannie,\" returned the girl, using a term which the old woman had begged her to adopt, \"I'm not wet, only a little damp.\"\n\n\"Change your feet, lassie, direc'ly, or you'll tak' cauld,\" said Mrs Flint in a peremptory tone.\n\nMay laughed gently and retired to her private boudoir to change her shoes. The boudoir was not more than eight feet by ten in size, and very poorly furnished, but its neat, methodical arrangements betokened in its owner a refined and orderly mind. There were a few books in a stand on the table, and a flower-pot on the window-sill. Among the pegs and garments on the walls was a square piece of cardboard, on which was emblazoned in scarlet silk, the text, \"God is love.\" This hung at the foot of the bed, so as to be the first object to greet the girl's eyes on awaking each morning. Below it hung a row of photographs, embracing the late Reverend James Maylands, his widow, his son Philip, his distant relative Madge, and the baby. These were so arranged as to catch the faint gleam of light that penetrated the window; but as there was a twenty-foot brick wall in front of the window at a distance of two yards, the gleam, even on a summer noon, was not intense. In winter it was barely sufficient to render darkness visible.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_12.flac", "original_index": 14}, {"text": "\"I'm not wet, only a little damp.\"", "start_byte": 21874, "end_byte": 21908, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 586.135009765625, "cut_end_time": 588.110072265625, "narration": {"text": " said May, returning to the front room, where the sausages were already hissing deliciously,", "cut_start_time": 718.57498046875, "cut_end_time": 722.99004296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_13.flac"}, "context": "\" said the old woman, rousing herself and speaking in a voice that sounded as if it had begun its career far back in the previous century.\n\nMrs Flint was Scotch, and, although she had lived from early womanhood in London, had retained something of the tone and much of the pronunciation of the land o' cakes.\n\n\"Ye'll be wat, lassie,\" she said to May, who was putting off her bonnet and shawl in a corner. \"No, Grannie,\" returned the girl, using a term which the old woman had begged her to adopt, <|quote_start|>\"I'm not wet, only a little damp.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"Change your feet, lassie, direc'ly, or you'll tak' cauld,\" said Mrs Flint in a peremptory tone.\n\nMay laughed gently and retired to her private boudoir to change her shoes. The boudoir was not more than eight feet by ten in size, and very poorly furnished, but its neat, methodical arrangements betokened in its owner a refined and orderly mind. There were a few books in a stand on the table, and a flower-pot on the window-sill. Among the pegs and garments on the walls was a square piece of cardboard, on which was emblazoned in scarlet silk, the text, \"God is love.\" This hung at the foot of the bed, so as to be the first object to greet the girl's eyes on awaking each morning. Below it hung a row of photographs, embracing the late Reverend James Maylands, his widow, his son Philip, his distant relative Madge, and the baby. These were so arranged as to catch the faint gleam of light that penetrated the window; but as there was a twenty-foot brick wall in front of the window at a distance of two yards, the gleam, even on a summer noon, was not intense. In winter it was barely sufficient to render darkness visible.", "narrative_information_pred": {"using": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_13.flac", "original_index": 16}, {"text": "\"Change your feet, lassie, direc'ly, or you'll tak' cauld,", "start_byte": 21910, "end_byte": 21968, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 590.395009765625, "cut_end_time": 593.280009765625, "narration": {"text": " said May, returning to the front room, where the sausages were already hissing deliciously,", "cut_start_time": 718.57498046875, "cut_end_time": 722.99004296875, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_14.flac"}, "context": "Mrs Flint was Scotch, and, although she had lived from early womanhood in London, had retained something of the tone and much of the pronunciation of the land o' cakes.\n\n\"Ye'll be wat, lassie,\" she said to May, who was putting off her bonnet and shawl in a corner. \"No, Grannie,\" returned the girl, using a term which the old woman had begged her to adopt, \"I'm not wet, only a little damp.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Change your feet, lassie, direc'ly, or you'll tak' cauld,\"<|quote_end|> said Mrs Flint in a peremptory tone.\n\nMay laughed gently and retired to her private boudoir to change her shoes. The boudoir was not more than eight feet by ten in size, and very poorly furnished, but its neat, methodical arrangements betokened in its owner a refined and orderly mind. There were a few books in a stand on the table, and a flower-pot on the window-sill. Among the pegs and garments on the walls was a square piece of cardboard, on which was emblazoned in scarlet silk, the text, \"God is love.\" This hung at the foot of the bed, so as to be the first object to greet the girl's eyes on awaking each morning. Below it hung a row of photographs, embracing the late Reverend James Maylands, his widow, his son Philip, his distant relative Madge, and the baby. These were so arranged as to catch the faint gleam of light that penetrated the window; but as there was a twenty-foot brick wall in front of the window at a distance of two yards, the gleam, even on a summer noon, was not intense. In winter it was barely sufficient to render darkness visible.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "peremptory": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_14.flac", "original_index": 17}, {"text": "\"what news have you for me to-night?\"", "start_byte": 24118, "end_byte": 24155, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 723.6349853515625, "cut_end_time": 726.0900478515625, "narration": {"text": "She sat down beside the old woman, took her hand and spoke in that cheery, cosy, confidential way which renders some women so attractive.", "cut_start_time": 726.025, "cut_end_time": 734.4, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_15.flac"}, "context": "Poor May Maylands! It was a tremendous change to her from the free air and green fields of Ireland to a small back street in the heart of London; but necessity had required the change. Her mother's income could not comfortably support the family. Her own salary, besides supporting herself, was devoted to the enlargement of that income, and as it amounted to only 50 pounds a year, there was not much left to pay for lodgings, etcetera. It is true Miss Lillycrop would have gladly furnished May with board and lodging free, but her house was in the neighbourhood of Pimlico, and May's duties made it necessary that she should live within a short distance of the General Post-Office. Miss Lillycrop had heard of the Flints as being good-hearted and trusty people, and advised her cousin to board with them, at least until some better arrangement could be made for her. Meanwhile May was to go and spend part of every Sunday with Miss Lillycrop at Number 9 Purr Street.\n\n\"Well, Grannie,\" said May, returning to the front room, where the sausages were already hissing deliciously, <|quote_start|>\"what news have you for me to-night?\"<|quote_end|>\n\nShe sat down beside the old woman, took her hand and spoke in that cheery, cosy, confidential way which renders some women so attractive.\n\n\"Deed, May, there's little but the auld story -- Mercies, mornin', noon, and night. But, oo ay, I was maist forgettin'; Miss Lillycrap was here, an left ye a message o' some sort.\"\n\n\"And what was the message, Grannie?\"\n\n\"She's gone and forgot it,\" said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_15.flac", "original_index": 20}, {"text": "\"Deed, May, there's little but the auld story -- Mercies, mornin', noon, and night. But, oo ay, I was maist forgettin'; Miss Lillycrap was here, an left ye a message o' some sort.\"", "start_byte": 24296, "end_byte": 24476, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 734.6949975585937, "cut_end_time": 745.4600600585937, "narration": {"text": " said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint.", "cut_start_time": 750.4350073242188, "cut_end_time": 760.0300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_16.flac"}, "context": "Poor May Maylands! It was a tremendous change to her from the free air and green fields of Ireland to a small back street in the heart of London; but necessity had required the change. Her mother's income could not comfortably support the family. Her own salary, besides supporting herself, was devoted to the enlargement of that income, and as it amounted to only 50 pounds a year, there was not much left to pay for lodgings, etcetera. It is true Miss Lillycrop would have gladly furnished May with board and lodging free, but her house was in the neighbourhood of Pimlico, and May's duties made it necessary that she should live within a short distance of the General Post-Office. Miss Lillycrop had heard of the Flints as being good-hearted and trusty people, and advised her cousin to board with them, at least until some better arrangement could be made for her. Meanwhile May was to go and spend part of every Sunday with Miss Lillycrop at Number 9 Purr Street.\n\n\"Well, Grannie,\" said May, returning to the front room, where the sausages were already hissing deliciously, \"what news have you for me to-night?\"\n\nShe sat down beside the old woman, took her hand and spoke in that cheery, cosy, confidential way which renders some women so attractive.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Deed, May, there's little but the auld story -- Mercies, mornin', noon, and night. But, oo ay, I was maist forgettin'; Miss Lillycrap was here, an left ye a message o' some sort.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"And what was the message, Grannie?\"\n\n\"She's gone and forgot it,\" said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint. \"You've no chance of getting it now, Miss May, for I've noticed that when the old 'ooman once forgets a thing it don't come back to her -- except, p'r'aps, a week or two afterwards. Come now, draw in and go to work. But, p'r'aps, Dollops may have heard the message. Hallo! Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"spoke": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "cheery": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "cosy": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "confidential": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_16.flac", "original_index": 21}, {"text": "\"And what was the message, Grannie?\"", "start_byte": 24478, "end_byte": 24514, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 746.5049951171875, "cut_end_time": 747.6500576171875, "narration": {"text": " said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint.", "cut_start_time": 750.4350073242188, "cut_end_time": 760.0300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_17.flac"}, "context": "\"Well, Grannie,\" said May, returning to the front room, where the sausages were already hissing deliciously, \"what news have you for me to-night?\"\n\nShe sat down beside the old woman, took her hand and spoke in that cheery, cosy, confidential way which renders some women so attractive.\n\n\"Deed, May, there's little but the auld story -- Mercies, mornin', noon, and night. 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Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_17.flac", "original_index": 22}, {"text": "\"She's gone and forgot it,", "start_byte": 24516, "end_byte": 24542, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 748.75498046875, "cut_end_time": 750.26010546875, "narration": {"text": " said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint.", "cut_start_time": 750.4350073242188, "cut_end_time": 760.0300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_18.flac"}, "context": "\"what news have you for me to-night?\"\n\nShe sat down beside the old woman, took her hand and spoke in that cheery, cosy, confidential way which renders some women so attractive.\n\n\"Deed, May, there's little but the auld story -- Mercies, mornin', noon, and night. But, oo ay, I was maist forgettin'; Miss Lillycrap was here, an left ye a message o' some sort.\"\n\n\"And what was the message, Grannie?\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"She's gone and forgot it,\"<|quote_end|> said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint. \"You've no chance of getting it now, Miss May, for I've noticed that when the old 'ooman once forgets a thing it don't come back to her -- except, p'r'aps, a week or two afterwards. Come now, draw in and go to work. But, p'r'aps, Dollops may have heard the message. Hallo! Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_18.flac", "original_index": 23}, {"text": "\"You've no chance of getting it now, Miss May, for I've noticed that when the old 'ooman once forgets a thing it don't come back to her -- except, p'r'aps, a week or two afterwards. Come now, draw in and go to work. But, p'r'aps, Dollops may have heard the message. Hallo! Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"", "start_byte": 24730, "end_byte": 25054, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 760.0550000000001, "cut_end_time": 775.69, "narration": {"text": " said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint.", "cut_start_time": 750.4350073242188, "cut_end_time": 760.0300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_19.flac"}, "context": "\"Deed, May, there's little but the auld story -- Mercies, mornin', noon, and night. But, oo ay, I was maist forgettin'; Miss Lillycrap was here, an left ye a message o' some sort.\"\n\n\"And what was the message, Grannie?\"\n\n\"She's gone and forgot it,\" said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint. <|quote_start|>\"You've no chance of getting it now, Miss May, for I've noticed that when the old 'ooman once forgets a thing it don't come back to her -- except, p'r'aps, a week or two afterwards. Come now, draw in and go to work. But, p'r'aps, Dollops may have heard the message. Hallo! Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nDollops -- the little girl above referred to -- was particularly small and shy, ineffably stupid, and remarkably fat. It was the last quality which induced Solomon to call her Dollops. Her hair and garments stuck out from her in wild dishevelment, but she was not dirty. Nothing belonging to Mrs Flint was allowed to become dirty.\n\n\"Did you see Miss Lillycrop, Dollops?\" asked Solomon, as the child emerged from some sort of back kitchen.\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_19.flac", "original_index": 24}, {"text": "\"Did you see Miss Lillycrop, Dollops?", "start_byte": 25388, "end_byte": 25425, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 800.3850048828125, "cut_end_time": 802.0500048828126, "narration": {"text": " said Solomon Flint, putting the sausages on the table, which had already been spread for supper by a stout little girl who was the sole domestic of the house and attendant on Mrs Flint.", "cut_start_time": 750.4350073242188, "cut_end_time": 760.0300073242188, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_20.flac"}, "context": "\"You've no chance of getting it now, Miss May, for I've noticed that when the old 'ooman once forgets a thing it don't come back to her -- except, p'r'aps, a week or two afterwards. Come now, draw in and go to work. But, p'r'aps, Dollops may have heard the message. Hallo! Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"\n\nDollops -- the little girl above referred to -- was particularly small and shy, ineffably stupid, and remarkably fat. It was the last quality which induced Solomon to call her Dollops. Her hair and garments stuck out from her in wild dishevelment, but she was not dirty. Nothing belonging to Mrs Flint was allowed to become dirty.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Did you see Miss Lillycrop, Dollops?\"<|quote_end|> asked Solomon, as the child emerged from some sort of back kitchen.\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"\n\n\"Did you hear her leave a message?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_20.flac", "original_index": 25}, {"text": "\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"", "start_byte": 25496, "end_byte": 25540, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 806.2950170898438, "cut_end_time": 808.6600795898438, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_21.flac"}, "context": "\"You've no chance of getting it now, Miss May, for I've noticed that when the old 'ooman once forgets a thing it don't come back to her -- except, p'r'aps, a week or two afterwards. Come now, draw in and go to work. But, p'r'aps, Dollops may have heard the message. Hallo! Dollops! come here, and bring the kettle with you.\"\n\nDollops -- the little girl above referred to -- was particularly small and shy, ineffably stupid, and remarkably fat. It was the last quality which induced Solomon to call her Dollops. Her hair and garments stuck out from her in wild dishevelment, but she was not dirty. Nothing belonging to Mrs Flint was allowed to become dirty.\n\n\"Did you see Miss Lillycrop, Dollops?\" asked Solomon, as the child emerged from some sort of back kitchen.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"Did you hear her leave a message?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"\n\n\"What was she so glad about?\" demanded Solomon.\n\n\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_21.flac", "original_index": 26}, {"text": "\"Did you hear her leave a message?\"", "start_byte": 25542, "end_byte": 25577, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 809.4350122070313, "cut_end_time": 811.0000747070312, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_22.flac"}, "context": "Dollops -- the little girl above referred to -- was particularly small and shy, ineffably stupid, and remarkably fat. It was the last quality which induced Solomon to call her Dollops. Her hair and garments stuck out from her in wild dishevelment, but she was not dirty. Nothing belonging to Mrs Flint was allowed to become dirty.\n\n\"Did you see Miss Lillycrop, Dollops?\" asked Solomon, as the child emerged from some sort of back kitchen.\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Did you hear her leave a message?\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"\n\n\"What was she so glad about?\" demanded Solomon.\n\n\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_22.flac", "original_index": 27}, {"text": "\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"", "start_byte": 25579, "end_byte": 25823, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 811.7050024414062, "cut_end_time": 824.2800649414063, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_23.flac"}, "context": "Dollops -- the little girl above referred to -- was particularly small and shy, ineffably stupid, and remarkably fat. It was the last quality which induced Solomon to call her Dollops. Her hair and garments stuck out from her in wild dishevelment, but she was not dirty. Nothing belonging to Mrs Flint was allowed to become dirty.\n\n\"Did you see Miss Lillycrop, Dollops?\" asked Solomon, as the child emerged from some sort of back kitchen.\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"\n\n\"Did you hear her leave a message?\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"<|quote_end|>\n\n\"What was she so glad about?\" demanded Solomon.\n\n\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"\n\n\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_23.flac", "original_index": 28}, {"text": "\"What was she so glad about?", "start_byte": 25825, "end_byte": 25853, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 825.2950268554688, "cut_end_time": 826.5400268554688, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_24.flac"}, "context": "\"Yes, sir, I did; I saw'd 'er a-goin' hout.\"\n\n\"Did you hear her leave a message?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"What was she so glad about?\"<|quote_end|> demanded Solomon.\n\n\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"\n\n\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child", "narrative_information_pred": {"demanded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_24.flac", "original_index": 29}, {"text": "\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child,", "start_byte": 26154, "end_byte": 26197, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 841.5250073242188, "cut_end_time": 843.5700073242188, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_25.flac"}, "context": "\"Yes, sir, I did. I 'eard 'er say to missis, `Be sure that you give May Maylands my love, an tell 'er wotever she do to keep 'er feet dry, an' don't forgit the message, an' say I'm so glad about it, though it's not much to speak of arter all!'\"\n\n\"What was she so glad about?\" demanded Solomon.\n\n\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"\n\n<|quote_start|>\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child,\"<|quote_end|> said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression. \"You can't remember it, I s'pose, eh?\"\n\nMrs Flint shook her head and began to eat.\n\n\"That's right, old 'ooman,\" said her grandson, patting her shoulder; \"heap up the coals, mayhap it'll revive the memory.\"\n\nBut Mrs Flint's memory was not so easily revived. She became more abstracted than usual in her efforts to recover it. Supper passed and was cleared away. The old woman was placed in her easy chair in front of the fire with the cat -- her chief evening amusement -- on her knee; the letter-carrier went out for his evening walk; Dollops proceeded miscellaneously to clean up and smash the crockery, and May sat down to indite an epistle to the inmates of Rocky Cottage.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_25.flac", "original_index": 30}, {"text": "\"You can't remember it, I s'pose, eh?\"", "start_byte": 26296, "end_byte": 26334, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 849.1950122070313, "cut_end_time": 851.1300122070313, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_26.flac"}, "context": "\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"\n\n\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child,\" said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression. <|quote_start|>\"You can't remember it, I s'pose, eh?\"<|quote_end|>\n\nMrs Flint shook her head and began to eat.\n\n\"That's right, old 'ooman,\" said her grandson, patting her shoulder; \"heap up the coals, mayhap it'll revive the memory.\"\n\nBut Mrs Flint's memory was not so easily revived. She became more abstracted than usual in her efforts to recover it. Supper passed and was cleared away. The old woman was placed in her easy chair in front of the fire with the cat -- her chief evening amusement -- on her knee; the letter-carrier went out for his evening walk; Dollops proceeded miscellaneously to clean up and smash the crockery, and May sat down to indite an epistle to the inmates of Rocky Cottage.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_26.flac", "original_index": 31}, {"text": "\"That's right, old 'ooman,", "start_byte": 26380, "end_byte": 26406, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 856.265009765625, "cut_end_time": 857.280072265625, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_27.flac"}, "context": "\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"\n\n\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child,\" said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression. \"You can't remember it, I s'pose, eh?\"\n\nMrs Flint shook her head and began to eat.\n\n<|quote_start|>\"That's right, old 'ooman,\"<|quote_end|> said her grandson, patting her shoulder; \"heap up the coals, mayhap it'll revive the memory.\"\n\nBut Mrs Flint's memory was not so easily revived. She became more abstracted than usual in her efforts to recover it. Supper passed and was cleared away. The old woman was placed in her easy chair in front of the fire with the cat -- her chief evening amusement -- on her knee; the letter-carrier went out for his evening walk; Dollops proceeded miscellaneously to clean up and smash the crockery, and May sat down to indite an epistle to the inmates of Rocky Cottage.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_27.flac", "original_index": 32}, {"text": "\"heap up the coals, mayhap it'll revive the memory.\"", "start_byte": 26449, "end_byte": 26501, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 859.7949926757813, "cut_end_time": 862.0701176757813, "narration": {"text": " said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression.", "cut_start_time": 843.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 848.6901005859376, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_28.flac"}, "context": "\"I dun know, sir. She said no more in my 'earin' than that. I only comed in w'en she was a-goin' hout. P'r'aps it was about the findin' of 'er gloves in 'er pocket w'en she was a talkin' to missis, which she thought she'd lost, though they wasn't wuth pickin' up out of the -- \"\n\n\"Pooh! be off to your pots an' pans, child,\" said Flint, turning to his grandmother, who sat staring at the sausages with a blank expression. \"You can't remember it, I s'pose, eh?\"\n\nMrs Flint shook her head and began to eat.\n\n\"That's right, old 'ooman,\" said her grandson, patting her shoulder; <|quote_start|>\"heap up the coals, mayhap it'll revive the memory.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nBut Mrs Flint's memory was not so easily revived. She became more abstracted than usual in her efforts to recover it. Supper passed and was cleared away. The old woman was placed in her easy chair in front of the fire with the cat -- her chief evening amusement -- on her knee; the letter-carrier went out for his evening walk; Dollops proceeded miscellaneously to clean up and smash the crockery, and May sat down to indite an epistle to the inmates of Rocky Cottage.", "narrative_information_pred": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_28.flac", "original_index": 33}, {"text": "\"it wasn't a message, it was a letter!\"", "start_byte": 27151, "end_byte": 27190, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 901.0350048828125, "cut_end_time": 903.0600048828126, "narration": {"text": " she cried, and hit the cat an involuntary slap on the face which sent it with a caterwaul of indignant surprise from her knee,", "cut_start_time": 893.4150024414063, "cut_end_time": 900.5800649414062, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_29.flac"}, "context": "But Mrs Flint's memory was not so easily revived. She became more abstracted than usual in her efforts to recover it. Supper passed and was cleared away. The old woman was placed in her easy chair in front of the fire with the cat -- her chief evening amusement -- on her knee; the letter-carrier went out for his evening walk; Dollops proceeded miscellaneously to clean up and smash the crockery, and May sat down to indite an epistle to the inmates of Rocky Cottage.\n\nSuddenly Mrs Flint uttered an exclamation.\n\n\"May!\" she cried, and hit the cat an involuntary slap on the face which sent it with a caterwaul of indignant surprise from her knee, <|quote_start|>\"it wasn't a message, it was a letter!\"<|quote_end|>\n\nHaving thus unburdened her mind the old woman relapsed into the previous century, from which she could not be recalled. May, therefore, made a diligent search for the letter, and found it at last under a cracked teapot on the mantelpiece, where Mrs Flint had told Miss Lillycrop to place it for safety.\n\nIt was short but satisfactory, and ran thus: -- \n\n\"DEAREST MAY, -- I've been to see my friend `in power,' and he says it's `all right,' that you've only to get your brother over as soon as possible, and he'll see to getting him a situation. The enclosed paper is for his and your guidance. Excuse haste. -- Your affectionate coz, SARAH LILLYCROP.\"", "narrative_information_pred": {"hit": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_29.flac", "original_index": 35}, {"text": "\"DEAREST MAY, -- I've been to see my friend `in power,' and he says it's `all right,' that you've only to get your brother over as soon as possible, and he'll see to getting him a situation. The enclosed paper is for his and your guidance. Excuse haste. -- Your affectionate coz, SARAH LILLYCROP.\"", "start_byte": 27546, "end_byte": 27843, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 925.90501953125, "cut_end_time": 941.43001953125, "narration": {"text": "It need hardly be said that May Maylands finished her letter with increased satisfaction, and posted it that night.", "cut_start_time": 942.725, "cut_end_time": 948.11, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_30.flac"}, "context": "\"May!\" she cried, and hit the cat an involuntary slap on the face which sent it with a caterwaul of indignant surprise from her knee, \"it wasn't a message, it was a letter!\"\n\nHaving thus unburdened her mind the old woman relapsed into the previous century, from which she could not be recalled. May, therefore, made a diligent search for the letter, and found it at last under a cracked teapot on the mantelpiece, where Mrs Flint had told Miss Lillycrop to place it for safety.\n\nIt was short but satisfactory, and ran thus: -- \n\n<|quote_start|>\"DEAREST MAY, -- I've been to see my friend `in power,' and he says it's `all right,' that you've only to get your brother over as soon as possible, and he'll see to getting him a situation. The enclosed paper is for his and your guidance. Excuse haste. -- Your affectionate coz, SARAH LILLYCROP.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nIt need hardly be said that May Maylands finished her letter with increased satisfaction, and posted it that night.\n\nNext morning she wrote out a telegram as follows: -- \"Let Phil come here at once. The application has been successful. Never mind clothes. Everything arranged. Best love to all.\"\n\nThe last clause was added in order to get the full value for her money. She naturally underscored the words \"at once,\" forgetting for the moment that, in telegraphy, a word underlined counts as two words. She was therefore compelled to forego the emphasis.", "narrative_information_pred": {}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_30.flac", "original_index": 36}, {"text": "\"Let Phil come here at once. The application has been successful. Never mind clothes. Everything arranged. Best love to all.\"", "start_byte": 28015, "end_byte": 28140, "is_quote": true, "cut_start_time": 952.2650170898438, "cut_end_time": 958.8800795898437, "narration": {"text": "It need hardly be said that May Maylands finished her letter with increased satisfaction, and posted it that night.", "cut_start_time": 942.725, "cut_end_time": 948.11, "audio_path": "prompt-wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_31.flac"}, "context": "\"DEAREST MAY, -- I've been to see my friend `in power,' and he says it's `all right,' that you've only to get your brother over as soon as possible, and he'll see to getting him a situation. The enclosed paper is for his and your guidance. Excuse haste. -- Your affectionate coz, SARAH LILLYCROP.\"\n\nIt need hardly be said that May Maylands finished her letter with increased satisfaction, and posted it that night.\n\nNext morning she wrote out a telegram as follows: -- <|quote_start|>\"Let Phil come here at once. The application has been successful. Never mind clothes. Everything arranged. Best love to all.\"<|quote_end|>\n\nThe last clause was added in order to get the full value for her money. She naturally underscored the words \"at once,\" forgetting for the moment that, in telegraphy, a word underlined counts as two words. She was therefore compelled to forego the emphasis.\n\nThis message she did not transmit through her own professional instrument, but gave it in at the nearest district office. It was at once shot bodily, with a bundle of other telegrams, through a pneumatic tube, and thus reached St. Martin's-le-Grand in one minute thirty-five seconds, or about twenty minutes before herself. Chancing to be the uppermost message, it was flashed off without delay, crossed the Irish Channel, and entered the office at Cork in about six minutes. Here there was a short delay of half-an-hour, owing to other telegrams which had prior claim to attention. Then it was flashed to the west coast, which it reached long before the letter posted on the previous night, and not long after May had seated herself at her own three-keyed instrument. But there, telegraphic speed was thwarted by unavoidable circumstances, the post-runner having already started on his morning rounds, and it was afternoon before the telegram was delivered at Rocky Cottage.", "narrative_information_pred": {"wrote": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}, "audio_path": "wavs/8566.posthaste_02_ballantyne_64kb_31.flac", "original_index": 37}]}

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Human natur\u2019 is weak, and it is possible we may not have taken the proper scent.\u201d", "start_byte": 508403, "end_byte": 508862, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 179.9199981689453, "end_time": 205.83999633789062, "cut_start_time": 180.35499816894531, "cut_end_time": 205.24006066894532, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHeaven protect us from such an error!", "start_byte": 508864, "end_byte": 508902, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 205.83999633789062, "end_time": 208.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 206.34499633789062, "cut_end_time": 208.3801213378906, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cLet us retrace our steps, and examine as we go, with keener eyes. Has Uncas no counsel to offer in such a strait?\u201d", "start_byte": 508922, "end_byte": 509037, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 209.8000030517578, "end_time": 218.24000549316406, "cut_start_time": 210.1250030517578, "cut_end_time": 217.62006555175782, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201c\u2019Tis the trail!", "start_byte": 509740, "end_byte": 509756, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 262.32000732421875, "end_time": 263.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 262.8950073242188, "cut_end_time": 263.7400698242188, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cthe lad is quick of sight and keen of wit for his years.\u201d", "start_byte": 509802, "end_byte": 509860, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 266.20001220703125, "end_time": 270.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 266.4750122070313, "cut_end_time": 269.6600122070313, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201c\u2019Tis extraordinary that he should have withheld his knowledge so long,", "start_byte": 509862, "end_byte": 509933, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 270.239990234375, "end_time": 274.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 270.714990234375, "cut_end_time": 274.270115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"muttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding. No, no; your young white, who gathers his learning from books and can measure what he knows by the page, may conceit that his knowledge, like his legs, outruns that of his fathers\u2019, but, where experience is the master, the scholar is made to know the value of years, and respects them accordingly.\u201d", "start_byte": 509967, "end_byte": 510333, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 276.7200012207031, "end_time": 299.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 277.14500122070314, "cut_end_time": 298.8700637207032, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cSee!", "start_byte": 510335, "end_byte": 510340, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 299.760009765625, "end_time": 300.20001220703125, "cut_start_time": 299.885009765625, "cut_end_time": 300.30007226562503, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cthe dark-hair has gone toward the forest.\u201d", "start_byte": 510443, "end_byte": 510486, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 306.32000732421875, "end_time": 309.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 306.4750073242188, "cut_end_time": 309.07000732421875, "narrative_prediction": {"pointing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cHound never ran on a more beautiful scent,", "start_byte": 510488, "end_byte": 510531, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 309.8399963378906, "end_time": 312.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 310.13499633789064, "cut_end_time": 312.51005883789065, "narrative_prediction": {"responded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cwe are favored, greatly favored, and can follow with high noses. Ay, here are both your waddling beasts: this Huron travels like a white general. The fellow is stricken with a judgment, and is mad! Look sharp for wheels, Sagamore,", "start_byte": 510604, "end_byte": 510835, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 317.1199951171875, "end_time": 332.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 317.2849951171875, "cut_end_time": 332.35012011718754, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cwe shall soon have the fool journeying in a coach, and that with three of the best pair of eyes on the borders in his rear.\u201d", "start_byte": 510914, "end_byte": 511039, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 337.0400085449219, "end_time": 344.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 337.2550085449219, "cut_end_time": 343.9500710449219, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat should this prove?", "start_byte": 513518, "end_byte": 513542, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 491.8399963378906, "end_time": 493.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 492.20499633789063, "cut_end_time": 493.2900588378906, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat our march is come to a quick end, and that we are in an enemy\u2019s country,", "start_byte": 513685, "end_byte": 513763, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 502.0, "end_time": 506.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 502.45500000000004, "cut_end_time": 506.6400625, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHad the knave been pressed, and the gentle ones wanted horses to keep up with the party, he might have taken their scalps; but without an enemy at his heels, and with such rugged beasts as these, he would not hurt a hair of their heads. I know your thoughts, and shame be it to our color that you have reason for them; but he who thinks that even a Mingo would ill-treat a woman, unless it be to tomahawk her, knows nothing of Indian natur\u2019, or the laws of the woods. No, no; I have heard that the French Indians had come into these hills to hunt the moose, and we are getting within scent of their camp. Why should they not? The morning and evening guns of Ty may be heard any day among these mountains; for the Frenchers are running a new line atween the provinces of the king and the Canadas. It is true that the horses are here, but the Hurons are gone; let us, then, hunt for the path by which they parted.\u201d", "start_byte": 513785, "end_byte": 514698, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 508.0799865722656, "end_time": 562.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 508.4549865722656, "cut_end_time": 561.1901115722657, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cSuch cunning is not without its deviltry,", "start_byte": 515279, "end_byte": 515321, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 597.1599731445312, "end_time": 599.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 597.4849731445313, "cut_end_time": 599.8900356445313, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWe must get down to it, Sagamore, beginning at the spring, and going over the ground by inches. The Huron shall never brag in his tribe that he has a foot which leaves no print.\u201d", "start_byte": 515397, "end_byte": 515576, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 604.0399780273438, "end_time": 615.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 604.3449780273438, "cut_end_time": 614.3501030273437, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThis lad will be an honor to his people,", "start_byte": 516433, "end_byte": 516474, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 670.5599975585938, "end_time": 673.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 671.1349975585938, "cut_end_time": 673.4201225585938, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cay, and a thorn in the sides of the Hurons. Yet that is not the footstep of an Indian! the weight is too much on the heel, and the toes are squared, as though one of the French dancers had been in, pigeon-winging his tribe! Run back, Uncas, and bring me the size of the singer\u2019s foot. You will find a beautiful print of it just opposite yon rock, agin the hillside.\u201d", "start_byte": 516614, "end_byte": 516981, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 681.52001953125, "end_time": 704.0, "cut_start_time": 681.63501953125, "cut_end_time": 703.54001953125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI can now read the whole of it, as plainly as if I had seen the arts of Le Subtil,", "start_byte": 517273, "end_byte": 517356, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 720.5999755859375, "end_time": 725.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 721.1749755859375, "cut_end_time": 725.7600380859375, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cthe singer being a man whose gifts lay chiefly in his throat and feet, was made to go first, and the others have trod in his steps, imitating their formation.\u201d", "start_byte": 517368, "end_byte": 517528, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 727.1199951171875, "end_time": 737.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 727.3549951171875, "cut_end_time": 736.5201201171875, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cBut,", "start_byte": 517530, "end_byte": 517535, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 737.0800170898438, "end_time": 737.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 737.0550170898438, "cut_end_time": 737.8200170898438, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThe gentle ones,", "start_byte": 517575, "end_byte": 517592, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 740.4400024414062, "end_time": 741.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 740.6650024414063, "cut_end_time": 741.6600024414063, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cthe varlet has found a way to carry them, until he supposed he had thrown any followers off the scent. My life on it, we see their pretty little feet again, before many rods go by.\u201d", "start_byte": 517617, "end_byte": 517799, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 743.0399780273438, "end_time": 754.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 743.2549780273438, "cut_end_time": 753.9501030273437, "narrative_prediction": {"interrupted": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAy, it has been planned with Indian judgment,", "start_byte": 518719, "end_byte": 518765, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 810.9600219726562, "end_time": 814.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 811.8450219726562, "cut_end_time": 814.2600219726563, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cand would have blinded white eyes.\u201d", "start_byte": 518830, "end_byte": 518866, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 817.1199951171875, "end_time": 819.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 817.3149951171876, "cut_end_time": 819.2100576171875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cShall we proceed?", "start_byte": 518868, "end_byte": 518886, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 819.9199829101562, "end_time": 821.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 820.3049829101562, "cut_end_time": 821.3301079101562, "narrative_prediction": {"demanded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cSoftly, softly, we know our path; but it is good to examine the formation of things. This is my schooling, major; and if one neglects the book, there is little chance of learning from the open land of Providence. All is plain but one thing, which is the manner that the knave contrived to get the gentle ones along the blind trail. Even a Huron would be too proud to let their tender feet touch the water.\u201d", "start_byte": 518907, "end_byte": 519314, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 822.719970703125, "end_time": 848.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 822.864970703125, "cut_end_time": 847.6500332031251, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWill this assist in explaining the difficulty?", "start_byte": 519316, "end_byte": 519363, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 848.47998046875, "end_time": 851.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 848.87498046875, "cut_end_time": 851.37010546875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201c\u2019Tis explained!", "start_byte": 519566, "end_byte": 519582, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 863.760009765625, "end_time": 864.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 864.035009765625, "cut_end_time": 864.900009765625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIf them varlets have passed a minute, they have spent hours in striving to fabricate a lying end to their trail! Well, I\u2019ve known them to waste a day in the same manner to as little purpose. Here we have three pair of moccasins, and two of little feet. It is amazing that any mortal beings can journey on limbs so small! Pass me the thong of buckskin, Uncas, and let me take the length of this foot. By the Lord, it is no longer than a child\u2019s and yet the maidens are tall and comely. That Providence is partial in its gifts, for its own wise reasons, the best and most contented of us must allow.\u201d", "start_byte": 519613, "end_byte": 520212, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 866.719970703125, "end_time": 904.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 866.934970703125, "cut_end_time": 904.010033203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThe tender limbs of my daughters are unequal to these hardships,", "start_byte": 520214, "end_byte": 520279, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 904.47998046875, "end_time": 908.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 904.95498046875, "cut_end_time": 908.34010546875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cwe shall find their fainting forms in this desert.\u201d", "start_byte": 520363, "end_byte": 520415, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 912.719970703125, "end_time": 916.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 913.054970703125, "cut_end_time": 915.6700957031251, "narrative_prediction": {"with": {"id": "1", "type": "preposition", "confidence": 7}, "a": {"id": "1", "type": "article", "confidence": 7}, "parent\u2019s": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "love": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cOf that there is little cause of fear,", "start_byte": 520417, "end_byte": 520456, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 916.6400146484375, "end_time": 919.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 917.1850146484376, "cut_end_time": 919.1600771484375, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "slowly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cthis is a firm and straight, though a light step, and not over long. See, the heel has hardly touched the ground; and there the dark-hair has made a little jump, from root to root. No, no; my knowledge for it, neither of them was nigh fainting, hereaway. Now, the singer was beginning to be footsore and leg-weary, as is plain by his trail. There, you see, he slipped; here he has traveled wide and tottered; and there again it looks as though he journeyed on snowshoes. Ay, ay, a man who uses his throat altogether, can hardly give his legs a proper training.\u201d", "start_byte": 520503, "end_byte": 521065, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 921.5599975585938, "end_time": 958.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 921.8049975585938, "cut_end_time": 957.6300600585938, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI scent the Hurons,", "start_byte": 522184, "end_byte": 522204, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1028.0400390625, "end_time": 1030.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1028.9350390625, "cut_end_time": 1030.2301015624998, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cyonder is open sky, through the treetops, and we are getting too nigh their encampment. Sagamore, you will take the hillside, to the right; Uncas will bend along the brook to the left, while I will try the trail. If anything should happen, the call will be three croaks of a crow. I saw one of the birds fanning himself in the air, just beyond the dead oak \u2014 another sign that we are approaching an encampment.\u201d", "start_byte": 522241, "end_byte": 522653, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1032.6800537109375, "end_time": 1059.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1033.0350537109375, "cut_end_time": 1058.6000537109373, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYou see we have reached their settlement or encampment,", "start_byte": 526384, "end_byte": 526440, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1294.47998046875, "end_time": 1297.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1294.94498046875, "cut_end_time": 1297.72004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"whispered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cand here is one of the savages himself, in a very embarrassing position for our further movements.\u201d", "start_byte": 526467, "end_byte": 526567, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1299.0400390625, "end_time": 1305.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1299.3550390624998, "cut_end_time": 1304.5800390625, "narrative_prediction": {"whispered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThe imp is not a Huron,", "start_byte": 526822, "end_byte": 526846, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1321.43994140625, "end_time": 1323.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1321.9449414062499, "cut_end_time": 1323.4200039062498, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cnor of any of the Canada tribes; and yet you see, by his clothes, the knave has been plundering a white. Ay, Montcalm has raked the woods for his inroad, and a whooping, murdering set of varlets has he gathered together. Can you see where he has put his rifle or his bow?\u201d", "start_byte": 526857, "end_byte": 527130, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1324.1600341796875, "end_time": 1340.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1324.4550341796873, "cut_end_time": 1340.4700341796874, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHe appears to have no arms; nor does he seem to be viciously inclined. Unless he communicate the alarm to his fellows, who, as you see, are dodging about the water, we have but little to fear from him.\u201d", "start_byte": 527132, "end_byte": 527335, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1340.9599609375, "end_time": 1353.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1341.5349609374998, "cut_end_time": 1352.7400859375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cFellows who are dodging about the water!", "start_byte": 527614, "end_byte": 527655, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1371.0400390625, "end_time": 1373.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1371.3450390624998, "cut_end_time": 1373.3900390625, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cso much for schooling and passing a boyhood in the settlements! The knave has long legs, though, and shall not be trusted. Do you keep him under your rifle while I creep in behind, through the bush, and take him alive. Fire on no account.\u201d", "start_byte": 527667, "end_byte": 527907, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1374.239990234375, "end_time": 1390.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1374.374990234375, "cut_end_time": 1389.100052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIf I see you in danger, may I not risk a shot?\u201d", "start_byte": 528063, "end_byte": 528111, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1398.8800048828125, "end_time": 1403.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1399.2950048828125, "cut_end_time": 1401.9900673828124, "narrative_prediction": {"ask": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cFire a whole platoon, major.\u201d", "start_byte": 528264, "end_byte": 528294, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1411.9599609375, "end_time": 1414.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1412.2049609375, "cut_end_time": 1414.0700859375, "narrative_prediction": {"laughing": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "inaudibly": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cHow now, friend! have you a mind to teach the beavers to sing?\u201d", "start_byte": 529478, "end_byte": 529542, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1486.0799560546875, "end_time": 1490.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1486.2749560546874, "cut_end_time": 1489.9700810546874, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cEven so,", "start_byte": 529544, "end_byte": 529553, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1490.760009765625, "end_time": 1491.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1491.155009765625, "cut_end_time": 1491.860072265625, "narrative_prediction": {}}], "narrations": [{"text": "As Hawkeye and the Mohicans had, however, often traversed the mountains and valleys of this vast wilderness, they did not hesitate to plunge into its depth, with the freedom of men accustomed to its privations and difficulties. For many hours the travelers toiled on their laborious way, guided by a star, or following the direction of some water-course, until the scout called a halt, and holding a short consultation with the Indians, they lighted their fire, and made the usual preparations to pass the remainder of the night where they then were.", "start_byte": 506576, "end_byte": 507126, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 66.91999816894531, "end_time": 100.16000366210938, "cut_start_time": 67.4949981689453, "cut_end_time": 99.1901231689453}, {"text": "Imitating the example, and emulating the confidence of their more experienced associates, Munro and Duncan slept without fear, if not without uneasiness. The dews were suffered to exhale, and the sun had dispersed the mists, and was shedding a strong and clear light in the forest, when the travelers resumed their journey.", "start_byte": 507128, "end_byte": 507451, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 100.16000366210938, "end_time": 120.31999969482422, "cut_start_time": 100.53500366210938, "cut_end_time": 119.51000366210937}, {"text": "After proceeding a few miles, the progress of Hawkeye, who led the advance, became more deliberate and watchful. He often stopped to examine the trees; nor did he cross a rivulet without attentively considering the quantity, the velocity, and the color of its waters. Distrusting his own judgment, his appeals to the opinion of Chingachgook were frequent and earnest. During one of these conferences Heyward observed that Uncas stood a patient and silent, though, as he imagined, an interested listener. He was strongly tempted to address the young chief, and demand his opinion of their progress; but the calm and dignified demeanor of the native induced him to believe, that, like himself, the other was wholly dependent on the sagacity and intelligence of the seniors of the party. At last the scout spoke in English, and at once explained the embarrassment of their situation.", "start_byte": 507453, "end_byte": 508333, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 120.31999969482422, "end_time": 175.47999572753906, "cut_start_time": 120.81499969482421, "cut_end_time": 174.83006219482422}, {"text": " he said,", "start_byte": 508393, "end_byte": 508402, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 179.1199951171875, "end_time": 179.9199981689453, "cut_start_time": 179.1349951171875, "cut_end_time": 179.78005761718748}, {"text": " exclaimed Duncan.", "start_byte": 508903, "end_byte": 508921, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 208.32000732421875, "end_time": 209.8000030517578, "cut_start_time": 208.30500732421874, "cut_end_time": 209.62006982421875}, {"text": "The young Mohican cast a glance at his father, but, maintaining his quiet and reserved mien, he continued silent. Chingachgook had caught the look, and motioning with his hand, he bade him speak. The moment this permission was accorded, the countenance of Uncas changed from its grave composure to a gleam of intelligence and joy. Bounding forward like a deer, he sprang up the side of a little acclivity, a few rods in advance, and stood, exultingly, over a spot of fresh earth, that looked as though it had been recently upturned by the passage of some heavy animal. The eyes of the whole party followed the unexpected movement, and read their success in the air of triumph that the youth assumed.", "start_byte": 509039, "end_byte": 509738, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 218.24000549316406, "end_time": 262.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 218.91500549316405, "cut_end_time": 261.6100679931641}, {"text": " exclaimed the scout, advancing to the spot;", "start_byte": 509757, "end_byte": 509801, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 263.6400146484375, "end_time": 266.20001220703125, "cut_start_time": 263.6150146484375, "cut_end_time": 266.0100771484375}, {"text": " muttered Duncan, at his elbow.", "start_byte": 509934, "end_byte": 509965, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 274.32000732421875, "end_time": 276.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 274.5950073242188, "cut_end_time": 276.2200698242188}, {"text": " said Uncas, pointing north and south, at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him,", "start_byte": 510341, "end_byte": 510442, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 300.20001220703125, "end_time": 306.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 300.1750122070313, "cut_end_time": 306.09007470703125}, {"text": " responded the scout, dashing forward, at once, on the indicated route;", "start_byte": 510532, "end_byte": 510603, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 312.5199890136719, "end_time": 317.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 312.6249890136719, "cut_end_time": 316.9600515136719}, {"text": " he continued, looking back, and laughing in his newly awakened satisfaction;", "start_byte": 510836, "end_byte": 510913, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 332.32000732421875, "end_time": 337.0400085449219, "cut_start_time": 332.37500732421876, "cut_end_time": 336.77006982421875}, {"text": "The spirits of the scout, and the astonishing success of the chase, in which a circuitous distance of more than forty miles had been passed, did not fail to impart a portion of hope to the whole party. Their advance was rapid; and made with as much confidence as a traveler would proceed along a wide highway. If a rock, or a rivulet, or a bit of earth harder than common, severed the links of the clew they followed, the true eye of the scout recovered them at a distance, and seldom rendered the delay of a single moment necessary. Their progress was much facilitated by the certainty that Magua had found it necessary to journey through the valleys; a circumstance which rendered the general direction of the route sure. Nor had the Huron entirely neglected the arts uniformly practised by the natives when retiring in front of an enemy. False trails and sudden turnings were frequent, wherever a brook or the formation of the ground rendered them feasible; but his pursuers were rarely deceived, and never failed to detect their error, before they had lost either time or distance on the deceptive track.", "start_byte": 511041, "end_byte": 512149, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 344.44000244140625, "end_time": 411.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 344.75500244140625, "cut_end_time": 411.0200024414063}, {"text": "By the middle of the afternoon they had passed the Scaroons, and were following the route of the declining sun. After descending an eminence to a low bottom, through which a swift stream glided, they suddenly came to a place where the party of Le Renard had made a halt. Extinguished brands were lying around a spring, the offals of a deer were scattered about the place, and the trees bore evident marks of having been browsed by the horses. At a little distance, Heyward discovered, and contemplated with tender emotion, the small bower under which he was fain to believe that Cora and Alice had reposed. But while the earth was trodden, and the footsteps of both men and beasts were so plainly visible around the place, the trail appeared to have suddenly ended.", "start_byte": 512151, "end_byte": 512916, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 411.8399963378906, "end_time": 458.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 412.37499633789065, "cut_end_time": 458.0001213378906}, {"text": "It was easy to follow the tracks of the Narragansetts, but they seemed only to have wandered without guides, or any other object than the pursuit of food. At length Uncas, who, with his father, had endeavored to trace the route of the horses, came upon a sign of their presence that was quite recent. Before following the clew, he communicated his success to his companions; and while the latter were consulting on the circumstance, the youth reappeared, leading the two fillies, with their saddles broken, and the housings soiled, as though they had been permitted to run at will for several days.", "start_byte": 512918, "end_byte": 513516, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 458.44000244140625, "end_time": 491.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 458.87500244140625, "cut_end_time": 491.11000244140627}, {"text": " said Duncan, turning pale, and glancing his eyes around him, as if he feared the brush and leaves were about to give up some horrid secret.", "start_byte": 513543, "end_byte": 513683, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 493.3599853515625, "end_time": 502.0, "cut_start_time": 493.5249853515625, "cut_end_time": 501.15004785156253}, {"text": " returned the scout.", "start_byte": 513764, "end_byte": 513784, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 506.7200012207031, "end_time": 508.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 506.7250012207031, "cut_end_time": 507.7300012207032}, {"text": "Hawkeye and the Mohicans now applied themselves to their task in good earnest. A circle of a few hundred feet in circumference was drawn, and each of the party took a segment for his portion. The examination, however, resulted in no discovery. The impressions of footsteps were numerous, but they all appeared like those of men who had wandered about the spot, without any design to quit it. Again the scout and his companions made the circuit of the halting place, each slowly following the other, until they assembled in the center once more, no wiser than when they started.", "start_byte": 514700, "end_byte": 515277, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 562.8800048828125, "end_time": 597.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 563.2150048828125, "cut_end_time": 596.2500048828125}, {"text": " exclaimed Hawkeye, when he met the disappointed looks of his assistants.", "start_byte": 515322, "end_byte": 515395, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 599.9199829101562, "end_time": 604.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 599.9649829101563, "cut_end_time": 603.4300454101563}, {"text": "Setting the example himself, the scout engaged in the scrutiny with renewed zeal. Not a leaf was left unturned. The sticks were removed, and the stones lifted; for Indian cunning was known frequently to adopt these objects as covers, laboring with the utmost patience and industry, to conceal each footstep as they proceeded. Still no discovery was made. At length Uncas, whose activity had enabled him to achieve his portion of the task the soonest, raked the earth across the turbid little rill which ran from the spring, and diverted its course into another channel. So soon as its narrow bed below the dam was dry, he stooped over it with keen and curious eyes. A cry of exultation immediately announced the success of the young warrior. The whole party crowded to the spot where Uncas pointed out the impression of a moccasin in the moist alluvion.", "start_byte": 515578, "end_byte": 516431, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 615.4400024414062, "end_time": 670.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 615.5350024414063, "cut_end_time": 669.6700024414063}, {"text": " said Hawkeye, regarding the trail with as much admiration as a naturalist would expend on the tusk of a mammoth or the rib of a mastodon;", "start_byte": 516475, "end_byte": 516613, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 673.3200073242188, "end_time": 681.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 673.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 681.3000698242188}, {"text": "While the youth was engaged in this commission, the scout and Chingachgook were attentively considering the impressions. The measurements agreed, and the former unhesitatingly pronounced that the footstep was that of David, who had once more been made to exchange his shoes for moccasins.", "start_byte": 516983, "end_byte": 517271, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 704.0, "end_time": 720.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 704.125, "cut_end_time": 719.91}, {"text": " he added;", "start_byte": 517357, "end_byte": 517367, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 725.9199829101562, "end_time": 727.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 725.8949829101563, "cut_end_time": 727.2200454101562}, {"text": " cried Duncan, \u201cI see no signs of \u2014 \u201d", "start_byte": 517536, "end_byte": 517573, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 737.719970703125, "end_time": 740.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 737.694970703125, "cut_end_time": 740.2900957031251}, {"text": " interrupted the scout;", "start_byte": 517593, "end_byte": 517616, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 741.5999755859375, "end_time": 743.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 741.5749755859375, "cut_end_time": 743.1400380859375}, {"text": "The whole party now proceeded, following the course of the rill, keeping anxious eyes on the regular impressions. The water soon flowed into its bed again, but watching the ground on either side, the foresters pursued their way content with knowing that the trail lay beneath. More than half a mile was passed, before the rill rippled close around the base of an extensive and dry rock. Here they paused to make sure that the Hurons had not quitted the water.", "start_byte": 517801, "end_byte": 518260, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 754.52001953125, "end_time": 783.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 755.26501953125, "cut_end_time": 782.99001953125}, {"text": "It was fortunate they did so. For the quick and active Uncas soon found the impression of a foot on a bunch of moss, where it would seem an Indian had inadvertently trodden. Pursuing the direction given by this discovery, he entered the neighboring thicket, and struck the trail, as fresh and obvious as it had been before they reached the spring. Another shout announced the good fortune of the youth to his companions, and at once terminated the search.", "start_byte": 518262, "end_byte": 518717, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 783.47998046875, "end_time": 810.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 783.9049804687501, "cut_end_time": 810.50010546875}, {"text": " said the scout, when the party was assembled around the place,", "start_byte": 518766, "end_byte": 518829, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 814.1599731445312, "end_time": 817.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 814.1349731445313, "cut_end_time": 817.1000356445313}, {"text": " demanded Heyward.", "start_byte": 518887, "end_byte": 518905, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 821.280029296875, "end_time": 822.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 821.495029296875, "cut_end_time": 822.430029296875}, {"text": " said Heyward, pointing toward the fragments of a sort of handbarrow, that had been rudely constructed of boughs, and bound together with withes, and which now seemed carelessly cast aside as useless.", "start_byte": 519364, "end_byte": 519564, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 851.3200073242188, "end_time": 863.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 851.3250073242187, "cut_end_time": 863.1400698242188}, {"text": " cried the delighted Hawkeye.", "start_byte": 519583, "end_byte": 519612, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 864.7999877929688, "end_time": 866.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 864.7749877929688, "cut_end_time": 866.5100502929688}, {"text": " said Munro, looking at the light footsteps of his children, with a parent\u2019s love;", "start_byte": 520280, "end_byte": 520362, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 908.3200073242188, "end_time": 912.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 908.3950073242188, "cut_end_time": 912.4400073242188}, {"text": " returned the scout, slowly shaking his head;", "start_byte": 520457, "end_byte": 520502, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 919.0800170898438, "end_time": 921.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 919.0550170898438, "cut_end_time": 921.3700170898438}, {"text": "From such undeniable testimony did the practised woodsman arrive at the truth, with nearly as much certainty and precision as if he had been a witness of all those events which his ingenuity so easily elucidated. Cheered by these assurances, and satisfied by a reasoning that was so obvious, while it was so simple, the party resumed its course, after making a short halt, to take a hurried repast.", "start_byte": 521067, "end_byte": 521465, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 958.9199829101562, "end_time": 983.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 959.2249829101563, "cut_end_time": 982.2300454101563}, {"text": "When the meal was ended, the scout cast a glance upward at the setting sun, and pushed forward with a rapidity which compelled Heyward and the still vigorous Munro to exert all their muscles to equal. Their route now lay along the bottom which has already been mentioned. As the Hurons had made no further efforts to conceal their footsteps, the progress of the pursuers was no longer delayed by uncertainty. Before an hour had elapsed, however, the speed of Hawkeye sensibly abated, and his head, instead of maintaining its former direct and forward look, began to turn suspiciously from side to side, as if he were conscious of approaching danger. He soon stopped again, and waited for the whole party to come up.", "start_byte": 521467, "end_byte": 522182, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 983.239990234375, "end_time": 1028.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 983.984990234375, "cut_end_time": 1026.810115234375}, {"text": " he said, speaking to the Mohicans;", "start_byte": 522205, "end_byte": 522240, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1030.1600341796875, "end_time": 1032.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1030.1950341796874, "cut_end_time": 1032.2300966796874}, {"text": "The Indians departed their several ways without reply, while Hawkeye cautiously proceeded with the two gentlemen. Heyward soon pressed to the side of their guide, eager to catch an early glimpse of those enemies he had pursued with so much toil and anxiety. His companion told him to steal to the edge of the wood, which, as usual, was fringed with a thicket, and wait his coming, for he wished to examine certain suspicious signs a little on one side. Duncan obeyed, and soon found himself in a situation to command a view which he found as extraordinary as it was novel.", "start_byte": 522655, "end_byte": 523227, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1059.239990234375, "end_time": 1095.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1059.644990234375, "cut_end_time": 1094.760115234375}, {"text": "The trees of many acres had been felled, and the glow of a mild summer\u2019s evening had fallen on the clearing, in beautiful contrast to the gray light of the forest. A short distance from the place where Duncan stood, the stream had seemingly expanded into a little lake, covering most of the low land, from mountain to mountain. The water fell out of this wide basin, in a cataract so regular and gentle, that it appeared rather to be the work of human hands than fashioned by nature. A hundred earthen dwellings stood on the margin of the lake, and even in its waters, as though the latter had overflowed its usual banks. Their rounded roofs, admirably molded for defense against the weather, denoted more of industry and foresight than the natives were wont to bestow on their regular habitations, much less on those they occupied for the temporary purposes of hunting and war. In short, the whole village or town, whichever it might be termed, possessed more of method and neatness of execution, than the white men had been accustomed to believe belonged, ordinarily, to the Indian habits. It appeared, however, to be deserted. At least, so thought Duncan for many minutes; but, at length, he fancied he discovered several human forms advancing toward him on all fours, and apparently dragging in the train some heavy, and as he was quick to apprehend, some formidable engine. Just then a few dark-looking heads gleamed out of the dwellings, and the place seemed suddenly alive with beings, which, however, glided from cover to cover so swiftly, as to allow no opportunity of examining their humors or pursuits. Alarmed at these suspicious and inexplicable movements, he was about to attempt the signal of the crows, when the rustling of leaves at hand drew his eyes in another direction.", "start_byte": 523229, "end_byte": 525019, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1095.280029296875, "end_time": 1208.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1095.5650292968749, "cut_end_time": 1207.510029296875}, {"text": "The young man started, and recoiled a few paces instinctively, when he found himself within a hundred yards of a stranger Indian. Recovering his recollection on the instant, instead of sounding an alarm, which might prove fatal to himself, he remained stationary, an attentive observer of the other\u2019s motions.", "start_byte": 525021, "end_byte": 525330, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1208.0799560546875, "end_time": 1227.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1208.5949560546874, "cut_end_time": 1227.4500185546874}, {"text": "An instant of calm observation served to assure Duncan that he was undiscovered. The native, like himself, seemed occupied in considering the low dwellings of the village, and the stolen movements of its inhabitants. It was impossible to discover the expression of his features through the grotesque mask of paint under which they were concealed, though Duncan fancied it was rather melancholy than savage. His head was shaved, as usual, with the exception of the crown, from whose tuft three or four faded feathers from a hawk\u2019s wing were loosely dangling. A ragged calico mantle half encircled his body, while his nether garment was composed of an ordinary shirt, the sleeves of which were made to perform the office that is usually executed by a much more commodious arrangement. His legs were, however, covered with a pair of good deer-skin moccasins. Altogether, the appearance of the individual was forlorn and miserable.", "start_byte": 525332, "end_byte": 526259, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1227.8399658203125, "end_time": 1286.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1228.0849658203124, "cut_end_time": 1285.4800283203124}, {"text": "Duncan was still curiously observing the person of his neighbor when the scout stole silently and cautiously to his side.", "start_byte": 526261, "end_byte": 526382, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1286.43994140625, "end_time": 1294.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1286.62494140625, "cut_end_time": 1293.70000390625}, {"text": " whispered the young man;", "start_byte": 526441, "end_byte": 526466, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1297.719970703125, "end_time": 1299.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1297.864970703125, "cut_end_time": 1299.030095703125}, {"text": "Hawkeye started, and dropped his rifle, when, directed by the finger of his companion, the stranger came under his view. Then lowering the dangerous muzzle he stretched forward his long neck, as if to assist a scrutiny that was already intensely keen.", "start_byte": 526569, "end_byte": 526820, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1305.5999755859375, "end_time": 1321.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1305.8649755859374, "cut_end_time": 1320.7800380859373}, {"text": " he said,", "start_byte": 526847, "end_byte": 526856, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1323.3199462890625, "end_time": 1324.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1323.2949462890624, "cut_end_time": 1323.9500712890624}, {"text": "The scout turned to Heyward, and regarded him a moment with unconcealed amazement. Then opening wide his mouth, he indulged in unrestrained and heartfelt laughter, though in that silent and peculiar manner which danger had so long taught him to practise.", "start_byte": 527337, "end_byte": 527591, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1353.280029296875, "end_time": 1369.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1353.715029296875, "cut_end_time": 1369.140091796875}, {"text": "Repeating the words,", "start_byte": 527593, "end_byte": 527613, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1369.4000244140625, "end_time": 1371.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1369.6850244140624, "cut_end_time": 1370.9700869140624}, {"text": " he added,", "start_byte": 527656, "end_byte": 527666, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1373.47998046875, "end_time": 1374.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1373.61498046875, "cut_end_time": 1374.22004296875}, {"text": "Heyward had already permitted his companion to bury part of his person in the thicket, when, stretching forth his arm, he arrested him, in order to ask:", "start_byte": 527909, "end_byte": 528061, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1390.0799560546875, "end_time": 1398.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1390.6149560546874, "cut_end_time": 1398.5100810546874}, {"text": "Hawkeye regarded him a moment, like one who knew not how to take the question; then, nodding his head, he answered, still laughing, though inaudibly:", "start_byte": 528113, "end_byte": 528262, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1403.1600341796875, "end_time": 1411.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1403.5550341796875, "cut_end_time": 1411.6200341796873}, {"text": "In the next moment he was concealed by the leaves. Duncan waited several minutes in feverish impatience, before he caught another glimpse of the scout. Then he reappeared, creeping along the earth, from which his dress was hardly distinguishable, directly in the rear of his intended captive. Having reached within a few yards of the latter, he arose to his feet, silently and slowly. At that instant, several loud blows were struck on the water, and Duncan turned his eyes just in time to perceive that a hundred dark forms were plunging, in a body, into the troubled little sheet. Grasping his rifle his looks were again bent on the Indian near him. Instead of taking the alarm, the unconscious savage stretched forward his neck, as if he also watched the movements about the gloomy lake, with a sort of silly curiosity. In the meantime, the uplifted hand of Hawkeye was above him. But, without any apparent reason, it was withdrawn, and its owner indulged in another long, though still silent, fit of merriment. When the peculiar and hearty laughter of Hawkeye was ended, instead of grasping his victim by the throat, he tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and exclaimed aloud:", "start_byte": 528296, "end_byte": 529476, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1414.8800048828125, "end_time": 1486.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1415.7650048828125, "cut_end_time": 1485.8800048828125}, {"text": " was the ready answer.", "start_byte": 529554, "end_byte": 529576, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1491.760009765625, "end_time": 1493.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1491.735009765625, "cut_end_time": 1493.040072265625}]}

test/132/1320/lastofthemohicans_26_cooper_64kb.json

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Five words of plain and comprehendible English are worth just now an hour of squalling.\u201d", "start_byte": 645517, "end_byte": 645664, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 281.5199890136719, "end_time": 290.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 281.7849890136719, "cut_end_time": 290.0700515136719, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat art thou?", "start_byte": 645666, "end_byte": 645681, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 290.55999755859375, "end_time": 291.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 291.12499755859375, "cut_end_time": 291.8601225585938, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cA man like yourself; and one whose blood is as little tainted by the cross of a bear, or an Indian, as your own. Have you so soon forgotten from whom you received the foolish instrument you hold in your hand?\u201d", "start_byte": 645786, "end_byte": 645996, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 297.5199890136719, "end_time": 309.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 297.8249890136719, "cut_end_time": 308.9900515136719, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cCan these things be?", "start_byte": 645998, "end_byte": 646019, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 309.8399963378906, "end_time": 311.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 310.29499633789067, "cut_end_time": 311.42012133789063, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI have found many marvels during my sojourn with the heathen, but surely nothing to excel this.\u201d", "start_byte": 646097, "end_byte": 646194, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 315.3999938964844, "end_time": 321.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 315.6849938964844, "cut_end_time": 320.8900563964844, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cCome, come,", "start_byte": 646196, "end_byte": 646208, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 321.1199951171875, "end_time": 321.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 321.33499511718753, "cut_end_time": 322.0201201171875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cyou may see a skin, which, if it be not as white as one of the gentle ones, has no tinge of red to it that the winds of the heaven and the sun have not bestowed. Now let us to business.\u201d", "start_byte": 646324, "end_byte": 646511, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 328.32000732421875, "end_time": 339.79998779296875, "cut_start_time": 328.5350073242188, "cut_end_time": 339.12000732421876, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cFirst tell me of the maiden, and of the youth who so bravely sought her,", "start_byte": 646513, "end_byte": 646586, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 339.79998779296875, "end_time": 343.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 340.1849877929688, "cut_end_time": 343.4100502929688, "narrative_prediction": {"interrupted": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAy, they are happily freed from the tomahawks of these varlets. But can you put me on the scent of Uncas?\u201d", "start_byte": 646608, "end_byte": 646715, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 344.79998779296875, "end_time": 351.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 345.4549877929688, "cut_end_time": 351.12011279296877, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cCan you lead me to him?\u201d", "start_byte": 646893, "end_byte": 646918, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 361.5199890136719, "end_time": 364.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 361.6149890136719, "cut_end_time": 363.1901140136719, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThe task will not be difficult,", "start_byte": 646920, "end_byte": 646952, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 364.1600036621094, "end_time": 366.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 364.7850036621094, "cut_end_time": 366.5000036621094, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "hesitating": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cthough I greatly fear your presence would rather increase than mitigate his unhappy fortunes.\u201d", "start_byte": 646982, "end_byte": 647077, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 368.239990234375, "end_time": 374.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 368.484990234375, "cut_end_time": 373.700115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "hesitating": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cNo more words, but lead on,", "start_byte": 647079, "end_byte": 647107, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 374.44000244140625, "end_time": 376.4800109863281, "cut_start_time": 374.8450024414063, "cut_end_time": 376.58006494140625, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThe Delawares are women!", "start_byte": 649533, "end_byte": 649558, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 510.760009765625, "end_time": 512.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 511.27500976562504, "cut_end_time": 512.580009765625, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cthe Yengeese, my foolish countrymen, have told them to take up the tomahawk, and strike their fathers in the Canadas, and they have forgotten their sex. Does my brother wish to hear \u2018Le Cerf Agile\u2019 ask for his petticoats, and see him weep before the Hurons, at the stake?\u201d", "start_byte": 649673, "end_byte": 649946, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 518.6400146484375, "end_time": 534.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 519.2350146484375, "cut_end_time": 534.3200771484376, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHugh!", "start_byte": 649964, "end_byte": 649970, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 536.0399780273438, "end_time": 536.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 536.0849780273438, "cut_end_time": 536.3700405273438, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThen let him step aside, and the cunning man will blow upon the dog. Tell it to my brothers.\u201d", "start_byte": 650155, "end_byte": 650249, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 547.280029296875, "end_time": 553.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 547.745029296875, "cut_end_time": 552.7300917968751, "narrative_prediction": {"announced": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "delivered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "strong": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cThe cunning man is afraid that his breath will blow upon his brothers, and take away their courage too,", "start_byte": 650641, "end_byte": 650745, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 575.9199829101562, "end_time": 581.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 576.5449829101562, "cut_end_time": 581.2300454101563, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cthey must stand further off.\u201d", "start_byte": 650796, "end_byte": 650826, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 584.2000122070312, "end_time": 586.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 584.3750122070313, "cut_end_time": 585.7000747070313, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHawkeye!\u201d", "start_byte": 653327, "end_byte": 653337, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 724.47998046875, "end_time": 726.0, "cut_start_time": 724.54498046875, "cut_end_time": 725.73004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"uttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "deep": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "suppressed": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cCut his bands,", "start_byte": 653339, "end_byte": 653354, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 726.0, "end_time": 727.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 726.755, "cut_end_time": 727.46, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThe red Hurons are without,", "start_byte": 653929, "end_byte": 653957, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 758.719970703125, "end_time": 760.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 759.344970703125, "cut_end_time": 760.590033203125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201clet us be ready.", "start_byte": 653968, "end_byte": 653985, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 761.0, "end_time": 762.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 761.125, "cut_end_time": 762.0000625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWe will go,", "start_byte": 654142, "end_byte": 654154, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 770.719970703125, "end_time": 771.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 771.104970703125, "cut_end_time": 771.700033203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWhither?\u201d", "start_byte": 654169, "end_byte": 654179, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 772.7999877929688, "end_time": 773.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 772.8549877929688, "cut_end_time": 773.3000502929688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cTo the Tortoises; they are the children of my grandfathers.\u201d", "start_byte": 654181, "end_byte": 654242, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 773.6799926757812, "end_time": 777.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 774.1049926757813, "cut_end_time": 776.9601176757812, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAy, lad,", "start_byte": 654244, "end_byte": 654253, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 777.52001953125, "end_time": 778.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 777.9450195312501, "cut_end_time": 778.66001953125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cthe same blood runs in your veins, I believe; but time and distance has a little changed its color. What shall we do with the Mingoes at the door? They count six, and this singer is as good as nothing.\u201d", "start_byte": 654346, "end_byte": 654549, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 783.0800170898438, "end_time": 794.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 783.3650170898437, "cut_end_time": 794.2200795898437, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThe Hurons are boasters,", "start_byte": 654551, "end_byte": 654576, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 794.6400146484375, "end_time": 796.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 795.0150146484375, "cut_end_time": 796.2400146484375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "scornfully": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201ctheir \u2018totem\u2019 is a moose, and they run like snails. The Delawares are children of the tortoise, and they outstrip the deer.\u201d", "start_byte": 654602, "end_byte": 654727, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 797.4000244140625, "end_time": 804.0, "cut_start_time": 797.5350244140625, "cut_end_time": 803.4700244140626, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "scornfully": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAy, lad, there is truth in what you say; and I doubt not, on a rush, you would pass the whole nation; and, in a straight race of two miles, would be in, and get your breath again, afore a knave of them all was within hearing of the other village. But the gift of a white man lies more in his arms than in his legs. As for myself, I can brain a Huron as well as a better man; but when it comes to a race the knaves would prove too much for me.\u201d", "start_byte": 654729, "end_byte": 655173, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 804.0, "end_time": 829.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 804.575, "cut_end_time": 828.9100625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAfter all,", "start_byte": 655464, "end_byte": 655475, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 844.9600219726562, "end_time": 845.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 845.2650219726563, "cut_end_time": 845.8600844726562, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cit is unreasonable to keep one man in bondage to the gifts of another. So, Uncas, you had better take the lead, while I will put on the skin again, and trust to cunning for want of speed.\u201d", "start_byte": 655486, "end_byte": 655675, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 846.3200073242188, "end_time": 856.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 846.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 856.1100698242187, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWell,", "start_byte": 655829, "end_byte": 655835, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 864.9199829101562, "end_time": 865.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 865.3249829101562, "cut_end_time": 865.5401079101563, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cwhy do you tarry? There will be time enough for me, as the knaves will give chase to you at first.\u201d", "start_byte": 655871, "end_byte": 655971, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 867.0399780273438, "end_time": 872.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 867.0149780273438, "cut_end_time": 871.7600405273438, "narrative_prediction": {"looking": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cUncas will stay,", "start_byte": 655973, "end_byte": 655990, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 872.7999877929688, "end_time": 874.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 873.0449877929688, "cut_end_time": 874.1500502929688, "narrative_prediction": {"was": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cFor what?\u201d", "start_byte": 656013, "end_byte": 656024, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 875.7999877929688, "end_time": 876.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 875.9949877929688, "cut_end_time": 876.4901127929687, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cTo fight with his father\u2019s brother, and die with the friend of the Delawares.\u201d", "start_byte": 656026, "end_byte": 656105, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 876.8400268554688, "end_time": 881.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 877.3350268554688, "cut_end_time": 881.1400893554687, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAy, lad,", "start_byte": 656107, "end_byte": 656116, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 881.8400268554688, "end_time": 882.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 882.3650268554687, "cut_end_time": 883.0600893554688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201c\u2019twould have been more like a Mingo than a Mohican had you left me. But I thought I would make the offer, seeing that youth commonly loves life. Well, what can\u2019t be done by main courage, in war, must be done by circumvention. Put on the skin; I doubt not you can play the bear nearly as well as myself.\u201d", "start_byte": 656194, "end_byte": 656498, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 887.52001953125, "end_time": 906.0, "cut_start_time": 887.84501953125, "cut_end_time": 905.04001953125, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNow, friend,", "start_byte": 656830, "end_byte": 656843, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 924.6400146484375, "end_time": 925.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 924.9150146484375, "cut_end_time": 925.7000146484376, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201can exchange of garments will be a great convenience to you, inasmuch as you are but little accustomed to the make-shifts of the wilderness. Here, take my hunting shirt and cap, and give me your blanket and hat. You must trust me with the book and spectacles, as well as the tooter, too; if we ever meet again, in better times, you shall have all back again, with many thanks into the bargain.\u201d", "start_byte": 656877, "end_byte": 657271, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 927.47998046875, "end_time": 947.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 927.59498046875, "cut_end_time": 947.41010546875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAre you much given to cowardice?", "start_byte": 657829, "end_byte": 657862, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 977.4400024414062, "end_time": 979.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 977.6950024414062, "cut_end_time": 979.2800024414063, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "bluntly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cMy pursuits are peaceful, and my temper, I humbly trust, is greatly given to mercy and love,", "start_byte": 657981, "end_byte": 658074, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 985.1599731445312, "end_time": 990.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 985.5349731445312, "cut_end_time": 990.7400981445313, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cbut there are none who can say that I have ever forgotten my faith in the Lord, even in the greatest straits.\u201d", "start_byte": 658148, "end_byte": 658259, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 994.8400268554688, "end_time": 1001.0, "cut_start_time": 995.2150268554688, "cut_end_time": 1000.7100268554688, "narrative_prediction": {"returned": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cYour chiefest danger will be at the moment when the savages find out that they have been deceived. If you are not then knocked on the head, your being a non-composser will protect you; and you\u2019ll then have a good reason to expect to die in your bed. If you stay, it must be to sit down here in the shadow, and take the part of Uncas, until such times as the cunning of the Indians discover the cheat, when, as I have already said, your times of trial will come. So choose for yourself \u2014 to make a rush or tarry here.\u201d", "start_byte": 658261, "end_byte": 658779, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1001.0, "end_time": 1030.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1001.375, "cut_end_time": 1029.13, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cEven so,", "start_byte": 658781, "end_byte": 658790, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1030.1199951171875, "end_time": 1031.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1030.5049951171875, "cut_end_time": 1031.1401201171875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI will abide in the place of the Delaware. Bravely and generously has he battled in my behalf, and this, and more, will I dare in his service.\u201d", "start_byte": 658812, "end_byte": 658956, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1032.280029296875, "end_time": 1041.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1032.3650292968748, "cut_end_time": 1040.320091796875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "firmly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou have spoken as a man, and like one who, under wiser schooling, would have been brought to better things. Hold your head down, and draw in your legs; their formation might tell the truth too early. Keep silent as long as may be; and it would be wise, when you do speak, to break out suddenly in one of your shoutings, which will serve to remind the Indians that you are not altogether as responsible as men should be. If however, they take your scalp, as I trust and believe they will not, depend on it, Uncas and I will not forget the deed, but revenge it as becomes true warriors and trusty friends.\u201d", "start_byte": 658958, "end_byte": 659564, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1041.280029296875, "end_time": 1075.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1041.8250292968748, "cut_end_time": 1074.4900917968748, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHold!", "start_byte": 659566, "end_byte": 659572, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1075.0400390625, "end_time": 1075.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1075.3550390624998, "cut_end_time": 1075.7000390624999, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI am an unworthy and humble follower of one who taught not the damnable principle of revenge. Should I fall, therefore, seek no victims to my manes, but rather forgive my destroyers; and if you remember them at all, let it be in prayers for the enlightening of their minds, and for their eternal welfare.\u201d", "start_byte": 659652, "end_byte": 659958, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1079.0400390625, "end_time": 1096.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1079.3050390624999, "cut_end_time": 1096.1601015625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThere is a principle in that,", "start_byte": 660004, "end_byte": 660034, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1100.0799560546875, "end_time": 1101.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1100.6449560546873, "cut_end_time": 1101.9400185546874, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cdifferent from the law of the woods; and yet it is fair and noble to reflect upon.", "start_byte": 660045, "end_byte": 660128, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1102.4000244140625, "end_time": 1107.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1102.6550244140624, "cut_end_time": 1106.8700244140623, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cit is what I would wish to practise myself, as one without a cross of blood, though it is not always easy to deal with an Indian as you would with a fellow Christian. God bless you, friend; I do believe your scent is not greatly wrong, when the matter is duly considered, and keeping eternity before the eyes, though much depends on the natural gifts, and the force of temptation.\u201d", "start_byte": 660256, "end_byte": 660638, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1116.199951171875, "end_time": 1138.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1116.564951171875, "cut_end_time": 1137.8800761718749, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThe Delaware dog!", "start_byte": 661515, "end_byte": 661533, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1190.8800048828125, "end_time": 1192.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1191.3350048828124, "cut_end_time": 1192.3100048828123, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cis he afraid? Will the Hurons hear his groans?\u201d", "start_byte": 661644, "end_byte": 661692, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1197.1199951171875, "end_time": 1200.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1197.1749951171873, "cut_end_time": 1199.9900576171874, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "leaning": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "peering": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201ca grand crash.", "start_byte": 662165, "end_byte": 662180, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1226.52001953125, "end_time": 1228.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1226.5750195312498, "cut_end_time": 1228.03001953125, "narrative_prediction": {"termed": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cHold!", "start_byte": 663692, "end_byte": 663698, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1313.8800048828125, "end_time": 1314.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1314.0650048828124, "cut_end_time": 1314.4700673828124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201clet them yell again! \u2019Twas nothing but wonderment.\u201d", "start_byte": 663753, "end_byte": 663805, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1317.0400390625, "end_time": 1320.0, "cut_start_time": 1317.2550390625, "cut_end_time": 1319.4800390624998, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNow let the devils strike our scent!", "start_byte": 664082, "end_byte": 664119, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1335.5999755859375, "end_time": 1337.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1335.9149755859373, "cut_end_time": 1337.6500380859375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201ckilldeer", "start_byte": 664234, "end_byte": 664243, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1343.0400390625, "end_time": 1343.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1343.0150390625, "cut_end_time": 1343.7000390624999, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201ctwo, at least, will find it to their deaths.\u201d", "start_byte": 664276, "end_byte": 664322, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1345.56005859375, "end_time": 1348.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1345.8150585937499, "cut_end_time": 1347.88005859375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}], "narrations": [{"text": "Throwing himself into a suitable posture for the beast he represented, Hawkeye crawled to a little opening, where he might command a view of the interior. It proved to be the abiding place of David Gamut. Hither the faithful singing-master had now brought himself, together with all his sorrows, his apprehensions, and his meek dependence on the protection of Providence. At the precise moment when his ungainly person came under the observation of the scout, in the manner just mentioned, the woodsman himself, though in his assumed character, was the subject of the solitary being\u2019s profounded reflections.", "start_byte": 642602, "end_byte": 643210, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 114.87999725341797, "end_time": 149.47999572753906, "cut_start_time": 115.07499725341796, "cut_end_time": 149.17005975341797}, {"text": "However implicit the faith of David was in the performance of ancient miracles, he eschewed the belief of any direct supernatural agency in the management of modern morality. In other words, while he had implicit faith in the ability of Balaam\u2019s ass to speak, he was somewhat skeptical on the subject of a bear\u2019s singing; and yet he had been assured of the latter, on the testimony of his own exquisite organs. There was something in his air and manner that betrayed to the scout the utter confusion of the state of his mind. He was seated on a pile of brush, a few twigs from which occasionally fed his low fire, with his head leaning on his arm, in a posture of melancholy musing. The costume of the votary of music had undergone no other alteration from that so lately described, except that he had covered his bald head with the triangular beaver, which had not proved sufficiently alluring to excite the cupidity of any of his captors.", "start_byte": 643212, "end_byte": 644152, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 149.47999572753906, "end_time": 203.47999572753906, "cut_start_time": 149.68499572753905, "cut_end_time": 202.82005822753905}, {"text": "The ingenious Hawkeye, who recalled the hasty manner in which the other had abandoned his post at the bedside of the sick woman, was not without his suspicions concerning the subject of so much solemn deliberation. First making the circuit of the hut, and ascertaining that it stood quite alone, and that the character of its inmate was likely to protect it from visitors, he ventured through its low door, into the very presence of Gamut. The position of the latter brought the fire between them; and when Hawkeye had seated himself on end, near a minute elapsed, during which the two remained regarding each other without speaking. The suddenness and the nature of the surprise had nearly proved too much for \u2014 we will not say the philosophy \u2014 but for the pitch and resolution of David. He fumbled for his pitch-pipe, and arose with a confused intention of attempting a musical exorcism.", "start_byte": 644154, "end_byte": 645043, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 203.47999572753906, "end_time": 253.52000427246094, "cut_start_time": 204.07499572753906, "cut_end_time": 253.01012072753906}, {"text": " he exclaimed, while with trembling hands he disposed of his auxiliary eyes, and sought his never-failing resource in trouble, the gifted version of the psalms;", "start_byte": 645075, "end_byte": 645235, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 255.63999938964844, "end_time": 264.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 255.77499938964843, "cut_end_time": 264.60012438964844}, {"text": "The bear shook his shaggy sides, and then a well-known voice replied:", "start_byte": 645446, "end_byte": 645515, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 276.9599914550781, "end_time": 281.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 277.66499145507817, "cut_end_time": 281.45005395507815}, {"text": " demanded David, utterly disqualified to pursue his original intention, and nearly gasping for breath.", "start_byte": 645682, "end_byte": 645784, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 291.760009765625, "end_time": 297.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 291.735009765625, "cut_end_time": 297.170009765625}, {"text": " returned David, breathing more freely, as the truth began to dawn upon him.", "start_byte": 646020, "end_byte": 646096, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 311.32000732421875, "end_time": 315.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 311.2950073242188, "cut_end_time": 315.18000732421876}, {"text": " returned Hawkeye, uncasing his honest countenance, the better to assure the wavering confidence of his companion;", "start_byte": 646209, "end_byte": 646323, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 321.9200134277344, "end_time": 328.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 321.8950134277344, "cut_end_time": 328.1600759277344}, {"text": " interrupted David.", "start_byte": 646587, "end_byte": 646606, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 343.3599853515625, "end_time": 344.79998779296875, "cut_start_time": 343.3649853515625, "cut_end_time": 344.46004785156254}, {"text": "\u201cThe young man is in bondage, and much I fear his death is decreed. I greatly mourn that one so well disposed should die in his ignorance, and I have sought a goodly hymn \u2014 \u201d", "start_byte": 646717, "end_byte": 646891, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 351.6000061035156, "end_time": 361.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 352.2850061035156, "cut_end_time": 361.6100061035157}, {"text": " returned David, hesitating;", "start_byte": 646953, "end_byte": 646981, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 366.3999938964844, "end_time": 368.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 366.3749938964844, "cut_end_time": 368.0000563964844}, {"text": " returned Hawkeye, concealing his face again, and setting the example in his own person, by instantly quitting the lodge.", "start_byte": 647108, "end_byte": 647229, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 376.4800109863281, "end_time": 383.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 376.45501098632815, "cut_end_time": 383.22007348632815}, {"text": "As they proceeded, the scout ascertained that his companion found access to Uncas, under privilege of his imaginary infirmity, aided by the favor he had acquired with one of the guards, who, in consequence of speaking a little English, had been selected by David as the subject of a religious conversion. How far the Huron comprehended the intentions of his new friend may well be doubted; but as exclusive attention is as flattering to a savage as to a more civilized individual, it had produced the effect we have mentioned. It is unnecessary to repeat the shrewd manner with which the scout extracted these particulars from the simple David; neither shall we dwell in this place on the nature of the instruction he delivered, when completely master of all the necessary facts; as the whole will be sufficiently explained to the reader in the course of the narrative.", "start_byte": 647231, "end_byte": 648100, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 383.1600036621094, "end_time": 431.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 383.6250036621094, "cut_end_time": 430.9100661621094}, {"text": "The lodge in which Uncas was confined was in the very center of the village, and in a situation, perhaps, more difficult than any other to approach, or leave, without observation. But it was not the policy of Hawkeye to affect the least concealment. Presuming on his disguise, and his ability to sustain the character he had assumed, he took the most plain and direct route to the place. The hour, however, afforded him some little of that protection which he appeared so much to despise. The boys were already buried in sleep, and all the women, and most of the warriors, had retired to their lodges for the night. Four or five of the latter only lingered about the door of the prison of Uncas, wary but close observers of the manner of their captive.", "start_byte": 648102, "end_byte": 648854, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 431.6000061035156, "end_time": 473.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 432.18500610351566, "cut_end_time": 473.01000610351565}, {"text": "At the sight of Gamut, accompanied by one in the well-known masquerade of their most distinguished conjurer, they readily made way for them both. Still they betrayed no intention to depart. On the other hand, they were evidently disposed to remain bound to the place by an additional interest in the mysterious mummeries that they of course expected from such a visit.", "start_byte": 648856, "end_byte": 649224, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 473.55999755859375, "end_time": 493.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 474.05499755859375, "cut_end_time": 493.75006005859376}, {"text": "From the total inability of the scout to address the Hurons in their own language, he was compelled to trust the conversation entirely to David. Notwithstanding the simplicity of the latter, he did ample justice to the instructions he had received, more than fulfilling the strongest hopes of his teacher.", "start_byte": 649226, "end_byte": 649531, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 493.9599914550781, "end_time": 510.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 494.22499145507817, "cut_end_time": 510.1201164550781}, {"text": " he exclaimed, addressing himself to the savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;", "start_byte": 649559, "end_byte": 649672, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 512.47998046875, "end_time": 518.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 512.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 517.8101054687501}, {"text": "The exclamation", "start_byte": 649948, "end_byte": 649963, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 534.760009765625, "end_time": 536.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 535.125009765625, "cut_end_time": 536.110009765625}, {"text": " delivered in a strong tone of assent, announced the gratification the savage would receive in witnessing such an exhibition of weakness in an enemy so long hated and so much feared.", "start_byte": 649971, "end_byte": 650153, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 536.47998046875, "end_time": 547.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 536.6649804687501, "cut_end_time": 546.78010546875}, {"text": "The Huron explained the meaning of David to his fellows, who, in their turn, listened to the project with that sort of satisfaction that their untamed spirits might be expected to find in such a refinement in cruelty. They drew back a little from the entrance and motioned to the supposed conjurer to enter. But the bear, instead of obeying, maintained the seat it had taken, and growled:", "start_byte": 650251, "end_byte": 650639, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 553.6400146484375, "end_time": 575.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 554.1650146484375, "cut_end_time": 575.3100146484376}, {"text": " continued David, improving the hint he received;", "start_byte": 650746, "end_byte": 650795, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 581.239990234375, "end_time": 584.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 581.324990234375, "cut_end_time": 584.100115234375}, {"text": "The Hurons, who would have deemed such a misfortune the heaviest calamity that could befall them, fell back in a body, taking a position where they were out of earshot, though at the same time they could command a view of the entrance to the lodge. Then, as if satisfied of their safety, the scout left his position, and slowly entered the place. It was silent and gloomy, being tenanted solely by the captive, and lighted by the dying embers of a fire, which had been used for the purposed of cookery.", "start_byte": 650828, "end_byte": 651330, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 586.0800170898438, "end_time": 614.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 586.3850170898438, "cut_end_time": 613.6400170898438}, {"text": "Uncas occupied a distant corner, in a reclining attitude, being rigidly bound, both hands and feet, by strong and painful withes. When the frightful object first presented itself to the young Mohican, he did not deign to bestow a single glance on the animal. The scout, who had left David at the door, to ascertain they were not observed, thought it prudent to preserve his disguise until assured of their privacy. Instead of speaking, therefore, he exerted himself to enact one of the antics of the animal he represented. The young Mohican, who at first believed his enemies had sent in a real beast to torment him, and try his nerves, detected in those performances that to Heyward had appeared so accurate, certain blemishes, that at once betrayed the counterfeit. Had Hawkeye been aware of the low estimation in which the skillful Uncas held his representations, he would probably have prolonged the entertainment a little in pique. But the scornful expression of the young man\u2019s eye admitted of so many constructions, that the worthy scout was spared the mortification of such a discovery. As soon, therefore, as David gave the preconcerted signal, a low hissing sound was heard in the lodge in place of the fierce growlings of the bear.", "start_byte": 651332, "end_byte": 652574, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 614.239990234375, "end_time": 685.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 614.484990234375, "cut_end_time": 685.1801152343751}, {"text": "[Illustration] His keen eye rested on the shaggy monster.", "start_byte": 652576, "end_byte": 652633, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 685.0800170898438, "end_time": 686.0, "cut_start_time": 685.0550170898438, "cut_end_time": 686.1000170898437}, {"text": "Uncas had cast his body back against the wall of the hut and closed his eyes, as if willing to exclude so contemptible and disagreeable an object from his sight. But the moment the noise of the serpent was heard, he arose, and cast his looks on each side of him, bending his head low, and turning it inquiringly in every direction, until his keen eye rested on the shaggy monster, where it remained riveted, as though fixed by the power of a charm. Again the same sounds were repeated, evidently proceeding from the mouth of the beast. Once more the eyes of the youth roamed over the interior of the lodge, and returning to the former resting place, he uttered, in a deep, suppressed voice:", "start_byte": 652635, "end_byte": 653325, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 686.0, "end_time": 724.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 686.265, "cut_end_time": 724.0}, {"text": " said Hawkeye to David, who just then approached them.", "start_byte": 653355, "end_byte": 653409, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 727.3599853515625, "end_time": 730.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 727.3349853515625, "cut_end_time": 730.3801103515625}, {"text": "The singer did as he was ordered, and Uncas found his limbs released. At the same moment the dried skin of the animal rattled, and presently the scout arose to his feet, in proper person. The Mohican appeared to comprehend the nature of the attempt his friend had made, intuitively, neither tongue nor feature betraying another symptom of surprise. When Hawkeye had cast his shaggy vestment, which was done by simply loosing certain thongs of skin, he drew a long, glittering knife, and put it in the hands of Uncas.", "start_byte": 653411, "end_byte": 653927, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 730.4000244140625, "end_time": 758.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 730.7850244140625, "cut_end_time": 758.4500244140626}, {"text": " he said;", "start_byte": 653958, "end_byte": 653967, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 760.5599975585938, "end_time": 761.0, "cut_start_time": 760.5349975585938, "cut_end_time": 761.0900600585937}, {"text": " At the same time he laid his finger significantly on another similar weapon, both being the fruits of his prowess among their enemies during the evening.", "start_byte": 653986, "end_byte": 654140, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 762.3200073242188, "end_time": 770.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 762.6250073242188, "cut_end_time": 770.0200073242188}, {"text": " said Uncas.", "start_byte": 654155, "end_byte": 654167, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 771.5999755859375, "end_time": 772.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 771.5749755859375, "cut_end_time": 772.5400380859376}, {"text": " said the scout in English \u2014 a language he was apt to use when a little abstracted in mind;", "start_byte": 654254, "end_byte": 654345, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 778.5599975585938, "end_time": 783.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 778.5349975585938, "cut_end_time": 782.9301225585938}, {"text": " said Uncas, scornfully;", "start_byte": 654577, "end_byte": 654601, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 796.1599731445312, "end_time": 797.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 796.1349731445313, "cut_end_time": 797.3700981445313}, {"text": "Uncas, who had already approached the door, in readiness to lead the way, now recoiled, and placed himself, once more, in the bottom of the lodge. But Hawkeye, who was too much occupied with his own thoughts to note the movement, continued speaking more to himself than to his companion.", "start_byte": 655175, "end_byte": 655462, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 829.760009765625, "end_time": 844.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 829.995009765625, "cut_end_time": 845.030072265625}, {"text": " he said,", "start_byte": 655476, "end_byte": 655485, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 845.760009765625, "end_time": 846.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 845.735009765625, "cut_end_time": 846.420072265625}, {"text": "The young Mohican made no reply, but quietly folded his arms, and leaned his body against one of the upright posts that supported the wall of the hut.", "start_byte": 655677, "end_byte": 655827, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 856.3200073242188, "end_time": 864.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 856.5050073242188, "cut_end_time": 864.1200073242188}, {"text": " said the scout looking up at him,", "start_byte": 655836, "end_byte": 655870, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 865.4400024414062, "end_time": 867.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 865.4150024414063, "cut_end_time": 867.1400024414063}, {"text": " was the calm reply.", "start_byte": 655991, "end_byte": 656011, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 874.1599731445312, "end_time": 875.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 874.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 875.5300356445313}, {"text": " returned Hawkeye, squeezing the hand of Uncas between his own iron fingers;", "start_byte": 656117, "end_byte": 656193, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 882.9600219726562, "end_time": 887.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 882.9350219726563, "cut_end_time": 887.0400844726563}, {"text": "Whatever might have been the private opinion of Uncas of their respective abilities in this particular, his grave countenance manifested no opinion of his superiority. He silently and expeditiously encased himself in the covering of the beast, and then awaited such other movements as his more aged companion saw fit to dictate.", "start_byte": 656500, "end_byte": 656828, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 906.0, "end_time": 924.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 906.485, "cut_end_time": 924.3500625}, {"text": " said Hawkeye, addressing David,", "start_byte": 656844, "end_byte": 656876, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 925.5999755859375, "end_time": 927.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 925.5749755859375, "cut_end_time": 927.5100380859375}, {"text": "David parted with the several articles named with a readiness that would have done great credit to his liberality, had he not certainly profited, in many particulars, by the exchange. Hawkeye was not long in assuming his borrowed garments; and when his restless eyes were hid behind the glasses, and his head was surmounted by the triangular beaver, as their statures were not dissimilar, he might readily have passed for the singer, by starlight. As soon as these dispositions were made, the scout turned to David, and gave him his parting instructions.", "start_byte": 657273, "end_byte": 657827, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 947.9600219726562, "end_time": 977.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 948.2250219726562, "cut_end_time": 977.1000844726562}, {"text": " he bluntly asked, by way of obtaining a suitable understanding of the whole case before he ventured a prescription.", "start_byte": 657863, "end_byte": 657979, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 979.239990234375, "end_time": 985.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 979.4249902343751, "cut_end_time": 984.650052734375}, {"text": " returned David, a little nettled at so direct an attack on his manhood;", "start_byte": 658075, "end_byte": 658147, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 990.760009765625, "end_time": 994.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 990.875009765625, "cut_end_time": 994.5800722656251}, {"text": " said David, firmly;", "start_byte": 658791, "end_byte": 658811, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1031.0400390625, "end_time": 1032.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1031.0150390625, "cut_end_time": 1032.3101015625}, {"text": " said David, perceiving that with this assurance they were about to leave him;", "start_byte": 659573, "end_byte": 659651, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1075.5999755859375, "end_time": 1079.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1075.5749755859374, "cut_end_time": 1078.9601005859374}, {"text": "The scout hesitated, and appeared to muse.", "start_byte": 659960, "end_byte": 660002, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1096.760009765625, "end_time": 1100.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1096.955009765625, "cut_end_time": 1099.520009765625}, {"text": " he said,", "start_byte": 660035, "end_byte": 660044, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1101.8399658203125, "end_time": 1102.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1101.8149658203124, "cut_end_time": 1102.4100908203125}, {"text": " Then heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned, he added:", "start_byte": 660129, "end_byte": 660255, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1107.719970703125, "end_time": 1116.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1108.2549707031249, "cut_end_time": 1115.9300332031248}, {"text": "So saying, the scout returned and shook David cordially by the hand; after which act of friendship he immediately left the lodge, attended by the new representative of the beast.", "start_byte": 660640, "end_byte": 660818, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1138.8800048828125, "end_time": 1149.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1138.8750048828124, "cut_end_time": 1148.9200673828125}, {"text": "The instant Hawkeye found himself under the observation of the Hurons, he drew up his tall form in the rigid manner of David, threw out his arm in the act of keeping time, and commenced what he intended for an imitation of his psalmody. Happily for the success of this delicate adventure, he had to deal with ears but little practised in the concord of sweet sounds, or the miserable effort would infallibly have been detected. It was necessary to pass within a dangerous proximity of the dark group of the savages, and the voice of the scout grew louder as they drew nigher. When at the nearest point the Huron who spoke the English thrust out an arm, and stopped the supposed singing-master.", "start_byte": 660820, "end_byte": 661513, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1149.6800537109375, "end_time": 1190.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1150.2750537109373, "cut_end_time": 1190.4501162109375}, {"text": " he said, leaning forward, and peering through the dim light to catch the expression of the other\u2019s features;", "start_byte": 661534, "end_byte": 661643, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1192.3199462890625, "end_time": 1197.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1192.2949462890624, "cut_end_time": 1197.2100087890624}, {"text": "A growl, so exceedingly fierce and natural, proceeded from the beast, that the young Indian released his hold and started aside, as if to assure himself that it was not a veritable bear, and no counterfeit, that was rolling before him. Hawkeye, who feared his voice would betray him to his subtle enemies, gladly profited by the interruption, to break out anew in such a burst of musical expression as would, probably, in a more refined state of society have been termed", "start_byte": 661694, "end_byte": 662164, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1200.3199462890625, "end_time": 1226.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 1200.6249462890623, "cut_end_time": 1226.3800712890625}, {"text": " Among his actual auditors, however, it merely gave him an additional claim to that respect which they never withhold from such as are believed to be the subjects of mental alienation. The little knot of Indians drew back in a body, and suffered, as they thought, the conjurer and his inspired assistant to proceed.", "start_byte": 662181, "end_byte": 662496, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1228.199951171875, "end_time": 1245.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1228.394951171875, "cut_end_time": 1244.8700136718749}, {"text": "It required no common exercise of fortitude in Uncas and the scout to continue the dignified and deliberate pace they had assumed in passing the lodge; especially as they immediately perceived that curiosity had so far mastered fear, as to induce the watchers to approach the hut, in order to witness the effect of the incantations. The least injudicious or impatient movement on the part of David might betray them, and time was absolutely necessary to insure the safety of the scout. The loud noise the latter conceived it politic to continue, drew many curious gazers to the doors of the different huts as thy passed; and once or twice a dark-looking warrior stepped across their path, led to the act by superstition and watchfulness. They were not, however, interrupted, the darkness of the hour, and the boldness of the attempt, proving their principal friends.", "start_byte": 662498, "end_byte": 663364, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1245.8399658203125, "end_time": 1296.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1246.5349658203124, "cut_end_time": 1296.0900908203125}, {"text": "The adventurers had got clear of the village, and were now swiftly approaching the shelter of the woods, when a loud and long cry arose from the lodge where Uncas had been confined. The Mohican started on his feet, and shook his shaggy covering, as though the animal he counterfeited was about to make some desperate effort.", "start_byte": 663366, "end_byte": 663690, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1296.8800048828125, "end_time": 1313.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1297.4350048828123, "cut_end_time": 1313.4400673828125}, {"text": " said the scout, grasping his friend by the shoulder,", "start_byte": 663699, "end_byte": 663752, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1314.4000244140625, "end_time": 1317.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1314.3750244140624, "cut_end_time": 1316.8300869140623}, {"text": "He had no occasion to delay, for at the next instant a burst of cries filled the outer air, and ran along the whole extent of the village. Uncas cast his skin, and stepped forth in his own beautiful proportions. 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test/2163/3331/oldfashionedgirl_14_alcott_64kb.json

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It's all right then, but when a nice person comes it's part of the fun to let him go on to the very end, whether the girls care for him or not. The more proposals, the more credit. Fan says Trix always asks when she comes home after the summer excursions, 'How many birds have you bagged?' as if men were partridges. What wicked creatures we are! some of us at least. I wonder why such a love of conquest was put into us? Mother says a great deal of it is owing to bad education nowadays, but some girls seem born for the express purpose of making trouble and would manage to do it if they lived in a howling wilderness. I'm afraid I've got a spice of it, and if I had the chance, should be as bad as any of them. I've tried it and liked it, and maybe this is the consequence of that night's fun.\u201d", "start_byte": 394047, "end_byte": 395552, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 61.68000030517578, "end_time": 169.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 62.505000305175784, "cut_end_time": 169.2300003051758, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, Puttel, Puttel, what a fool I am!\u201d", "start_byte": 396329, "end_byte": 396368, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 221.39999389648438, "end_time": 226.0800018310547, "cut_start_time": 221.74499389648437, "cut_end_time": 224.59011889648437, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "droll": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}, "mixture": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 7}, "self-reproach": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 7}, "self-approval": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 7}}}, {"text": "\u201cJust suppose it is true, that he does ask me, and I say yes! What a stir it would make, and what fun it would be to see the faces of the girls when it came out! They all think a great deal of him because he is so hard to please, and almost any of them would feel immensely flattered if he liked them, whether they chose to marry him or not. Trix has tried for years to fascinate him, and he can't bear her, and I'm so glad! What a spiteful thing I am. Well, I can't help it, she does aggravate me so!", "start_byte": 396543, "end_byte": 397044, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 238.44000244140625, "end_time": 273.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 239.15500244140625, "cut_end_time": 273.64000244140624, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt don't do to think of her, and I won't!", "start_byte": 397146, "end_byte": 397188, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 280.4800109863281, "end_time": 283.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 280.76501098632815, "cut_end_time": 283.45001098632815, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat an easy life I should have plenty of money, quantities of friends, all sorts of pleasures, and no work, no poverty, no cold shoulders or patched boots. I could do so much for all at home how I should enjoy that!", "start_byte": 397277, "end_byte": 397494, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 289.3999938964844, "end_time": 305.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 289.6849938964844, "cut_end_time": 304.8901188964844, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAh, but I don't love him, and I'm afraid I never can as I ought! He's very good, and generous, and wise, and would be kind, I know, but somehow I can't imagine spending my life with him; I'm so afraid I should get tired of him, and then what should I do? Polly Sydney don't sound well, and Mrs. Arthur Sydney don't seem to fit me a bit. Wonder how it would seem to call him 'Arthur'?", "start_byte": 397705, "end_byte": 398089, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 320.5199890136719, "end_time": 349.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 320.7649890136719, "cut_end_time": 349.2101140136719, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt's a pretty name, but rather too fine, and I should n't dare to say 'Syd,' as his sister does. I like short, plain, home-like names, such as Will, Ned, or Tom. No, no, I can never care for him, and it's no use to try!", "start_byte": 398185, "end_byte": 398405, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 356.0799865722656, "end_time": 375.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 356.55498657226565, "cut_end_time": 374.84004907226563, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "under": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}, "her": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "breath": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "broke": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "sudden": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI won't think of myself, or try to mend one mistake by making another,", "start_byte": 398758, "end_byte": 398829, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 399.55999755859375, "end_time": 404.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 400.2849975585938, "cut_end_time": 404.6101225585938, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "sigh": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}, "heavy": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'll do what I can for Fan, and not stand between her and a chance of happiness. Let me see, how can I begin? I won't walk with him any more; I'll dodge and go roundabout ways, so that we can't meet. I never had much faith in the remarkable coincidence of his always happening home to dinner just as I go to give the Roths their lesson. The fact is, I like to meet him, I am glad to be seen with him, and put on airs, I dare say, like a vain goose as I am. Well, I won't do it any more, and that will spare Fan one affliction. Poor dear, how I must have worried her all this time, and never guessed it. She has n't been quite as kind as ever; but when she got sharp, I fancied it was dyspepsia. Oh, me! I wish the other trouble could be cured as easily as this.\u201d", "start_byte": 398859, "end_byte": 399622, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 406.9599914550781, "end_time": 465.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 407.42499145507816, "cut_end_time": 465.09005395507813, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cPuttel, when missis abuses you, play it's dyspepsia, and don't bear malice, because it's a very trying disease, my dear.\u201d", "start_byte": 399719, "end_byte": 399841, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 472.55999755859375, "end_time": 482.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 472.6949975585938, "cut_end_time": 481.43006005859377, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "aloud": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIf he does n't take that hint, I will give him a stronger one, for I will not have matters come to a crisis, though I can't deny that my wicked vanity strongly tempts me to try and'bag a bird' just for the excitement and credit of the thing. Polly, I'm ashamed of you! What would your blessed mother say to hear such expressions from you? I'd write and tell her all the worry, only it would n't do any good, and would only trouble her. I've no right to tell Fan's secrets, and I'm ashamed to tell mine. No, I'll leave mother in peace, and fight it out alone. I do think Fan would suit him excellently by and by. He has known her all her life, and has a good influence over her. Love would do so much toward making her what she might be; it's a shame to have the chance lost just because he happens to see me. I should think she'd hate me; but I'll show her that she need n't, and do all I can to help her; for she has been so good to me nothing shall ever make me forget that. It is a delicate and dangerous task, but I guess I can manage it; at any rate I'll try, and have nothing to reproach myself with if things do go 'contrary.'\u201d", "start_byte": 399899, "end_byte": 401034, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 486.6000061035156, "end_time": 566.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 486.9850061035157, "cut_end_time": 565.4100061035157, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cdelicate and dangerous task.", "start_byte": 401585, "end_byte": 401614, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 603.760009765625, "end_time": 606.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 603.875009765625, "cut_end_time": 606.050072265625, "narrative_prediction": {"began": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201ccontrary", "start_byte": 404474, "end_byte": 404483, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 798.9600219726562, "end_time": 799.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 798.9350219726563, "cut_end_time": 799.7900844726563, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201ca good match", "start_byte": 404968, "end_byte": 404981, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 832.5599975585938, "end_time": 833.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 832.5549975585938, "cut_end_time": 833.5601225585938, "narrative_prediction": {"make": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cIf I don't love him, I ought not to marry him, especially when I do love somebody else, though everything is against me.", "start_byte": 405092, "end_byte": 405213, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 840.3599853515625, "end_time": 849.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 840.6949853515625, "cut_end_time": 848.5300478515625, "narrative_prediction": {"was": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cwait and see.\u201d", "start_byte": 405554, "end_byte": 405569, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 872.4000244140625, "end_time": 874.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 872.4150244140625, "cut_end_time": 873.4800869140626, "narrative_prediction": {"thought": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cwait and see", "start_byte": 405650, "end_byte": 405663, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 879.8400268554688, "end_time": 880.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 879.8150268554688, "cut_end_time": 880.6600268554688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWho is here, Katy?\u201d", "start_byte": 406486, "end_byte": 406506, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 938.239990234375, "end_time": 939.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 938.2849902343751, "cut_end_time": 939.320052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cOnly Mr. Sydney and Master Tom. Won't you stop a bit, Miss Polly?\u201d", "start_byte": 406508, "end_byte": 406575, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 939.7999877929688, "end_time": 944.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 939.9749877929688, "cut_end_time": 944.1301127929688, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "softly": {"id": "2", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cNot this morning, I'm rather in a hurry.", "start_byte": 406577, "end_byte": 406618, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 944.9600219726562, "end_time": 947.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 945.3050219726563, "cut_end_time": 947.3700844726562, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "softly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cNow, go back, old dear, you must n't follow me. Oh, Nep, it's so hard to put love away when you want it very much and it is n't right to take it.", "start_byte": 406988, "end_byte": 407134, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 973.0, "end_time": 984.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 973.315, "cut_end_time": 983.4200625, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "softly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cSince he is safe with Fanny, I may venture to walk where I like. It 's such a lovely day, all the babies will be out, and it always does me good to see them,", "start_byte": 407252, "end_byte": 407410, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 993.7999877929688, "end_time": 1003.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 994.2149877929688, "cut_end_time": 1003.7801127929688, "narrative_prediction": {"thought": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cTake hold of Master Charley's hand, Miss Mamie, and walk pretty, like Willy and Flossy,", "start_byte": 408136, "end_byte": 408224, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1055.43994140625, "end_time": 1060.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1055.7649414062498, "cut_end_time": 1060.6800664062498, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNo, no, I want to do wid Willy, and he won't let me. Do'way, Tarley, I don't lite you,", "start_byte": 408242, "end_byte": 408329, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1062.3599853515625, "end_time": 1068.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1062.6149853515624, "cut_end_time": 1068.5600478515623, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWilly likes Flossy best, so stop crying and come right along, you naughty child.\u201d", "start_byte": 408539, "end_byte": 408621, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1082.56005859375, "end_time": 1088.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1082.74505859375, "cut_end_time": 1087.15005859375, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHow early the old story begins!\u201d", "start_byte": 408789, "end_byte": 408822, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1100.3599853515625, "end_time": 1104.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1100.8249853515624, "cut_end_time": 1103.4400478515624, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "smile": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "sigh": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cDon't you forget, now,", "start_byte": 409209, "end_byte": 409232, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1130.56005859375, "end_time": 1132.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1131.23505859375, "cut_end_time": 1132.34005859375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "bashfully": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhy, of course I shan't!\u201d", "start_byte": 409373, "end_byte": 409399, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1140.8800048828125, "end_time": 1143.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1141.1750048828123, "cut_end_time": 1142.7200673828124, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "reproachfully": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat little romance runs smoothly so far; I hope it may to the end,", "start_byte": 409401, "end_byte": 409469, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1143.760009765625, "end_time": 1148.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1144.115009765625, "cut_end_time": 1148.4400722656248, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "heartily": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHow happy they seem; oh, dear!", "start_byte": 410011, "end_byte": 410042, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1184.0, "end_time": 1186.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1184.355, "cut_end_time": 1186.5000625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cVery warm, is n't it?", "start_byte": 410934, "end_byte": 410956, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1246.52001953125, "end_time": 1247.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1246.72501953125, "cut_end_time": 1247.84008203125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou seem to find it so.", "start_byte": 411035, "end_byte": 411059, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1253.5999755859375, "end_time": 1255.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1254.1749755859373, "cut_end_time": 1255.5501005859373, "narrative_prediction": {"laughed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cHave you given up teaching the Roths?", "start_byte": 411220, "end_byte": 411258, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1267.0, "end_time": 1269.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1267.3049999999998, "cut_end_time": 1269.5, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNo.\u201d", "start_byte": 411297, "end_byte": 411302, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1272.760009765625, "end_time": 1273.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1272.945009765625, "cut_end_time": 1273.490009765625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDo you go as usual?\u201d", "start_byte": 411304, "end_byte": 411325, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1273.719970703125, "end_time": 1275.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1274.084970703125, "cut_end_time": 1275.1900332031248, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYes.\u201d", "start_byte": 411327, "end_byte": 411333, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1275.5999755859375, "end_time": 1277.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1275.8049755859374, "cut_end_time": 1276.7701005859374, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, it's a mystery to me how you get there.\u201d", "start_byte": 411335, "end_byte": 411382, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1277.0400390625, "end_time": 1280.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1277.4050390625, "cut_end_time": 1279.9700390624998, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAs much as it is to me how you got here so suddenly.\u201d", "start_byte": 411384, "end_byte": 411438, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1280.719970703125, "end_time": 1284.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1280.704970703125, "cut_end_time": 1284.240095703125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI saw you from the Shaws' window and took the liberty of running after you by the back street,", "start_byte": 411440, "end_byte": 411535, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1284.6800537109375, "end_time": 1289.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1285.1050537109375, "cut_end_time": 1289.6401162109373, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laughing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat is the way I get to the Roths,", "start_byte": 411557, "end_byte": 411593, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1291.5999755859375, "end_time": 1293.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1292.0449755859374, "cut_end_time": 1293.8001005859373, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt's not nearly so pleasant or so short for you as the park.\u201d", "start_byte": 411693, "end_byte": 411755, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1300.280029296875, "end_time": 1304.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1300.8050292968749, "cut_end_time": 1303.9200917968749, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI know it, but people sometimes get tired of old ways and like to try new ones.\u201d", "start_byte": 411757, "end_byte": 411838, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1304.1600341796875, "end_time": 1309.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1304.5650341796875, "cut_end_time": 1309.3100341796874, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDo you get tired of old friends, too, Miss Polly?\u201d", "start_byte": 411927, "end_byte": 411978, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1314.9200439453125, "end_time": 1318.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1315.1350439453124, "cut_end_time": 1317.9700439453125, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNot often; but", "start_byte": 411980, "end_byte": 411995, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1318.43994140625, "end_time": 1319.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1318.7649414062498, "cut_end_time": 1319.82006640625, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHow is Fan?\u201d", "start_byte": 412236, "end_byte": 412249, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1335.280029296875, "end_time": 1336.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 1335.455029296875, "cut_end_time": 1336.2200917968748, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDashing, as ever. Do you know I'm rather disappointed in Fanny, for she don't seem to improve with her years,", "start_byte": 412251, "end_byte": 412361, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1336.52001953125, "end_time": 1342.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1336.68501953125, "cut_end_time": 1342.77008203125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAh, you never see her at her best. She puts on that dashing air before people to hide her real self. But I know her better; and I assure you that she does improve; she tries to mend her faults, though she won't own it, and will surprise you some day, by the amount of heart and sense and goodness she has got.\u201d", "start_byte": 412429, "end_byte": 412740, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1347.0400390625, "end_time": 1366.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1347.0150390625, "cut_end_time": 1366.3001015625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm very glad to hear it, and willingly take your word for it. Everybody shows you their good side, I think, and that is why you find the world such a pleasant place.\u201d", "start_byte": 412856, "end_byte": 413024, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1373.6800537109375, "end_time": 1384.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1374.0250537109373, "cut_end_time": 1384.3701162109373, "narrative_prediction": {"spoke": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "heartily": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, but I don't! It often seems like a very hard and dismal place, and I croak over my trials like an ungrateful raven.\u201d", "start_byte": 413026, "end_byte": 413147, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1384.6800537109375, "end_time": 1393.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1385.0950537109375, "cut_end_time": 1392.5200537109374, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cCan't we make the trials lighter for you?\u201d", "start_byte": 413149, "end_byte": 413192, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1393.1199951171875, "end_time": 1395.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1393.6449951171874, "cut_end_time": 1395.8300576171873, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThank you, no. I don't get more tribulation than is good for me, I fancy, and we are apt to make mistakes when we try to dodge troubles.\u201d", "start_byte": 413328, "end_byte": 413466, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1404.760009765625, "end_time": 1414.0, "cut_start_time": 1405.0850097656248, "cut_end_time": 1413.4400097656248, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOr people,", "start_byte": 413468, "end_byte": 413479, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1414.0, "end_time": 1414.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1414.115, "cut_end_time": 1414.9500624999998, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHow lovely the park looks,", "start_byte": 413547, "end_byte": 413574, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1419.0799560546875, "end_time": 1421.0, "cut_start_time": 1419.3949560546873, "cut_end_time": 1420.9300185546874, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "confusion": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cYes, it's the pleasantest walk we have; don't you think so?", "start_byte": 413607, "end_byte": 413667, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1423.43994140625, "end_time": 1427.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1423.9749414062499, "cut_end_time": 1427.3800664062499, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYes, indeed! It's always so refreshing to me to see a little bit of the country, as it were, especially at this season.\u201d", "start_byte": 413748, "end_byte": 413869, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1432.1600341796875, "end_time": 1440.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1432.4550341796873, "cut_end_time": 1439.7800966796874, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI thought so; well, I'm going out of town on business for several weeks, so you can enjoy your'little bit of country' without being annoyed by me.\u201d", "start_byte": 414577, "end_byte": 414725, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1487.3199462890625, "end_time": 1498.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1487.6749462890625, "cut_end_time": 1498.2800087890623, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "quietly": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cAnnoyed? Oh, no!", "start_byte": 414727, "end_byte": 414744, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1498.3199462890625, "end_time": 1500.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1498.5249462890624, "cut_end_time": 1500.2100087890624, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "earnestly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHonestly, now, would n't you go the old way and enjoy it as much as ever, if I was n't anywhere about to set the busybodies gossiping?\u201d", "start_byte": 415185, "end_byte": 415321, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1529.280029296875, "end_time": 1537.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1529.5350292968749, "cut_end_time": 1537.810029296875, "narrative_prediction": {"asking": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYes,", "start_byte": 415323, "end_byte": 415328, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1537.8399658203125, "end_time": 1538.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1538.0249658203124, "cut_end_time": 1538.5400283203123, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, there's Tom!", "start_byte": 415578, "end_byte": 415595, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1553.6800537109375, "end_time": 1555.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1554.0050537109373, "cut_end_time": 1555.1901162109375, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cGood by, Polly.\u201d", "start_byte": 415825, "end_byte": 415842, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1568.719970703125, "end_time": 1570.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1568.9849707031249, "cut_end_time": 1570.060095703125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cUncle", "start_byte": 416305, "end_byte": 416311, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1602.47998046875, "end_time": 1603.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1602.5549804687498, "cut_end_time": 1603.1700429687498, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat have you been doing with yourself lately?", "start_byte": 417058, "end_byte": 417105, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1654.1600341796875, "end_time": 1657.0, "cut_start_time": 1654.6350341796874, "cut_end_time": 1656.9300341796875, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "composing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cWagging to and fro as usual. What's the news with you?", "start_byte": 417187, "end_byte": 417242, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1662.0799560546875, "end_time": 1666.0, "cut_start_time": 1662.1949560546875, "cut_end_time": 1665.8700185546875, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNothing particular. Trix treats Tom shamefully, and he bears it like a lamb. I tell him to break his engagement, and not be worried so; but he won't, because she has been jilted once and he thinks it's such a mean thing to do.\u201d", "start_byte": 417342, "end_byte": 417570, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1671.9200439453125, "end_time": 1688.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1672.3550439453124, "cut_end_time": 1687.5601064453124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cPerhaps she'll jilt him.\u201d", "start_byte": 417572, "end_byte": 417598, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1688.0400390625, "end_time": 1690.0, "cut_start_time": 1688.3450390624998, "cut_end_time": 1689.7200390624998, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI've no doubt she will, if anything better comes along. But Trix is getting passe, and I should n't wonder if she kept him to his word, just out of perversity, if nothing else.\u201d", "start_byte": 417600, "end_byte": 417778, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1690.0, "end_time": 1702.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1690.3349999999998, "cut_end_time": 1701.9500624999998, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cPoor Tom, what a fate!", "start_byte": 417780, "end_byte": 417803, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1702.56005859375, "end_time": 1704.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1702.8950585937498, "cut_end_time": 1704.59012109375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIf you call Trix passe at twenty-three, what shall we all be at twenty-five?", "start_byte": 417976, "end_byte": 418053, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1715.52001953125, "end_time": 1721.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1715.8150195312498, "cut_end_time": 1720.32008203125, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laugh": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cUtterly done with, and laid upon the shelf. I feel so already, for I don't get half the attention I used to have, and the other night I heard Maud and Grace wondering why those old girls'did n't stay at home, and give them a chance.'\u201d", "start_byte": 418055, "end_byte": 418290, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1721.0799560546875, "end_time": 1736.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1721.3849560546873, "cut_end_time": 1735.8700185546875, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laugh": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cHow is Maudie?\u201d", "start_byte": 418292, "end_byte": 418308, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1736.1199951171875, "end_time": 1737.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1736.2449951171875, "cut_end_time": 1737.3101201171874, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "groan": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "comical": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "tragical": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laugh": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cPretty well, but she worries me by her queer tastes and notions. She loves to go into the kitchen and mess, she hates to study, and said right before the Vincents that she should think it would be great fun to be a beggar-girl, to go round with a basket, it must be so interesting to see what you'd get.\u201d", "start_byte": 418310, "end_byte": 418615, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1737.760009765625, "end_time": 1756.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1737.945009765625, "cut_end_time": 1756.010009765625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cMinnie said the other day she wished she was a pigeon so she could paddle in the puddles and not fuss about rubbers.\u201d", "start_byte": 418617, "end_byte": 418735, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1756.5999755859375, "end_time": 1763.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1756.9049755859373, "cut_end_time": 1762.5000380859374, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cBy the way, when is her uncle coming back?", "start_byte": 418737, "end_byte": 418780, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1763.199951171875, "end_time": 1765.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1763.554951171875, "cut_end_time": 1765.760076171875, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm sure I don't know.\u201d", "start_byte": 418878, "end_byte": 418902, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1771.4000244140625, "end_time": 1773.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1771.7550244140625, "cut_end_time": 1773.0200244140624, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNor care, I suppose, you hard-hearted thing.\u201d", "start_byte": 418904, "end_byte": 418950, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1773.3599853515625, "end_time": 1777.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1773.5849853515624, "cut_end_time": 1777.0701103515623, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWhy, Fan, what do you mean?\u201d", "start_byte": 418952, "end_byte": 418981, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1777.280029296875, "end_time": 1779.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1777.445029296875, "cut_end_time": 1778.850029296875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm not blind, my dear, neither is Tom, and when a young gentleman cuts a call abruptly short, and races after a young lady, and is seen holding her hand at the quietest corner of the park, and then goes travelling all of a sudden, we know what it means if you don't.\u201d", "start_byte": 418983, "end_byte": 419252, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1779.239990234375, "end_time": 1797.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1779.404990234375, "cut_end_time": 1796.560052734375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWho got up that nice idea, I should like to know?", "start_byte": 419254, "end_byte": 419304, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1797.199951171875, "end_time": 1800.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1797.584951171875, "cut_end_time": 1800.1700136718748, "narrative_prediction": {"demanded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNow don't be affected, Polly, but just tell me, like a dear, has n't he proposed?\u201d", "start_byte": 419352, "end_byte": 419435, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1803.52001953125, "end_time": 1809.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1803.88501953125, "cut_end_time": 1808.6800195312499, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNo, he has n't.\u201d", "start_byte": 419437, "end_byte": 419454, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1809.1199951171875, "end_time": 1810.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1809.4349951171873, "cut_end_time": 1810.6201201171873, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDon't you think he means to?\u201d", "start_byte": 419456, "end_byte": 419486, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1810.9200439453125, "end_time": 1812.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1811.3050439453125, "cut_end_time": 1812.9700439453125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't think he'll ever say a word to me.\u201d", "start_byte": 419488, "end_byte": 419532, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 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{"text": "\u201cTruly?\u201d", "start_byte": 419694, "end_byte": 419702, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1827.760009765625, "end_time": 1829.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1828.135009765625, "cut_end_time": 1828.6900722656248, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cTruly, Fan.\u201d", "start_byte": 419704, "end_byte": 419717, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1829.1600341796875, "end_time": 1831.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1829.3450341796874, "cut_end_time": 1830.3200966796874, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDon't you think he cared for you, dear?", "start_byte": 419827, "end_byte": 419867, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1838.56005859375, "end_time": 1840.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1838.97505859375, "cut_end_time": 1840.9500585937499, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't mean to be prying, but I really thought he did.\u201d", "start_byte": 419893, "end_byte": 419950, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1842.6400146484375, "end_time": 1846.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1843.0350146484375, "cut_end_time": 1846.0200146484374, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's not for me to say, but if it is so, it's only a passing fancy and he'll soon get over it.\u201d", "start_byte": 419952, "end_byte": 420050, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1846.3599853515625, "end_time": 1853.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1846.8149853515624, "cut_end_time": 1852.7100478515624, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDo tell me all about it; I'm so interested, and I know something has happened, I hear it in your voice, for I can't see your face.\u201d", "start_byte": 420052, "end_byte": 420184, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1853.3599853515625, "end_time": 1861.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1853.5949853515624, "cut_end_time": 1861.2300478515624, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDo you remember the talk we once had after reading one of Miss Edgeworth's stories about not letting one's lovers come to a declaration if one did n't love them?\u201d", "start_byte": 420186, "end_byte": 420349, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1861.5999755859375, "end_time": 1871.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1861.9549755859375, "cut_end_time": 1871.6701005859375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYes.\u201d", "start_byte": 420351, "end_byte": 420357, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1871.9200439453125, "end_time": 1872.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1872.0750439453125, "cut_end_time": 1872.8201064453124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAnd you girls said it was n't proper, and I said it was honest, anyway. Well, I always meant to try it if I got a chance, and I have. Mind you, I don't say Mr. Sydney loved me, for he never said so, and never will, now, but I did fancy he rather liked me and might do more if I did n't show him that it was of no use.\u201d", "start_byte": 420359, "end_byte": 420678, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1872.8800048828125, "end_time": 1895.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1873.3050048828125, "cut_end_time": 1895.0600673828123, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAnd you did?", "start_byte": 420680, "end_byte": 420693, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1895.6800537109375, "end_time": 1896.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1896.0950537109375, "cut_end_time": 1896.8700537109373, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI just gave him a hint and he took it. He meant to go away before that, so don't think his heart is broken, or mind what silly tattlers say. I did n't like his meeting me so much and told him so by going another way. He understood, and being a gentleman, made no fuss. I dare say he thought I was a vain goose, and laughed at me for my pains, like Churchill in 'Helen.'\u201d", "start_byte": 420723, "end_byte": 421094, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1899.1199951171875, "end_time": 1924.0, "cut_start_time": 1899.5449951171875, "cut_end_time": 1923.7100576171874, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNo, he would n't; He'd like it and respect you for doing it. But, Polly, it would have been a grand thing for you.\u201d", "start_byte": 421096, "end_byte": 421212, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1924.0, "end_time": 1932.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1924.115, "cut_end_time": 1931.6899999999998, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI can't sell myself for an establishment.\u201d", "start_byte": 421214, "end_byte": 421257, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1932.239990234375, "end_time": 1935.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1932.624990234375, "cut_end_time": 1935.040115234375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cMercy! What an idea!\u201d", "start_byte": 421259, "end_byte": 421281, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1935.800048828125, "end_time": 1938.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1936.005048828125, "cut_end_time": 1937.660048828125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, that's the plain English of half your fashionable matches. I 'm'odd,' you know, and prefer to be an independent spinster and teach music all my days.\u201d", "start_byte": 421283, "end_byte": 421440, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1938.199951171875, "end_time": 1948.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1938.584951171875, "cut_end_time": 1948.250013671875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAh, but you won't. You were made for a nice, happy home of your own, and I hope you'll get it, Polly, dear,", "start_byte": 421442, "end_byte": 421550, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1948.239990234375, "end_time": 1955.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1948.464990234375, "cut_end_time": 1955.100052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "warmly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI hope I may; but I doubt it,", "start_byte": 421665, "end_byte": 421695, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1962.8800048828125, "end_time": 1965.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1963.3750048828124, "cut_end_time": 1965.3900673828125, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cSomething troubles you, Polly, what is it? Confide in me, as I do in you,", "start_byte": 421786, "end_byte": 421860, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1970.9200439453125, "end_time": 1975.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1971.2550439453123, "cut_end_time": 1975.7201064453125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "tenderly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cDo you always?", "start_byte": 421995, "end_byte": 422010, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1984.3199462890625, "end_time": 1985.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1984.6649462890623, "cut_end_time": 1985.6200712890625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cbagging a bird,", "start_byte": 422202, "end_byte": 422218, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1996.6400146484375, "end_time": 1997.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1996.6150146484374, "cut_end_time": 1997.6200771484373, "narrative_prediction": {"use": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, my dear! my dear! did you do it for my sake?\u201d", "start_byte": 422358, "end_byte": 422408, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2008.0799560546875, "end_time": 2013.0, "cut_start_time": 2008.7349560546875, "cut_end_time": 2012.6400185546875, "narrative_prediction": {"crying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}], "narrations": [{"text": "Here Polly leaned back and looked up at the little mirror over the chimney-piece, which was hung so that it reflected the faces of those about the fire. 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For a minute she regarded the pleasant picture while visions of girlish romances and triumphs danced through her head, then she shook her hair all over her face and pushed her chair out of range of the mirror, saying, with a droll mixture of self-reproach and self-approval in her tone;", "start_byte": 395554, "end_byte": 396328, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 169.67999267578125, "end_time": 221.39999389648438, "cut_start_time": 170.16499267578124, "cut_end_time": 220.96005517578124}, {"text": "Puss appeared to endorse the sentiment by a loud purr and a graceful wave of her tail, and Polly returned to the subject from which these little vanities had beguiled her.", "start_byte": 396370, "end_byte": 396541, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 226.0800018310547, "end_time": 238.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 226.27500183105468, "cut_end_time": 236.41006433105468}, {"text": " And Polly gave the cat such a tweak of the ear that Puttel bounced out of her lap in high dudgeon.", "start_byte": 397045, "end_byte": 397144, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 273.9599914550781, "end_time": 280.4800109863281, "cut_start_time": 274.29499145507816, "cut_end_time": 280.20011645507816}, {"text": " said Polly to herself, setting her lips with a grim look that was not at all becoming.", "start_byte": 397189, "end_byte": 397276, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 283.3599853515625, "end_time": 289.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 283.51498535156253, "cut_end_time": 289.08004785156254}, {"text": " And Polly let her thoughts revel in the luxurious future her fancy painted. It was a very bright picture, but something seemed amiss with it, for presently she sighed and shook her head, thinking sorrowfully,", "start_byte": 397495, "end_byte": 397704, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 305.32000732421875, "end_time": 320.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 306.0150073242188, "cut_end_time": 320.2900073242188}, {"text": " And Polly said it under her breath, with a look over her shoulder to be sure no one heard it.", "start_byte": 398090, "end_byte": 398184, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 349.8800048828125, "end_time": 356.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 350.53500488281253, "cut_end_time": 355.4900048828125}, {"text": " The exclamation broke from Polly as if a sudden trouble had seized her, and laying her head down on her knees, she sat motionless for many minutes.", "start_byte": 398406, "end_byte": 398554, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 375.3599853515625, "end_time": 386.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 375.82498535156253, "cut_end_time": 384.9300478515625}, {"text": "When she looked up, her face wore an expression which no one had ever seen on it before; a look of mingled pain and patience, as if some loss had come to her, and left the bitterness of regret behind.", "start_byte": 398556, "end_byte": 398756, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 386.239990234375, "end_time": 399.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 386.334990234375, "cut_end_time": 399.010052734375}, {"text": " she said with a heavy sigh.", "start_byte": 398830, "end_byte": 398858, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 404.7200012207031, "end_time": 406.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 404.99500122070316, "cut_end_time": 406.5300012207031}, {"text": "Here puss showed an amiable desire to forgive and forget, and Polly took her up, saying aloud:", "start_byte": 399624, "end_byte": 399718, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 465.67999267578125, "end_time": 472.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 466.09499267578127, "cut_end_time": 472.3500551757813}, {"text": "Then, going back to her thoughts, she rambled on again;", "start_byte": 399843, "end_byte": 399898, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 482.0799865722656, "end_time": 486.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 482.2149865722657, "cut_end_time": 486.1801115722657}, {"text": "What Polly thought of, as she lay back in her chair, with her eyes shut, and a hopeless look on her face, is none of our business, though we might feel a wish to know what caused a tear to gather slowly from time to time under her lashes, and roll down on Puttel's Quaker-colored coat. Was it regret for the conquest she relinquished, was it sympathy for her friend, or was it an uncontrollable overflow of feeling as she read some sad or tender passage of the little romance which she kept hidden away in her own heart?", "start_byte": 401036, "end_byte": 401556, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 566.239990234375, "end_time": 601.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 566.624990234375, "cut_end_time": 600.730115234375}, {"text": "On Monday, Polly began the", "start_byte": 401558, "end_byte": 401584, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 601.280029296875, "end_time": 603.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 601.5750292968751, "cut_end_time": 603.780091796875}, {"text": " Instead of going to her pupils by way of the park and the pleasant streets adjoining, she took a roundabout route through back streets, and thus escaped Mr. Sydney, who, as usual, came home to dinner very early that day and looked disappointed because he nowhere saw the bright face in the modest bonnet. Polly kept this up for a week, and by carefully avoiding the Shaws' house during calling hours, she saw nothing of Mr. Sydney, who, of course, did n't visit her at Miss Mills'. Minnie happened to be poorly that week and took no lesson, so Uncle Syd was deprived of his last hope, and looked as if his allowance of sunshine had been suddenly cut off.", "start_byte": 401615, "end_byte": 402270, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 606.52001953125, "end_time": 650.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 607.05501953125, "cut_end_time": 649.4600820312501}, {"text": "Now, as Polly was by no means a perfect creature, I am free to confess that the old temptation assailed her more than once that week, for, when the first excitement of the dodging reform had subsided, she missed the pleasant little interviews that used to put a certain flavor of romance into her dull, hard-working days. She liked Mr. Sydney very much, for he had always been kind and friendly since the early times when he had treated the little girl with a courtesy which the young woman gratefully remembered. I don't think it was his wealth, accomplishments, or position that most attracted Polly, though these doubtless possessed a greater influence than she suspected. It was that indescribable something which women are quick to see and feel in men who have been blessed with wise and good mothers. This had an especial charm to Polly, for she soon found that this side of his character was not shown to every one. With most girls, he was very like the other young men of his set, except perhaps in a certain grace of manner which was as natural to him as his respect for all womankind. But with Fanny and Polly he showed the domestic traits and virtues which are more engaging to womanly women than any amount of cool intellect or worldly wisdom.", "start_byte": 402272, "end_byte": 403527, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 650.4000244140625, "end_time": 736.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 650.8250244140626, "cut_end_time": 735.4300869140625}, {"text": "Polly had seen a good deal of him during her visits at the Shaws', where he was intimate, owing to the friendship between Madam and his mother; but she had never thought of him as a possible lover for either Fanny or herself because he was six or eight years older than they, and still sometimes assumed the part of a venerable mentor, as in the early days. Lately this had changed, especially towards Polly, and it flattered her more than she would confess even to herself. She knew he admired her one talent, respected her independence, and enjoyed her society; but when something warmer and more flattering than admiration, respect, or pleasure crept into his manner, she could not help seeing that one of the good gifts of this life was daily coming more and more within her reach, and began to ask herself if she could honestly receive the gift, and reward the giver.", "start_byte": 403529, "end_byte": 404401, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 736.4000244140625, "end_time": 793.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 736.6850244140625, "cut_end_time": 793.1300869140625}, {"text": "At first she tried to think she could, but unfortunately hearts are so", "start_byte": 404403, "end_byte": 404473, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 793.760009765625, "end_time": 798.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 794.325009765625, "cut_end_time": 799.060072265625}, {"text": " that they won't be obedient to reason, will, or even gratitude. Polly felt a very cordial friendship for Mr. Sydney, but not one particle of the love which is the only coin in which love can be truly paid. Then she took a fancy into her head that she ought to accept this piece of good fortune for the sake of the family, and forget herself. But this false idea of self-sacrifice did not satisfy, for she was not a fashionable girl trained to believe that her first duty was to make", "start_byte": 404484, "end_byte": 404967, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 799.760009765625, "end_time": 832.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 799.985009765625, "cut_end_time": 832.650009765625}, {"text": " and never mind the consequences, though they rendered her miserable for life. 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I hope he won't forget to order my sweetbread,", "start_byte": 476335, "end_byte": 476434, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 239.32000732421875, "end_time": 246.24000549316406, "cut_start_time": 239.66500732421875, "cut_end_time": 246.05006982421875, "narrative_prediction": {"sighed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'll see to your sweetbread, mum. Good-by, back to dinner,", "start_byte": 476901, "end_byte": 476960, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 276.55999755859375, "end_time": 280.0, "cut_start_time": 276.74499755859375, "cut_end_time": 280.1000600585938, "narrative_prediction": {"off": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 7}}}, {"text": "\u201cHe has a right to be ashamed of me, but I act as if I was ashamed of him; dare say people think so. I'll show them that I ain't; yes, by the powers, I will!", "start_byte": 477363, "end_byte": 477520, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 305.0, "end_time": 315.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 305.40500000000003, "cut_end_time": 315.4500625, "narrative_prediction": {"drew": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cHave an arm, sir? If you don't mind I'll walk down with you. Little commission for mother, nice day, is n't it?\u201d", "start_byte": 477608, "end_byte": 477721, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 321.44000244140625, "end_time": 327.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 321.81500244140625, "cut_end_time": 327.7200024414063, "narrative_prediction": {"broke": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cThanky, Tom; yes, mother will enjoy her dinner twice as much if you order it.\u201d", "start_byte": 478201, "end_byte": 478280, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 355.9200134277344, "end_time": 361.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 356.1650134277344, "cut_end_time": 361.1700134277344, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cGood day, Mr. Shaw,", "start_byte": 478934, "end_byte": 478954, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 400.5199890136719, "end_time": 401.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 400.5749890136719, "cut_end_time": 401.8000515136719, "narrative_prediction": {"drop": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's the son; it's hard on him. Wild fellow, do him good.\u201d", "start_byte": 478986, "end_byte": 479047, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 404.0, "end_time": 408.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 404.20500000000004, "cut_end_time": 407.94, "narrative_prediction": {"drop": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "cool": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}, "careless": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cGranted; but you need n't hit a man when he's down,", "start_byte": 479049, "end_byte": 479101, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 408.55999755859375, "end_time": 411.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 408.68499755859375, "cut_end_time": 411.40012255859375, "narrative_prediction": {"muttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'd cut away to Australia if it was n't for mother; anything, anywhere to get out of the way of people who know me. I never can right myself here, with all the fellows watching, and laying wagers whether I sink or swim. Hang Greek and Latin! wish I'd learned a trade, and had something to fall back upon. Have n't a blessed thing now, but decent French and my fists. Wonder if old Bell don't want a clerk for the Paris branch of the business? That would n't be bad; faith, I'll try it.\u201d", "start_byte": 479214, "end_byte": 479701, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 418.3999938964844, "end_time": 447.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 418.8149938964844, "cut_end_time": 447.2800563964844, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cnew help", "start_byte": 480331, "end_byte": 480340, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 487.44000244140625, "end_time": 488.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 487.4150024414063, "cut_end_time": 488.1500024414063, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201ca sweet dish", "start_byte": 480492, "end_byte": 480505, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 496.6000061035156, "end_time": 497.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 496.57500610351565, "cut_end_time": 497.44000610351566, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cGracious me, Tom, don't come now; we are awful busy! Men don't belong in kitchens,", "start_byte": 480685, "end_byte": 480768, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 509.2799987792969, "end_time": 515.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 509.5449987792969, "cut_end_time": 515.5401237792969, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cCould n't think what you were about. Mum is asleep, and Fan out, so I loafed down to see if there was any fun afoot,", "start_byte": 480823, "end_byte": 480940, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 519.0399780273438, "end_time": 525.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 519.3149780273437, "cut_end_time": 525.8300405273437, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "lingering": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cHe won't know,", "start_byte": 481225, "end_byte": 481240, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 544.1199951171875, "end_time": 545.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 544.3949951171875, "cut_end_time": 545.3601201171875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cCome in if you like, and stir this cake for me; it needs a strong hand, and mine are tired. There, put on that apron to keep you tidy, sit here, and take it easy.\u201d", "start_byte": 481260, "end_byte": 481424, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 547.0399780273438, "end_time": 558.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 547.3049780273437, "cut_end_time": 557.3001030273438, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "aloud": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI used to help grandma bat up cake, and rather liked it, if I remember right,", "start_byte": 481426, "end_byte": 481504, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 558.4000244140625, "end_time": 563.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 559.0750244140626, "cut_end_time": 563.5100244140625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou do it beautifully, Tom. I'll give you a conundrum to lighten your labor: Why are bad boys like cake?", "start_byte": 481741, "end_byte": 481846, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 578.239990234375, "end_time": 585.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 578.454990234375, "cut_end_time": 584.850052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "anxious": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cBecause a good beating makes them better. I doubt that myself, though,", "start_byte": 481887, "end_byte": 481958, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 587.760009765625, "end_time": 592.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 588.095009765625, "cut_end_time": 591.900072265625, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cBright boy! here's a plum for you,", "start_byte": 482097, "end_byte": 482132, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 600.280029296875, "end_time": 602.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 600.545029296875, "cut_end_time": 602.7100917968751, "narrative_prediction": {"threw": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cPut in lots, won't you? I'm rather fond of plum-cake,", "start_byte": 482182, "end_byte": 482236, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 605.7999877929688, "end_time": 609.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 606.1649877929688, "cut_end_time": 608.9901127929687, "narrative_prediction": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI always do, if I can; there's nothing I like better than to shovel in sugar and spice, and make nice, plummy cake for people. It's one of the few things I have a gift for.\u201d", "start_byte": 482355, "end_byte": 482529, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 616.239990234375, "end_time": 627.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 616.574990234375, "cut_end_time": 626.780115234375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYou've hit it this time, Polly; you certainly have a gift for putting a good deal of both articles into your own and other people's lives, which is lucky, as, we all have to eat that sort of cake, whether we like it or not,", "start_byte": 482531, "end_byte": 482755, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 627.0800170898438, "end_time": 639.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 627.7150170898437, "cut_end_time": 639.5600795898438, "narrative_prediction": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "soberly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI do believe he's preaching.\u201d", "start_byte": 482830, "end_byte": 482860, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 644.7999877929688, "end_time": 646.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 644.9449877929687, "cut_end_time": 646.6401127929688, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cFeel as if I could sometimes,", "start_byte": 482862, "end_byte": 482892, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 646.9600219726562, "end_time": 649.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 647.2950219726563, "cut_end_time": 649.0800219726563, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's more in your line, ma'am; can't you give us a sermon?\u201d", "start_byte": 482991, "end_byte": 483053, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 655.4000244140625, "end_time": 659.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 655.6050244140625, "cut_end_time": 658.7900869140625, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laugh": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cA short one. Life, my brethren, is like plum-cake,", "start_byte": 483055, "end_byte": 483106, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 659.2000122070312, "end_time": 663.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 659.5050122070313, "cut_end_time": 663.3800122070313, "narrative_prediction": {"began": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "impressively": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cIn some the plums are all on the top, and we eat them gayly, till we suddenly find they are gone. In others the plums sink to the bottom, and we look for them in vain as we go on, and often come to them when it is too late to enjoy them. But in the well-made cake, the plums are wisely scattered all through, and every mouthful is a pleasure. We make our own cakes, in a great measure, therefore let us look to it, my brethren, that they are mixed according to the best receipt, baked in a well regulated oven, and gratefully eaten with a temperate appetite.\u201d", "start_byte": 483160, "end_byte": 483720, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 667.6799926757812, "end_time": 705.0, "cut_start_time": 667.9849926757813, "cut_end_time": 704.1400551757813, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cGood! good!", "start_byte": 483722, "end_byte": 483734, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 705.0, "end_time": 706.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 705.355, "cut_end_time": 706.4100625, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "applauding": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's a model sermon, Polly, short, sweet, sensible, and not a bit sleepy. I'm one of your parish, and will see that you get your'celery punctooal,' as old Deacon Morse used to say.\u201d", "start_byte": 483781, "end_byte": 483965, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 709.2000122070312, "end_time": 721.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 709.4850122070312, "cut_end_time": 721.5700747070313, "narrative_prediction": {"applauding": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201c'Thank you, brother, my wants is few, and ravens scurser than they used to be,' as dear old Parson Miller used to answer. Now, Maud, bring on the citron;", "start_byte": 483967, "end_byte": 484121, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 721.8800048828125, "end_time": 731.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 722.1950048828126, "cut_end_time": 731.6200673828125, "narrative_prediction": {"began": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cNow make your custards, dear; Tom may like to beat the eggs for you; it seems to have a good effect upon his constitution.\u201d", "start_byte": 484299, "end_byte": 484423, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 742.3599853515625, "end_time": 749.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 742.7949853515626, "cut_end_time": 749.1100478515625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cFirst-rate; hand'em along,", "start_byte": 484425, "end_byte": 484452, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 749.5999755859375, "end_time": 751.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 749.9249755859375, "cut_end_time": 751.6700380859376, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cBy the way, Syd's got back. I met him yesterday, and he treated me like a man and a brother,", "start_byte": 484502, "end_byte": 484595, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 754.8400268554688, "end_time": 760.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 755.2050268554688, "cut_end_time": 760.2700893554688, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "anxious": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm so glad!", "start_byte": 484666, "end_byte": 484679, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 764.239990234375, "end_time": 765.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 764.4149902343751, "cut_end_time": 765.380052734375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cCareless thing! Pick it up, Maud, I'll get some more;", "start_byte": 484798, "end_byte": 484852, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 772.239990234375, "end_time": 775.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 772.474990234375, "cut_end_time": 775.550115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou know all about history, don't you?", "start_byte": 485130, "end_byte": 485169, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 792.4400024414062, "end_time": 794.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 792.9050024414063, "cut_end_time": 794.6800649414063, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "suddenly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNot quite,", "start_byte": 485194, "end_byte": 485205, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 796.5999755859375, "end_time": 797.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 796.7749755859376, "cut_end_time": 797.5700380859375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI just want to know if there really was a man named Sir Philip, in the time of Queen Elizabeth.\u201d", "start_byte": 485231, "end_byte": 485328, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 799.3599853515625, "end_time": 804.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 799.7949853515626, "cut_end_time": 804.2100478515625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYou mean Sir Philip Sidney? Yes, he lived then and a fine old fellow he was too.\u201d", "start_byte": 485330, "end_byte": 485412, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 804.47998046875, "end_time": 810.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 804.59498046875, "cut_end_time": 810.25004296875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThere; I knew the girls did n't mean him,", "start_byte": 485414, "end_byte": 485456, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 810.7999877929688, "end_time": 813.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 811.1549877929688, "cut_end_time": 813.4501127929688, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat mischief are you up to now, you little magpie?\u201d", "start_byte": 485512, "end_byte": 485565, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 816.6799926757812, "end_time": 820.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 816.9649926757812, "cut_end_time": 819.8500551757812, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI shan't tell you what they said, because I don't remember much of it; but I heard Polly and Fan talking about some one dreadful mysterious, and when I asked who it was, Fan said, 'Sir Philip.' Ho! she need n't think I believe it! I saw'em laugh, and blush, and poke one another, and I knew it was n't about any old Queen Elizabeth man,", "start_byte": 485567, "end_byte": 485904, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 820.0399780273438, "end_time": 840.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 820.3849780273438, "cut_end_time": 840.5000405273438, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cLook here, you are letting cats out of the bag. Never mind, I thought so. They don't tell us their secrets, but we are so sharp, we can't help finding them out, can we?", "start_byte": 485989, "end_byte": 486158, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 845.4000244140625, "end_time": 855.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 845.7450244140625, "cut_end_time": 855.0100244140625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, I dare say, it is n't proper for you to know, but I am old enough now to be told anything, and those girls better mind what they say, for I'm not a stupid chit, like Blanche. I just wish you could have heard them go on. I'm sure there's something very nice about Mr. Sydney, they looked so pleased when they whispered and giggled on the bed, and thought I was ripping bonnets, and did n't hear a word.\u201d", "start_byte": 486257, "end_byte": 486666, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 861.2000122070312, "end_time": 882.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 861.3250122070312, "cut_end_time": 882.5300122070313, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWhich looked most pleased?", "start_byte": 486668, "end_byte": 486695, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 882.7999877929688, "end_time": 884.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 883.0149877929688, "cut_end_time": 884.3000502929688, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, 'pears to me Polly did; she talked most, and looked funny and very happy all the time. Fan laughed a good deal, but I guess Polly is the loveress,", "start_byte": 486762, "end_byte": 486915, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 888.3599853515625, "end_time": 897.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 888.4649853515625, "cut_end_time": 897.1101103515625, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHold your tongue; she's coming!", "start_byte": 486961, "end_byte": 486993, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 900.47998046875, "end_time": 902.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 900.72498046875, "cut_end_time": 902.0400429687501, "narrative_prediction": {"began": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cFan's got the books and maps you wanted. Go and rest now. I'm much obliged; here's your wages, Bridget.\u201d", "start_byte": 487685, "end_byte": 487790, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 944.3200073242188, "end_time": 951.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 944.5350073242188, "cut_end_time": 950.7400073242188, "narrative_prediction": {"dismissed": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cGood luck to your messes,", "start_byte": 487792, "end_byte": 487818, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 951.0399780273438, "end_time": 952.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 951.3249780273437, "cut_end_time": 952.7400405273438, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cTom's den,", "start_byte": 488037, "end_byte": 488048, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 965.0800170898438, "end_time": 966.0, "cut_start_time": 965.0650170898438, "cut_end_time": 965.9100170898438, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHappy birthday, Tom!", "start_byte": 488160, "end_byte": 488181, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 973.1199951171875, "end_time": 974.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 973.3249951171875, "cut_end_time": 974.6101201171875, "narrative_prediction": {"greeted": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cto be nearly killed with kindness,", "start_byte": 488586, "end_byte": 488621, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1000.7999877929688, "end_time": 1002.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 1000.7749877929688, "cut_end_time": 1003.0201127929688, "narrative_prediction": {"understood": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cfestive tea,", "start_byte": 488743, "end_byte": 488756, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1010.239990234375, "end_time": 1011.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 1010.224990234375, "cut_end_time": 1011.110052734375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cName, age, and date, like a nice white tombstone,", "start_byte": 489075, "end_byte": 489125, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1031.239990234375, "end_time": 1034.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1031.3049902343748, "cut_end_time": 1034.510115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "complacently": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhose doing is that?", "start_byte": 489272, "end_byte": 489293, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1044.0, "end_time": 1045.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1044.245, "cut_end_time": 1045.34, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "surveying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "satisfaction": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cI did n't know what to give you, for you've got everything a man wants, and I was in despair till I remembered that dear grandma always made you a little cake like that, and that you once said it would n't be a happy birthday without it. So I tried to make it just like hers, and I do hope it will prove a good, sweet, plummy one.\u201d", "start_byte": 489416, "end_byte": 489748, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1052.9599609375, "end_time": 1071.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1053.3649609375, "cut_end_time": 1071.0800859375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThank you,", "start_byte": 489750, "end_byte": 489761, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1071.1600341796875, "end_time": 1071.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1071.2950341796875, "cut_end_time": 1071.8500966796873, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt ought to be good, for you beat it up yourself, Tom,", "start_byte": 489912, "end_byte": 489967, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1080.239990234375, "end_time": 1083.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1080.5749902343748, "cut_end_time": 1083.1801152343749, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt was so funny to see you working away, and never guessing who the cake was for. I perfectly trembled every time you opened your mouth, for fear you'd ask some question about it. That was the reason Polly preached and I kept talking when she was gone.\u201d", "start_byte": 489982, "end_byte": 490236, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1084.0799560546875, "end_time": 1098.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1084.2749560546874, "cut_end_time": 1098.5300185546873, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cVery stupid of me; but I forgot all about to-day. Suppose we cut it; I don't seem to care for anything else,", "start_byte": 490238, "end_byte": 490347, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1098.8399658203125, "end_time": 1105.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1099.0249658203124, "cut_end_time": 1105.4800908203124, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI hope the plums won't all be at the bottom,", "start_byte": 490457, "end_byte": 490502, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1112.5999755859375, "end_time": 1115.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1112.9349755859373, "cut_end_time": 1115.1400380859375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI've had a good many at the top already, you know,", "start_byte": 490585, "end_byte": 490636, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1119.6800537109375, "end_time": 1122.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1119.9650537109374, "cut_end_time": 1122.3301162109374, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cPlums all through; I'm glad I had a hand in it, but Polly deserves the credit, and must wear the posy,", "start_byte": 491264, "end_byte": 491367, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1162.800048828125, "end_time": 1169.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1162.905048828125, "cut_end_time": 1169.090111328125, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "with": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 8}, "an": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 7}, "air": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cPolly!", "start_byte": 492260, "end_byte": 492267, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1225.1199951171875, "end_time": 1225.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1225.2149951171873, "cut_end_time": 1225.6601201171875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cDo run! I'm perfectly fainting to know what the matter is,", "start_byte": 492357, "end_byte": 492416, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1231.43994140625, "end_time": 1234.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1231.85494140625, "cut_end_time": 1234.75006640625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou'd better go,", "start_byte": 492429, "end_byte": 492446, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1235.760009765625, "end_time": 1237.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1235.995009765625, "cut_end_time": 1236.9700722656248, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHe don't want me; besides, I could n't say a word for myself if that letter was from Sydney,", "start_byte": 492505, "end_byte": 492598, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1240.43994140625, "end_time": 1245.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1240.7449414062498, "cut_end_time": 1245.6700664062498, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "hustling": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "flutter": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cDid you want me, Tom?\u201d", "start_byte": 493019, "end_byte": 493042, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1270.5999755859375, "end_time": 1272.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1270.8649755859374, "cut_end_time": 1272.1300380859375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYes. Come in, please, and don't look scared; I only want to show you a present I've had, and ask your advice about accepting it.\u201d", "start_byte": 493044, "end_byte": 493174, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1272.3199462890625, "end_time": 1280.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1272.5949462890624, "cut_end_time": 1280.1300712890625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWhy, Tom, you look as if you had been knocked down!", "start_byte": 493176, "end_byte": 493228, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1280.6400146484375, "end_time": 1283.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1280.8150146484375, "cut_end_time": 1283.8700771484373, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI have; regularly floored; but I'm up again, and steadier than ever. Just you read that, and tell me what you think of it.\u201d", "start_byte": 493335, "end_byte": 493459, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1289.9200439453125, "end_time": 1297.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1290.0050439453123, "cut_end_time": 1297.5500439453124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI think she is a mercenary, heartless, ungrateful girl! That's what I think.\u201d", "start_byte": 493878, "end_byte": 493956, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1323.0799560546875, "end_time": 1328.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1323.2549560546875, "cut_end_time": 1327.8800185546875, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, the deuce! I did n't mean to show that one; it's the other.", "start_byte": 493958, "end_byte": 494022, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1328.239990234375, "end_time": 1332.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1328.594990234375, "cut_end_time": 1332.4200527343748, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't care, though; every one will know to-morrow; and perhaps you'll be good enough to keep the girls from bothering me with questions and gabble,", "start_byte": 494109, "end_byte": 494259, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1337.8800048828125, "end_time": 1345.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1338.1450048828124, "cut_end_time": 1345.0500048828123, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't wonder you looked upset. If the other letter is as bad, I'd better have a chair before I read it,", "start_byte": 494362, "end_byte": 494468, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1350.5999755859375, "end_time": 1356.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1350.8849755859374, "cut_end_time": 1356.2500380859374, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt's a million times better, but it knocked me worse than the other; kindness always does.", "start_byte": 494534, "end_byte": 494625, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1360.3199462890625, "end_time": 1365.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1360.6649462890623, "cut_end_time": 1365.7200712890624, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhenever I was in a quandary, I used to go and consult grandma, and she always had something sensible or comfortable to say to me. She's gone now, but somehow, Polly, you seem to take her place. Would you mind sitting in her chair, and letting me tell you two or three things, as Will does?\u201d", "start_byte": 494933, "end_byte": 495225, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1383.280029296875, "end_time": 1400.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1383.485029296875, "cut_end_time": 1400.130091796875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "sober": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "steady": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cIf I can help you, let me.\u201d", "start_byte": 496174, "end_byte": 496202, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1458.1600341796875, "end_time": 1460.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1458.3350341796875, "cut_end_time": 1459.9300341796875, "narrative_prediction": {"say": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'll do my best, but I can't fill grandma's place, or give you any wise, good advice. I wish I could!\u201d", "start_byte": 496742, "end_byte": 496845, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1494.1600341796875, "end_time": 1502.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1494.6250341796874, "cut_end_time": 1502.0300341796874, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "hesitatingly": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}, "humble": {"id": "0", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou'll do it better than any one else. Talk troubles mother, father has enough to think of without any of my worries. Fan is a good soul, but she is n't practical, and we always get into a snarl if we try to work together, so who have I but my other sister, Polly? The pleasure that letter will give you may make up for my boring you.\u201d", "start_byte": 496847, "end_byte": 497183, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1502.199951171875, "end_time": 1522.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1502.634951171875, "cut_end_time": 1522.780013671875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, Tom, that's a birthday present worth having, for it's so beautifully given I don't see how you can refuse it. Arthur Sydney is a real nobleman!", "start_byte": 497399, "end_byte": 497547, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1535.4000244140625, "end_time": 1545.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1535.5050244140625, "cut_end_time": 1545.4000869140625, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cSo he is! I don't know another man living, except father, who would have done such a thing, or who I could bring myself to take it from. Do you see, he's not only paid the confounded debts, but has done it in my name, to spare me all he could?\u201d", "start_byte": 497636, "end_byte": 497881, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1550.8800048828125, "end_time": 1565.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1551.0750048828124, "cut_end_time": 1564.8000673828124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI see, it's like him; and I think he must be very happy to be able to do such a thing.\u201d", "start_byte": 497883, "end_byte": 497971, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1565.280029296875, "end_time": 1570.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1565.8150292968749, "cut_end_time": 1570.7600917968748, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt is an immense weight off my shoulders, for some of those men could n't afford to wait till I'd begged, borrowed, or earned the money. Sydney can wait, but he won't long, if I know myself.", "start_byte": 497973, "end_byte": 498164, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1570.8800048828125, "end_time": 1581.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1571.0850048828124, "cut_end_time": 1581.4600673828124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYou won't take it as a gift, then?\u201d", "start_byte": 498166, "end_byte": 498202, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1581.6800537109375, "end_time": 1584.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1581.9650537109374, "cut_end_time": 1583.5201162109374, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWould you?\u201d", "start_byte": 498204, "end_byte": 498216, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1584.0400390625, "end_time": 1585.0, "cut_start_time": 1584.1850390625, "cut_end_time": 1584.7900390625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNo.\u201d", "start_byte": 498218, "end_byte": 498223, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1585.0, "end_time": 1585.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1585.215, "cut_end_time": 1585.6399999999999, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThen don't think I will. I'm a pretty poor affair, Polly, but I'm not mean enough to do that, while I've got a conscience and a pair of hands.\u201d", "start_byte": 498225, "end_byte": 498369, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1585.719970703125, "end_time": 1593.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1586.124970703125, "cut_end_time": 1593.4300332031248, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat will you do, Tom?\u201d", "start_byte": 498654, "end_byte": 498678, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1610.6800537109375, "end_time": 1612.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1611.0550537109375, "cut_end_time": 1612.2801162109374, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'll tell you; may I sit here?", "start_byte": 498680, "end_byte": 498711, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1612.56005859375, "end_time": 1614.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1612.91505859375, "cut_end_time": 1614.80012109375, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI've had so many plans in my head lately, that sometimes it seems as if it would split,", "start_byte": 498788, "end_byte": 498876, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1620.0799560546875, "end_time": 1625.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1620.6349560546873, "cut_end_time": 1625.6000185546875, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI've thought seriously of going to California, Australia, or some out-of-the-way place, where men get rich in a hurry.\u201d", "start_byte": 498962, "end_byte": 499082, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1630.8800048828125, "end_time": 1638.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1631.1450048828124, "cut_end_time": 1637.7100673828124, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, no!", "start_byte": 499084, "end_byte": 499092, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1638.1600341796875, "end_time": 1639.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1638.5350341796875, "cut_end_time": 1639.2200341796874, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt would be hard on mother and the girls, I suppose; besides, I don't quite like it myself; looks as if I shirked and ran away.\u201d", "start_byte": 499209, "end_byte": 499338, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1645.8399658203125, "end_time": 1653.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1646.1549658203123, "cut_end_time": 1653.2100283203124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cSo it does,", "start_byte": 499340, "end_byte": 499352, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1653.47998046875, "end_time": 1654.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1653.90498046875, "cut_end_time": 1654.59010546875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, you see I don't seem to find anything to do unless I turn clerk, and I don't think that would suit. The fact is, I could n't stand it here, where I'm known. It would be easier to scratch gravel on a railroad, with a gang of Paddies, than to sell pins to my friends and neighbors. False pride, I dare say, but it's the truth, and there's no use in dodging.\u201d", "start_byte": 499378, "end_byte": 499741, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1656.4000244140625, "end_time": 1677.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1656.5850244140624, "cut_end_time": 1676.7300869140624, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNot a bit, and I quite agree with you.\u201d", "start_byte": 499743, "end_byte": 499783, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1677.280029296875, "end_time": 1680.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1677.755029296875, "cut_end_time": 1679.810029296875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's comfortable. Now I'm coming to the point where I specially want your advice, Polly. Yesterday I heard you telling Fan about your brother Ned; how well he got on; how he liked his business, and wanted Will to come and take some place near him. You thought I was reading, but I heard; and it struck me that perhaps I could get a chance out West somewhere. What do you think?\u201d", "start_byte": 499785, "end_byte": 500166, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1680.0799560546875, "end_time": 1700.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1680.3549560546874, "cut_end_time": 1700.4500185546874, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIf you really mean work, I know you could,", "start_byte": 500168, "end_byte": 500211, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1700.47998046875, "end_time": 1702.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1700.7349804687499, "cut_end_time": 1702.77004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "quickly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI wish you could be with Ned; you'd get on together, I'm sure; and he'd be so glad to do anything he could. I'll write and ask, straight away, if you want me to.\u201d", "start_byte": 500305, "end_byte": 500468, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1708.0799560546875, "end_time": 1717.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1708.4649560546875, "cut_end_time": 1717.1800185546874, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "quickly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cSuppose you do; just for information, you know, then I shall have something to go upon. I want to have a feasible plan all ready, before I speak to father. There's nothing so convincing to business men as facts, you know.\u201d", "start_byte": 500470, "end_byte": 500693, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1717.3599853515625, "end_time": 1730.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1717.6649853515623, "cut_end_time": 1729.9800478515624, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "quickly": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat will be wise. Do you think your father will like this plan?\u201d", "start_byte": 501026, "end_byte": 501092, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1748.719970703125, "end_time": 1752.0, "cut_start_time": 1748.874970703125, "cut_end_time": 1751.770033203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cPretty sure he will. Yesterday, when I told him I must go at something right off, he said, 'Anything honest, Tom, and don't forget that your father began the world as a shop-boy.' You knew that, did n't you?\u201d", "start_byte": 501094, "end_byte": 501303, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1752.0, "end_time": 1763.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1752.245, "cut_end_time": 1763.3999999999999, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYes, he told me the story once, and I always liked to hear it, because it was pleasant to see how well he had succeeded.\u201d", "start_byte": 501305, "end_byte": 501427, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1763.47998046875, "end_time": 1770.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1763.66498046875, "cut_end_time": 1770.1200429687499, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI never did like the story, a little bit ashamed, I'm afraid; but when we talked it over last night, it struck me in a new light, and I understood why father took the failure so well, and seems so contented with this poorish place. It is only beginning again, he says; and having worked his way up once, he feels as if he could again. I declare to you, Polly, that sort of confidence in himself, and energy and courage in a man of his years, makes me love and respect the dear old gentleman as I never did before.\u201d", "start_byte": 501429, "end_byte": 501944, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1770.239990234375, "end_time": 1799.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1770.364990234375, "cut_end_time": 1799.480052734375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm so glad to hear you say that, Tom! I've sometimes thought you did n't quite appreciate your father, any more than he knew how much of a man you were.\u201d", "start_byte": 501946, "end_byte": 502101, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1799.5999755859375, "end_time": 1809.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1800.0149755859375, "cut_end_time": 1808.9201005859375, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNever was till to-day, you know,", "start_byte": 502103, "end_byte": 502136, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1809.280029296875, "end_time": 1811.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1809.405029296875, "cut_end_time": 1811.1700917968749, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laughing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cOdd, is n't it, how people live together ever so long, and don't seem to find one another out, till something comes to do it for them. Perhaps this smash-up was sent to introduce me to my own father.\u201d", "start_byte": 502225, "end_byte": 502426, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1816.6400146484375, "end_time": 1827.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1816.8050146484375, "cut_end_time": 1827.3400771484373, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laughing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "looking": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cThere's philosophy for you,", "start_byte": 502428, "end_byte": 502456, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1827.4000244140625, "end_time": 1829.0, "cut_start_time": 1827.5450244140625, "cut_end_time": 1829.1000244140623, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "smiling": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cDid this surprise you?", "start_byte": 502788, "end_byte": 502811, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1848.6400146484375, "end_time": 1850.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1848.6650146484374, "cut_end_time": 1849.9900146484374, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNo.\u201d", "start_byte": 502875, "end_byte": 502880, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1853.719970703125, "end_time": 1854.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1853.7449707031249, "cut_end_time": 1854.240033203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, it did me; for you know as soon as we came to grief I offered to release Trix from the engagement, and she would n't let me,", "start_byte": 502882, "end_byte": 503013, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1854.3599853515625, "end_time": 1862.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1854.4849853515625, "cut_end_time": 1862.3200478515623, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat surprised me,", "start_byte": 503100, "end_byte": 503119, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1867.0, "end_time": 1868.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1867.195, "cut_end_time": 1868.2199999999998, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cSo it did me, for Fan always insisted it was the money and not the man she cared for. Her first answer pleased me very much, for I did not expect it, and nothing touches a fellow more than to have a woman stand by him through thick and thin.\u201d", "start_byte": 503134, "end_byte": 503377, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1869.43994140625, "end_time": 1883.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1869.7749414062498, "cut_end_time": 1883.0800039062499, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cShe don't seem to have done it.\u201d", "start_byte": 503379, "end_byte": 503412, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1883.1199951171875, "end_time": 1885.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1883.3849951171874, "cut_end_time": 1884.9201201171875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cFan was right. Trix only waited to see how bad things really were, or rather her mother did. She's as cool, hard, and worldly minded an old soul as I ever saw, and Trix is bound to obey. She gets round it very neatly in her note, 'I won't be a burden, ' 'will sacrifice her hopes,' 'and always remain my warm friend,' but the truth is, Tom Shaw rich was worth making much of, but Tom Shaw poor is in the way, and may go to the devil as fast as he likes.\u201d", "start_byte": 503414, "end_byte": 503869, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1885.1600341796875, "end_time": 1915.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1885.3450341796874, "cut_end_time": 1915.2700966796874, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, he is n't going!", "start_byte": 503871, "end_byte": 503894, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1915.6400146484375, "end_time": 1917.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1915.7950146484375, "cut_end_time": 1917.3200771484373, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "defiantly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cCame within an ace of it,", "start_byte": 504015, "end_byte": 504041, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1924.6800537109375, "end_time": 1926.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1924.8250537109375, "cut_end_time": 1926.2501162109374, "narrative_prediction": {"muttered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt never rains but it pours, 'specially in hard times, but when a man is down, a rap or two more don't matter much, I suppose. It's the first blow that hurts most.\u201d", "start_byte": 504188, "end_byte": 504353, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1935.199951171875, "end_time": 1945.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1935.5449511718748, "cut_end_time": 1944.950013671875, "narrative_prediction": {"adding": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "aloud": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}, "tone": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "calm": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}, "resignation": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cGlad to see you take the last blow so well.", "start_byte": 504355, "end_byte": 504399, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1945.239990234375, "end_time": 1947.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1945.474990234375, "cut_end_time": 1947.630115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cTo tell the honest truth, Polly, it was not a very hard one. I've had a feeling for some time that Trix and I were not suited to one another, and it might be wiser to stop short. But she did not or would not see it; and I was not going to back out, and leave her to wear any more willows, so here we are. I don't bear malice, but hope she'll do better, and not be disappointed again, upon my word I do.\u201d", "start_byte": 504601, "end_byte": 505005, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1959.4000244140625, "end_time": 1982.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1959.6650244140624, "cut_end_time": 1982.0300869140624, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's very good of you, quite Sydneyesque, and noble,", "start_byte": 505007, "end_byte": 505062, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1982.1600341796875, "end_time": 1985.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1982.3850341796874, "cut_end_time": 1985.5900341796873, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt will be all plain sailing for Syd, I fancy,", "start_byte": 505221, "end_byte": 505268, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1994.8800048828125, "end_time": 1997.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1995.1250048828124, "cut_end_time": 1997.7000048828124, "narrative_prediction": {"observed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI hope so,", "start_byte": 505356, "end_byte": 505367, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2002.280029296875, "end_time": 2003.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 2002.465029296875, "cut_end_time": 2003.4400292968749, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHe deserves the very best of everything, and I pray the Lord he may get it,", "start_byte": 505418, "end_byte": 505494, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2006.9599609375, "end_time": 2011.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 2007.4549609375, "cut_end_time": 2011.0800859375, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou'll write to Ned to-morrow, will you? I'll take anything he's got, for I want to be off,", "start_byte": 505704, "end_byte": 505796, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2023.199951171875, "end_time": 2027.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 2023.4949511718748, "cut_end_time": 2027.6500761718748, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'll write to-night. Would you like me to tell the girls about Trix and Sydney?", "start_byte": 505952, "end_byte": 506032, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2035.800048828125, "end_time": 2040.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 2036.045048828125, "cut_end_time": 2039.870111328125, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI wish you would. I don't know how to thank you for all you've done for me; I wish to heaven I did,", "start_byte": 506093, "end_byte": 506193, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2043.3599853515625, "end_time": 2048.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 2043.7949853515624, "cut_end_time": 2048.9800478515626, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI beg pardon could n't help it grandma always let me on my birthday.\u201d", "start_byte": 506634, "end_byte": 506704, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2074.159912109375, "end_time": 2078.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 2074.484912109375, "cut_end_time": 2078.550037109375, "narrative_prediction": {"apology": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}}}], "narrations": [{"text": " and plenty of heads to wag ominously over prophecies of the good time Tom Shaw would now make on the road to ruin. As reporters flourish in this country, of course Tom soon heard all the friendly criticisms passed upon him and his career, and he suffered more than anybody guessed; for the truth that was at the bottom of the gossip filled him with the sharp regret and impotent wrath against himself as well as others, which drives many a proud fellow, so placed, to destruction, or the effort that redeems boyish folly, and makes a man of him.", "start_byte": 473296, "end_byte": 473842, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 40.2400016784668, "end_time": 74.0, "cut_start_time": 40.405001678466796, "cut_end_time": 73.26000167846681}, {"text": "Now that he had lost his heritage, Tom seemed to see for the first time how goodly it had been, how rich in power, pleasure, and gracious opportunities. He felt its worth even while he acknowledged, with the sense of justice that is strong in manly men, how little he deserved a gift which he had so misused. He brooded over this a good deal, for, like the bat in the fable, he did n't seem to find any place in the new life which had begun for all. Knowing nothing of business, he was not of much use to his father, though he tried to be, and generally ended by feeling that he was a hindrance, not a help. Domestic affairs were equally out of his line, and the girls, more frank than their father, did not hesitate to tell him he was in the way when he offered to lend a hand anywhere. After the first excitement was over, and he had time to think, heart and energy seemed to die out, remorse got hold of him, and, as generous, thoughtless natures are apt to do when suddenly confronted with conscience, he exaggerated his faults and follies into sins of the deepest dye, and fancied he was regarded by others as a villain and an outcast. Pride and penitence made him shrink out of sight as much as possible, for he could not bear pity, even when silently expressed by a friendly hand or a kindly eye. He stayed at home a good deal, and loafed about with a melancholy and neglected air, vanished when anyone came, talked very little, and was either pathetically humble or tragically cross. He wanted to do something, but nothing seemed to appear; and while he waited to get his poise after the downfall, he was so very miserable that I'm afraid, if it had not been for one thing, my poor Tom would have got desperate, and been a failure. But when he seemed most useless, outcast, and forlorn, he discovered that one person needed him, one person never found him in the way, one person always welcomed and clung to him with the strongest affection of a very feeble nature. This dependence of his mother's was Tom's salvation at that crisis of his life; and the gossips, who said softly to one another over their muffins and tea.", "start_byte": 473844, "end_byte": 475973, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 74.0, "end_time": 213.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 74.395, "cut_end_time": 213.1400625}, {"text": " did not know that the invalid's weak, idle hands were unconsciously keeping the son safe in that quiet room, where she gave him all that she had to give, mother-love, till he took heart again, and faced the world ready to fight his battles manfully.", "start_byte": 476083, "end_byte": 476333, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 222.0399932861328, "end_time": 239.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 222.3049932861328, "cut_end_time": 238.78011828613282}, {"text": " sighed Mrs. Shaw one day, as she watched her husband slowly going down the street.", "start_byte": 476435, "end_byte": 476518, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 246.24000549316406, "end_time": 252.0, "cut_start_time": 246.36500549316406, "cut_end_time": 251.38000549316405}, {"text": "Tom, who stood by her, idly spinning the curtain tassel, followed the familiar figure with his eye, and seeing how gray the hair had grown, how careworn the florid face, and how like a weary old man his once strong, handsome father walked, he was smitten by a new pang of self-reproach, and with his usual impetuosity set about repairing the omission as soon as he discovered it.", "start_byte": 476520, "end_byte": 476899, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 252.0, "end_time": 276.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 252.165, "cut_end_time": 276.24}, {"text": " and with a hasty kiss, Tom was off.", "start_byte": 476961, "end_byte": 476997, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 280.0, "end_time": 282.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 279.975, "cut_end_time": 282.1100625}, {"text": "He did n't know exactly what he meant to do, but it had suddenly come over him, that he was hiding from the storm, and letting his father meet it alone; for the old man went to his office every day with the regularity of a machine, that would go its usual round until it stopped, while the young man stayed at home with the women, and let his mother comfort him.", "start_byte": 476999, "end_byte": 477361, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 282.32000732421875, "end_time": 305.0, "cut_start_time": 282.63500732421875, "cut_end_time": 304.11000732421877}, {"text": " and Tom drew on his gloves with the air of a man about to meet and conquer an enemy.", "start_byte": 477521, "end_byte": 477606, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 315.6400146484375, "end_time": 321.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 316.0150146484375, "cut_end_time": 320.7700771484375}, {"text": "Tom rather broke down at the end of his speech, for the look of pleased surprise with which his father greeted him, the alacrity with which he accepted and leaned on the strong arm offered him, proved that the daily walks had been solitary and doubtless sad ones. I think Mr. Shaw understood the real meaning of that little act of respect, and felt better for the hopeful change it seemed to foretell. But he took it quietly, and leaving his face to speak for him, merely said,", "start_byte": 477723, "end_byte": 478200, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 327.8399963378906, "end_time": 355.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 328.00499633789065, "cut_end_time": 355.48012133789064}, {"text": "Then they began to talk business with all their might, as if they feared that some trace of sentiment might disgrace their masculine dignity. But it made no difference whether they discussed lawsuits or love, mortgages or mothers, the feeling was all right and they knew it, so Mr. Shaw walked straighter than usual, and Tom felt that he was in his proper place again. The walk was not without its trials, however; for while it did Tom's heart good to see the cordial respect paid to his father, it tried his patience sorely to see also inquisitive or disapproving glances fixed upon himself when hats were lifted to his father, and to hear the hearty", "start_byte": 478282, "end_byte": 478933, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 361.2799987792969, "end_time": 400.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 361.4949987792969, "cut_end_time": 400.6000612792969}, {"text": " drop into a cool or careless,", "start_byte": 478955, "end_byte": 478985, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 401.8399963378906, "end_time": 404.0, "cut_start_time": 401.9749963378907, "cut_end_time": 403.78005883789064}, {"text": " muttered Tom to himself, feeling every moment a stronger desire to do something that should silence everybody.", "start_byte": 479102, "end_byte": 479213, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 411.6000061035156, "end_time": 418.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 411.76500610351565, "cut_end_time": 418.43000610351567}, {"text": "And when Tom had landed his father safely at the office, to the great edification of all beholders, he screwed up his courage, and went to prefer his request, feeling that the prospect brightened a little. But Mr. Bell was not in a good humor, and only gave Tom a severe lecture on the error of his ways, which sent him home much depressed, and caused the horizon to lower again.", "start_byte": 479703, "end_byte": 480082, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 447.67999267578125, "end_time": 471.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 448.1249926757813, "cut_end_time": 471.56011767578127}, {"text": "As he roamed about the house that afternoon, trying to calculate how much an Australian outfit would cost, the sound of lively voices and clattering spoons attracted him to the kitchen. There he found Polly giving Maud lessons in cookery; for the", "start_byte": 480084, "end_byte": 480330, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 471.9200134277344, "end_time": 487.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 472.2750134277344, "cut_end_time": 487.5400759277344}, {"text": " not being a high-priced article, could not be depended on for desserts, and Mrs. Shaw would have felt as if the wolf was at the door if there was not", "start_byte": 480341, "end_byte": 480491, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 488.1199951171875, "end_time": 496.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 488.14499511718753, "cut_end_time": 496.7001201171875}, {"text": " at dinner. Maud had a genius for cooking, and Fanny hated it, so that little person was in her glory, studying receipt books, and taking lessons whenever Polly could give them.", "start_byte": 480506, "end_byte": 480683, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 497.3599853515625, "end_time": 509.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 497.3549853515625, "cut_end_time": 508.70004785156254}, {"text": " cried Maud, as her brother appeared in the doorway.", "start_byte": 480769, "end_byte": 480821, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 515.760009765625, "end_time": 519.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 516.025009765625, "cut_end_time": 518.370009765625}, {"text": " said Tom, lingering, as if the prospect was agreeable. He was a social fellow, and very grateful just then to any one who helped him to forget his worries for a time. Polly knew this, felt that his society would not be a great affliction to herself at least, and whispering to Maud,", "start_byte": 480941, "end_byte": 481224, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 525.9199829101562, "end_time": 544.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 526.0149829101563, "cut_end_time": 543.8300454101562}, {"text": " she added, aloud,", "start_byte": 481241, "end_byte": 481259, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 545.4400024414062, "end_time": 547.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 545.7250024414062, "cut_end_time": 546.7700024414063}, {"text": " said Tom, letting Polly tie a checked apron on him, put a big bowl into his hands, and settle him near the table, where Maud was picking raisins, and she herself stirring busily about among spice-boxes, rolling-pins, and butter-pots.", "start_byte": 481505, "end_byte": 481739, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 563.719970703125, "end_time": 578.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 563.974970703125, "cut_end_time": 577.950033203125}, {"text": " asked Polly, anxious to cheer him up.", "start_byte": 481847, "end_byte": 481885, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 585.1199951171875, "end_time": 587.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 585.2849951171876, "cut_end_time": 587.2901201171875}, {"text": " answered Tom, nearly knocking the bottom of the bowl out with his energetic demonstrations, for it really was a relief to do something.", "start_byte": 481959, "end_byte": 482095, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 592.0800170898438, "end_time": 600.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 592.2650170898438, "cut_end_time": 599.4800795898437}, {"text": " and Polly threw a plump raisin into his mouth.", "start_byte": 482133, "end_byte": 482180, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 602.8800048828125, "end_time": 605.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 603.1450048828125, "cut_end_time": 605.4600048828125}, {"text": " observed Tom, likening himself to Hercules with the distaff, and finding his employment pleasant, if not classical.", "start_byte": 482237, "end_byte": 482353, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 609.0800170898438, "end_time": 616.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 609.1450170898438, "cut_end_time": 615.8100170898438}, {"text": " observed Tom, so soberly that Polly opened her eyes, and Maud exclaimed,", "start_byte": 482756, "end_byte": 482829, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 639.8400268554688, "end_time": 644.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 640.1050268554687, "cut_end_time": 644.7500268554687}, {"text": " continued Tom; then his eye fell upon the dimples in Polly's elbows, and he added, with a laugh,", "start_byte": 482893, "end_byte": 482990, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 649.0399780273438, "end_time": 655.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 649.1549780273438, "cut_end_time": 655.0001030273438}, {"text": " began Polly, impressively folding her floury hands.", "start_byte": 483107, "end_byte": 483159, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 663.5599975585938, "end_time": 667.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 663.6349975585938, "cut_end_time": 666.9900600585938}, {"text": " cried Tom, applauding with the wooden spoon.", "start_byte": 483735, "end_byte": 483780, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 706.4000244140625, "end_time": 709.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 706.4750244140625, "cut_end_time": 709.0000869140625}, {"text": " and Polly began to put the cake together in what seemed a most careless and chaotic manner, while Tom and Maud watched with absorbing interest till it was safely in the oven.", "start_byte": 484122, "end_byte": 484297, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 731.8400268554688, "end_time": 742.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 732.1750268554688, "cut_end_time": 742.0100268554688}, {"text": " and Tom smoothed his apron with a cheerful air.", "start_byte": 484453, "end_byte": 484501, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 751.5999755859375, "end_time": 754.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 751.5749755859375, "cut_end_time": 754.4601005859375}, {"text": " he added, as if anxious to contribute to the pleasures of the hour.", "start_byte": 484596, "end_byte": 484664, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 760.4400024414062, "end_time": 764.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 760.7850024414063, "cut_end_time": 764.2300024414063}, {"text": " cried Polly, clapping her hands, regardless of the egg she held, which dropped and smashed on the floor at her feet.", "start_byte": 484680, "end_byte": 484797, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 765.3599853515625, "end_time": 772.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 765.6449853515625, "cut_end_time": 771.6600478515625}, {"text": " and Polly whisked out of the room, glad of an excuse to run and tell Fan, who had just come in, lest, hearing the news in public, she might be startled out of the well-bred composure with which young ladies are expected to receive tidings, even of the most vital importance.", "start_byte": 484853, "end_byte": 485128, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 775.6400146484375, "end_time": 792.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 775.9550146484376, "cut_end_time": 791.7000771484376}, {"text": " asked Maud, suddenly.", "start_byte": 485170, "end_byte": 485192, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 794.8800048828125, "end_time": 796.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 795.0450048828126, "cut_end_time": 796.2600048828125}, {"text": " modestly answered Tom.", "start_byte": 485206, "end_byte": 485229, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 797.5999755859375, "end_time": 799.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 797.8249755859375, "cut_end_time": 799.0400380859376}, {"text": " cried Maud, with a chop that sent the citron flying.", "start_byte": 485457, "end_byte": 485510, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 813.4000244140625, "end_time": 816.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 813.5450244140625, "cut_end_time": 816.3200244140626}, {"text": " cried Maud, turning up her nose as far as that somewhat limited feature would go.", "start_byte": 485905, "end_byte": 485987, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 840.47998046875, "end_time": 845.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 840.6649804687501, "cut_end_time": 845.00010546875}, {"text": " said Tom, looking so much interested, that Maud could n't resist airing her knowledge a little.", "start_byte": 486159, "end_byte": 486255, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 855.1599731445312, "end_time": 861.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 855.4349731445312, "cut_end_time": 860.5600981445313}, {"text": " asked Tom, investigating the kitchen boiler with deep interest.", "start_byte": 486696, "end_byte": 486760, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 884.47998046875, "end_time": 888.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 884.62498046875, "cut_end_time": 887.96004296875}, {"text": " replied Maud, after a moment's reflection.", "start_byte": 486916, "end_byte": 486959, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 897.4400024414062, "end_time": 900.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 897.5750024414062, "cut_end_time": 899.8500024414062}, {"text": " and Tom began to pump as if the house was on fire.", "start_byte": 486994, "end_byte": 487045, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 902.3599853515625, "end_time": 905.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 902.6749853515626, "cut_end_time": 905.2701103515625}, {"text": "Down came Polly, with heightened color, bright eyes, and not a single egg. Tom took a quick look at her over his shoulder, and paused as if the fire was suddenly extinguished. Something in his face made Polly feel a little guilty, so she fell to grating nutmeg, with a vigor which made red cheeks the most natural thing in life. Maud, the traitor, sat demurely at work, looking very like what Tom had called her, a magpie with mischief in its head. Polly felt a change in the atmosphere, but merely thought Tom was tired, so she graciously dismissed him with a stick of cinnamon, as she had nothing else just then to lay upon the shrine.", "start_byte": 487047, "end_byte": 487684, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 905.8800048828125, "end_time": 944.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 906.1950048828126, "cut_end_time": 943.8700673828125}, {"text": " answered Tom, as he walked away meditatively crunching his cinnamon, and looking as if he did not find it as spicy as usual. He got his books, but did not read them; for, shutting himself up in the little room called", "start_byte": 487819, "end_byte": 488036, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 952.719970703125, "end_time": 965.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 952.714970703125, "cut_end_time": 965.130095703125}, {"text": " he just sat down and brooded.", "start_byte": 488049, "end_byte": 488079, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 966.0, "end_time": 968.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 966.325, "cut_end_time": 967.8400625}, {"text": "When he came down to breakfast the next morning, he was greeted with a general", "start_byte": 488081, "end_byte": 488159, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 968.3200073242188, "end_time": 973.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 968.8150073242188, "cut_end_time": 973.0100073242188}, {"text": " and at his place lay gifts from every member of the family; not as costly as formerly, perhaps, but infinitely dearer, as tokens of the love that had outlived the change, and only grown the warmer for the test of misfortune. In his present state of mind, Tom felt as if he did not deserve a blessed thing; so when every one exerted themselves to make it a happy day for him, he understood what it means", "start_byte": 488182, "end_byte": 488585, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 974.8400268554688, "end_time": 1000.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 975.1650268554688, "cut_end_time": 1000.8600268554687}, {"text": " and sternly resolved to be an honor to his family, or perish in the attempt. Evening brought Polly to what she called a", "start_byte": 488622, "end_byte": 488742, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1002.9600219726562, "end_time": 1010.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1003.2050219726563, "cut_end_time": 1010.2600219726563}, {"text": " and when they gathered round the table, another gift appeared, which, though not of a sentimental nature, touched Tom more than all the rest. It was a most delectable cake, with a nosegay atop, and round it on the snowy frosting there ran a pink inscription, just as it had been every year since Tom could remember.", "start_byte": 488757, "end_byte": 489073, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1011.0399780273438, "end_time": 1031.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1011.3149780273437, "cut_end_time": 1031.0900405273437}, {"text": " observed Maud, complacently, at which funereal remark, Mrs. Shaw, who was down in honor of the day, dropped her napkin, and demanded her salts.", "start_byte": 489126, "end_byte": 489270, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1034.6400146484375, "end_time": 1044.0, "cut_start_time": 1034.8050146484375, "cut_end_time": 1043.7000146484374}, {"text": " asked Tom, surveying the gift with satisfaction; for it recalled the happier birthdays, which seemed very far away now.", "start_byte": 489294, "end_byte": 489414, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1045.43994140625, "end_time": 1052.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1045.64494140625, "cut_end_time": 1052.6200039062498}, {"text": " was all Tom said, as he smiled at the giver, but Polly knew that her present had pleased him more than the most elegant trifle she could have made.", "start_byte": 489762, "end_byte": 489910, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1071.760009765625, "end_time": 1080.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1071.915009765625, "cut_end_time": 1080.030009765625}, {"text": " cried, Maud.", "start_byte": 489968, "end_byte": 489981, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1083.1600341796875, "end_time": 1084.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1083.2750341796875, "cut_end_time": 1084.1700341796875}, {"text": " said Tom, feeling no appetite, but bound to do justice to that cake, if he fell a victim to his gratitude.", "start_byte": 490348, "end_byte": 490455, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1105.56005859375, "end_time": 1112.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1105.69505859375, "cut_end_time": 1112.4800585937498}, {"text": " said Polly, as she rose to do the honors of the cake, by universal appointment.", "start_byte": 490503, "end_byte": 490583, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1115.199951171875, "end_time": 1119.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1115.374951171875, "cut_end_time": 1119.500076171875}, {"text": " answered Tom, watching the operation with as much interest as if he had faith in the omen.", "start_byte": 490637, "end_byte": 490728, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1122.4000244140625, "end_time": 1128.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1122.5050244140625, "cut_end_time": 1127.8100244140624}, {"text": "Cutting carefully, slice after slice fell apart; each firm and dark, spicy and rich, under the frosty rime above; and laying a specially large piece in one of grandma's quaint little china plates, Polly added the flowers and handed it to Tom, with a look that said a good deal, for, seeing that he remembered her sermon, she was glad to find that her allegory held good, in one sense at least. Tom's face brightened as he took it, and after an inspection which amused the others very much he looked up, saying, with an air of relief,", "start_byte": 490730, "end_byte": 491263, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1128.0799560546875, "end_time": 1162.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1128.3249560546874, "cut_end_time": 1162.6600810546875}, {"text": " and turning to her, he put the rose into her hair with more gallantry than taste, for a thorn pricked her head, the leaves tickled her ear, and the flower was upside down.", "start_byte": 491368, "end_byte": 491540, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1169.4000244140625, "end_time": 1179.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1169.8250244140625, "cut_end_time": 1179.6000869140623}, {"text": "Fanny laughed at his want of skill, but Polly would n't have it altered, and everybody fell to eating cake, as if indigestion was one of the lost arts. They had a lively tea, and were getting on famously afterward, when two letters were brought for Tom, who glanced at one, and retired rather precipitately to his den, leaving Maud consumed with curiosity, and the older girls slightly excited, for Fan thought she recognized the handwriting on one, and Polly, on the other.", "start_byte": 491542, "end_byte": 492016, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1179.760009765625, "end_time": 1209.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1179.995009765625, "cut_end_time": 1209.100072265625}, {"text": "One half an hour and then another elapsed, and Tom did not return. Mr. Shaw went out, Mrs. Shaw retired to her room escorted by Maud, and the two girls sat together wondering if anything dreadful had happened. All of a sudden a voice called,", "start_byte": 492018, "end_byte": 492259, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1209.1600341796875, "end_time": 1225.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1209.2650341796875, "cut_end_time": 1224.9300341796875}, {"text": " and that young lady started out of her chair, as if the sound had been a thunder-clap.", "start_byte": 492268, "end_byte": 492355, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1225.9200439453125, "end_time": 1231.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1226.2550439453123, "cut_end_time": 1230.9900439453124}, {"text": " said Fan.", "start_byte": 492417, "end_byte": 492427, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1234.8800048828125, "end_time": 1235.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1234.9550048828123, "cut_end_time": 1235.6300673828125}, {"text": " began Polly, wishing to obey, yet feeling a little shy.", "start_byte": 492447, "end_byte": 492503, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1237.0400390625, "end_time": 1240.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1237.1450390625, "cut_end_time": 1240.2600390624998}, {"text": " cried Fanny, hustling her friend towards the door, in a great flutter.", "start_byte": 492599, "end_byte": 492670, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1245.6800537109375, "end_time": 1249.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1245.7050537109374, "cut_end_time": 1249.6900537109375}, {"text": "Polly went without another word, but she wore a curiously anxious look, and stopped on the threshold of the den, as if a little afraid of its occupant. Tom was sitting in his favorite attitude, astride of a chair, with his arms folded and his chin on the top rail; not an elegant posture, but the only one in which, he said, he could think well.", "start_byte": 492672, "end_byte": 493017, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1249.8399658203125, "end_time": 1270.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1250.0249658203124, "cut_end_time": 1270.3000283203123}, {"text": " exclaimed Polly, forgetting all about herself, as she saw his face when he rose and turned to meet her.", "start_byte": 493229, "end_byte": 493333, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1283.800048828125, "end_time": 1289.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1283.775048828125, "cut_end_time": 1289.650111328125}, {"text": "Tom snatched a letter off the table, put it into her hands, and began to walk up and down the little room, like a veritable bear in its cage. As Polly read that short note, all the color went out of her face, and her eyes began to kindle. When she came to the end, she stood a minute, as if too indignant to speak, then gave the paper a nervous sort of crumple and dropped it on the floor, saying, all in one breath,", "start_byte": 493461, "end_byte": 493877, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1297.8399658203125, "end_time": 1323.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1298.0049658203125, "cut_end_time": 1322.9600283203124}, {"text": " And Tom took up a second paper, looking half angry, half ashamed at his own mistake.", "start_byte": 494023, "end_byte": 494108, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1332.719970703125, "end_time": 1337.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1333.0549707031248, "cut_end_time": 1337.6700957031248}, {"text": " he added, as if, on second thoughts, he was relieved to have the communication made to Polly first.", "start_byte": 494260, "end_byte": 494360, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1345.1199951171875, "end_time": 1350.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1345.2849951171875, "cut_end_time": 1350.4700576171874}, {"text": " said Polly, feeling that she began to tremble with excitement.", "start_byte": 494469, "end_byte": 494532, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1356.47998046875, "end_time": 1360.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1356.68498046875, "cut_end_time": 1360.23004296875}, {"text": " Tom stopped short there, and stood a minute turning the letter about in his hand as if it contained a sweet which neutralized the bitter in that smaller note, and touched him very much. Then he drew up an arm-chair, and beckoning Polly to take it, said in a sober, steady tone, that surprised her greatly,", "start_byte": 494626, "end_byte": 494932, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1365.760009765625, "end_time": 1383.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1365.915009765625, "cut_end_time": 1383.100072265625}, {"text": "Mind it? Polly felt that Tom had paid her the highest and most beautiful compliment he could have devised. She had often longed to do it, for, being brought up in the most affectionate and frank relations with her brothers, she had early learned what it takes most women some time to discover, that sex does not make nearly as much difference in hearts and souls as we fancy. Joy and sorrow, love and fear, life and death bring so many of the same needs to all, that the wonder is we do not understand each other better, but wait till times of tribulation teach us that human nature is very much the same in men and women. Thanks to this knowledge, Polly understood Tom in a way that surprised and won him. She knew that he wanted womanly sympathy, and that she could give it to him, because she was not afraid to stretch her hand across the barrier which our artificial education puts between boys and girls, and to say to him in all good faith,", "start_byte": 495227, "end_byte": 496173, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1400.56005859375, "end_time": 1458.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1400.79505859375, "cut_end_time": 1457.9601210937499}, {"text": "Ten minutes sooner Polly could have done this almost as easily to Tom as to Will, but in that ten minutes something had happened which made this difficult. Reading that Trix had given Tom back his freedom changed many things to Polly, and caused her to shrink from his confidence, because she felt as if it would be harder now to keep self out of sight; for, spite of maiden modesty, love and hope would wake and sing at the good news. Slowly she sat down, and hesitatingly she said, with her eyes on the ground, and a very humble voice,", "start_byte": 496204, "end_byte": 496741, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1460.199951171875, "end_time": 1494.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1460.7049511718749, "cut_end_time": 1493.6300761718749}, {"text": "As he spoke, Tom laid the other paper in her lap, and went off to the window, as if to leave her free to enjoy it unseen; but he could not help a glance now and then, and as Polly's face brightened, his own fell.", "start_byte": 497185, "end_byte": 497397, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1522.8399658203125, "end_time": 1535.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1523.0349658203124, "cut_end_time": 1535.4000908203125}, {"text": " cried Polly, looking up at last, with her fact glowing, and her eyes full of delight.", "start_byte": 497548, "end_byte": 497634, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1545.56005859375, "end_time": 1550.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1545.8150585937499, "cut_end_time": 1550.65012109375}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 498165, "end_byte": 498165, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1581.6800537109375, "end_time": 1581.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1581.6550537109374, "cut_end_time": 1581.7801162109374}, {"text": "A rough speech, but it pleased Polly better than the smoothest Tom had ever made in her hearing, for something in his face and voice told her that the friendly act had roused a nobler sentiment than gratitude, making the cancelled obligations of the boy, debts of honor to the man.", "start_byte": 498371, "end_byte": 498652, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1593.8399658203125, "end_time": 1610.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1594.0649658203124, "cut_end_time": 1610.1500908203125}, {"text": " And Tom took the low footstool that always stood near grandma's old chair.", "start_byte": 498712, "end_byte": 498787, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1614.9200439453125, "end_time": 1620.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1615.1650439453124, "cut_end_time": 1619.5400439453124}, {"text": " continued the poor fellow, rubbing his tired forehead, as if to polish up his wits.", "start_byte": 498877, "end_byte": 498961, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1625.5999755859375, "end_time": 1630.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1625.6549755859373, "cut_end_time": 1630.6801005859375}, {"text": " cried Polly, putting out her hand as it to keep him, and then snatching it back again before he could turn round.", "start_byte": 499093, "end_byte": 499207, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1639.1199951171875, "end_time": 1645.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1639.0949951171874, "cut_end_time": 1645.5900576171873}, {"text": " said Polly, decidedly.", "start_byte": 499353, "end_byte": 499376, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1654.6400146484375, "end_time": 1656.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1654.8250146484374, "cut_end_time": 1656.1400771484375}, {"text": " answered Polly, quickly, as all sorts of plans and projects went sweeping through her mind.", "start_byte": 500212, "end_byte": 500304, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1702.8399658203125, "end_time": 1708.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1702.9949658203125, "cut_end_time": 1707.8700283203125}, {"text": "Polly could not help smiling at Tom's new tone, it seemed so strange to hear him talking about anything but horses and tailors, dancing and girls. She liked it, however, as much as she did the sober expression of his face, and the way he had lately of swinging his arms about, as if he wanted to do something energetic with them.", "start_byte": 500695, "end_byte": 501024, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1730.199951171875, "end_time": 1748.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1730.344951171875, "cut_end_time": 1748.580013671875}, {"text": " said Tom, laughing, yet looking as if he felt the dignity of his one and twenty years.", "start_byte": 502137, "end_byte": 502224, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1811.280029296875, "end_time": 1816.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1811.5950292968748, "cut_end_time": 1816.6900917968749}, {"text": " said Polly, smiling, even while she felt as if adversity was going to do more for Tom than years of prosperity.", "start_byte": 502457, "end_byte": 502569, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1829.0, "end_time": 1835.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1828.975, "cut_end_time": 1835.6599999999999}, {"text": "They both sat quiet for a minute, Polly in the big chair looking at him with a new respect in her eyes, Tom on the stool near by slowly tearing up a folded paper he had absently taken from the floor while he talked.", "start_byte": 502571, "end_byte": 502786, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1835.8399658203125, "end_time": 1848.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1836.1449658203123, "cut_end_time": 1848.5900908203123}, {"text": " he asked, as a little white shower fluttered from his hands.", "start_byte": 502812, "end_byte": 502873, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1850.0799560546875, "end_time": 1853.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1850.2349560546875, "cut_end_time": 1853.5000185546874}, {"text": " continued Tom, as if, having begun the subject, he wished to explain it thoroughly.", "start_byte": 503014, "end_byte": 503098, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1862.3199462890625, "end_time": 1867.0, "cut_start_time": 1862.5049462890624, "cut_end_time": 1866.8500087890625}, {"text": " said Polly.", "start_byte": 503120, "end_byte": 503132, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1868.239990234375, "end_time": 1869.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1868.374990234375, "cut_end_time": 1869.080052734375}, {"text": " cried Polly, defiantly, for her wrath burned hotly against Trix, though she blessed her for setting the bondman free.", "start_byte": 503895, "end_byte": 504013, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1917.280029296875, "end_time": 1924.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1917.5350292968749, "cut_end_time": 1924.0000917968748}, {"text": " muttered Tom to himself; adding aloud, in a tone of calm resignation that assured Polly his heart would not be broken though his engagement was,", "start_byte": 504042, "end_byte": 504187, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1926.4000244140625, "end_time": 1935.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1926.5350244140625, "cut_end_time": 1935.0400244140624}, {"text": " There was an ironical little twang to that speech, and Polly could n't help it. Tom colored up and looked hurt for a minute, then seemed to right himself with a shrug, and said, in his outspoken way,", "start_byte": 504400, "end_byte": 504600, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1947.6400146484375, "end_time": 1959.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1947.8350146484374, "cut_end_time": 1959.0900771484373}, {"text": " said Polly, feeling rather ill at ease, and wishing she could hide herself behind a cap and spectacles, if she was to play Grandma to this confiding youth.", "start_byte": 505063, "end_byte": 505219, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1985.5999755859375, "end_time": 1994.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1985.7449755859375, "cut_end_time": 1994.4801005859374}, {"text": " observed Tom, getting up as if the little cricket suddenly ceased to be comfortable.", "start_byte": 505269, "end_byte": 505354, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1997.8399658203125, "end_time": 2002.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1997.9249658203123, "cut_end_time": 2002.1000908203125}, {"text": " murmured Polly, wondering what was coming next.", "start_byte": 505368, "end_byte": 505416, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2003.43994140625, "end_time": 2006.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 2003.7749414062498, "cut_end_time": 2006.55000390625}, {"text": " added Tom, poking the fire in a destructive manner.", "start_byte": 505495, "end_byte": 505547, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2011.0400390625, "end_time": 2014.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 2011.1750390625, "cut_end_time": 2013.8400390625}, {"text": "Polly made no answer, fearing to pay too much, for she knew Fan had made no confidant of Tom, and she guarded her friend's secret as jealously as her own.", "start_byte": 505549, "end_byte": 505703, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2014.0799560546875, "end_time": 2023.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 2014.2349560546875, "cut_end_time": 2023.0300185546873}, {"text": " said Tom, casting down the poker, and turning round with a resolute air which was lost on Polly, who sat twirling the rose that had fallen into her lap.", "start_byte": 505797, "end_byte": 505950, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2027.6800537109375, "end_time": 2035.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 2027.7450537109373, "cut_end_time": 2035.3601162109373}, {"text": " she asked as she rose, feeling that the council was over.", "start_byte": 506033, "end_byte": 506091, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2040.0400390625, "end_time": 2043.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 2040.2550390625, "cut_end_time": 2043.1300390625}, {"text": " said Tom, holding out his hand with a look that Polly thought a great deal too grateful for the little she had done.", "start_byte": 506194, "end_byte": 506311, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2048.9599609375, "end_time": 2055.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 2049.1249609375, "cut_end_time": 2054.9700234375}, {"text": "As she gave him her hand, and looked up at him with those confiding eyes of hers, Tom's gratitude seemed to fly to his head, for, without the slightest warning, he stooped down and kissed her, a proceeding which startled Polly so that he recovered himself at once, and retreated into his den with the incoherent apology,", "start_byte": 506313, "end_byte": 506633, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2055.199951171875, "end_time": 2074.159912109375, "cut_start_time": 2055.454951171875, "cut_end_time": 2074.069951171875}]}

test/2163/3331/oldfashionedgirl_18_alcott_64kb.json

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Have you been sick and never told me?\u201d", "start_byte": 510107, "end_byte": 510164, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 220.47999572753906, "end_time": 224.52000427246094, "cut_start_time": 220.56499572753907, "cut_end_time": 224.16012072753907, "narrative_prediction": {"exclamation": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cNo, I'm only tired, had a good deal to do lately, and the dull weather makes me just a trifle blue. I shall soon brighten up when I get to my work again,", "start_byte": 510166, "end_byte": 510320, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 224.52000427246094, "end_time": 234.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 224.77500427246093, "cut_end_time": 234.09000427246093, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou don't look a bit natural. What have you been doing to your precious little self?", "start_byte": 510378, "end_byte": 510463, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 237.55999755859375, "end_time": 242.24000549316406, "cut_start_time": 237.95499755859373, "cut_end_time": 242.02012255859376, "narrative_prediction": {"persisted": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm all right enough, as you'll see when I'm in order. I'm proper glad to find you looking so well and happy. Does all go smoothly, Fan?", "start_byte": 510736, "end_byte": 510873, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 258.0799865722656, "end_time": 266.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 258.3349865722656, "cut_end_time": 266.4201115722656, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cAnswer me one question first,", "start_byte": 510932, "end_byte": 510962, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 270.0, "end_time": 271.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 270.175, "cut_end_time": 271.8000625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cTell me, truly, have you never repented of your hint to Sydney?\u201d", "start_byte": 511023, "end_byte": 511088, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 275.3599853515625, "end_time": 279.8399963378906, "cut_start_time": 275.6549853515625, "cut_end_time": 279.45004785156254, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cNever!", "start_byte": 511090, "end_byte": 511097, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 279.8399963378906, "end_time": 280.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 279.9049963378906, "cut_end_time": 280.46005883789064, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOn your honor, as an honest girl?\u201d", "start_byte": 511194, "end_byte": 511229, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 286.32000732421875, "end_time": 289.0400085449219, "cut_start_time": 286.55500732421876, "cut_end_time": 288.6100698242188, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOn my honor, as anything you please. Why do you suspect me of it?", "start_byte": 511231, "end_byte": 511297, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 289.0400085449219, "end_time": 293.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 289.2050085449219, "cut_end_time": 293.5700085449219, "narrative_prediction": {"demanded": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "angrily": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cBecause something is wrong with you. It's no use to deny it, for you 've got the look I used to see in that very glass on my own face when I thought he cared for you. Forgive me, Polly, but I can't help saying it, for it is there, and I want to be as true to you as you were to me if I can.\u201d", "start_byte": 511332, "end_byte": 511624, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 295.9200134277344, "end_time": 313.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 296.1950134277344, "cut_end_time": 313.1300759277344, "narrative_prediction": {"understood": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}, "passionately": {"id": "2", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cI tell you I don't love him! If he was the only man in the world, I would n't marry him, because I don't want to.\u201d", "start_byte": 511829, "end_byte": 511944, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 326.0, "end_time": 332.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 326.45500000000004, "cut_end_time": 332.40006250000005, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "passionately": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cThen if it's not him, it's some one else. You've got a secret, Polly, and I should think you might tell it, as you know mine,", "start_byte": 512120, "end_byte": 512246, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 342.7200012207031, "end_time": 349.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 342.94500122070315, "cut_end_time": 349.96006372070315, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cMy precious Polly, do I know him?\u201d", "start_byte": 512471, "end_byte": 512506, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 364.1600036621094, "end_time": 367.0, "cut_start_time": 364.3450036621094, "cut_end_time": 366.5800036621094, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "persuasive": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou have seen him.\u201d", "start_byte": 512508, "end_byte": 512528, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 367.0, "end_time": 368.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 367.20500000000004, "cut_end_time": 368.06, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cAnd is he very wise, good, and splendid, dear?\u201d", "start_byte": 512530, "end_byte": 512578, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 368.2799987792969, "end_time": 371.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 368.6049987792969, "cut_end_time": 371.1501237792969, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNo.\u201d", "start_byte": 512580, "end_byte": 512585, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 371.6000061035156, "end_time": 372.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 371.75500610351565, "cut_end_time": 372.21000610351564, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHe ought to be if you love him. I hope he is n't bad?", "start_byte": 512587, "end_byte": 512641, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 372.3999938964844, "end_time": 375.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 372.8049938964844, "cut_end_time": 375.6301188964844, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "anxiously": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm suited, that's enough.\u201d", "start_byte": 512725, "end_byte": 512753, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 381.0, "end_time": 383.0, "cut_start_time": 381.32500000000005, "cut_end_time": 382.69, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, please just tell me one thing more. Don't he love back again?\u201d", "start_byte": 512755, "end_byte": 512822, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 383.0, "end_time": 387.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 383.46500000000003, "cut_end_time": 387.2000625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNo. Now don't say another word, I can't bear it!", "start_byte": 512824, "end_byte": 512873, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 387.8800048828125, "end_time": 391.79998779296875, "cut_start_time": 388.03500488281253, "cut_end_time": 391.39000488281255, "narrative_prediction": {"spoke": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "desperate": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI won't, but now I'm not afraid to tell you that I think, I hope, I do believe that Sydney cares a little for me. He's been very kind to us all, and lately he has seemed to like to see me always when he comes and miss me if I'm gone. I did n't dare to hope anything, till Papa observed something in his manner, and teased me about it. I try not to deceive myself, but it does seem as if there was a chance of happiness for me.\u201d", "start_byte": 512947, "end_byte": 513375, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 396.2799987792969, "end_time": 422.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 396.6949987792969, "cut_end_time": 422.2701237792969, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThank heaven for that!", "start_byte": 513377, "end_byte": 513400, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 422.8800048828125, "end_time": 424.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 423.1950048828125, "cut_end_time": 424.48006738281254, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "satisfaction": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 8}, "heartiest": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cNow come and tell me all about it,", "start_byte": 513461, "end_byte": 513496, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 428.32000732421875, "end_time": 430.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 428.73500732421877, "cut_end_time": 430.31000732421876, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI've got some notes and things I want to ask your opinion about, if they really mean anything, you know,", "start_byte": 513587, "end_byte": 513692, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 435.6000061035156, "end_time": 441.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 436.11500610351567, "cut_end_time": 441.1100061035157, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThere's a photograph of Tom, came in his last letter. Good, is n't it? He looks older, but that's the beard and the rough coat, I suppose. Dear old fellow, he is doing so well I really begin to feel quite proud of him.\u201d", "start_byte": 513775, "end_byte": 513995, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 446.3999938964844, "end_time": 460.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 446.7649938964844, "cut_end_time": 460.0801188964844, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt don't do him justice,", "start_byte": 514210, "end_byte": 514235, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 473.2799987792969, "end_time": 475.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 473.5649987792969, "cut_end_time": 475.1401237792969, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cPolly, is it Tom?\u201d", "start_byte": 514483, "end_byte": 514502, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 489.3999938964844, "end_time": 491.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 489.5449938964844, "cut_end_time": 490.9300563964844, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "astonishment": {"id": "0", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, Polly, I am so glad! I never thought of it you are so good, and he 's such a wild boy, I can't believe it but it is so dear of you to care for him.\u201d", "start_byte": 514755, "end_byte": 514908, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 508.2799987792969, "end_time": 518.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 508.7949987792969, "cut_end_time": 518.1600612792969, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cCould n't help it tried not to but it was so hard you know, Fan, you know,", "start_byte": 514910, "end_byte": 514985, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 518.719970703125, "end_time": 523.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 518.954970703125, "cut_end_time": 523.460095703125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201ctalk it over", "start_byte": 515475, "end_byte": 515488, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 554.4000244140625, "end_time": 555.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 554.4450244140626, "cut_end_time": 555.4600869140626, "narrative_prediction": {"to talk": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 7}}}, {"text": "\u201cReally my sister! You dear thing, how heavenly that will be,", "start_byte": 515669, "end_byte": 515730, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 567.47998046875, "end_time": 571.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 567.69498046875, "cut_end_time": 571.45004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt never will be,", "start_byte": 515744, "end_byte": 515762, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 572.760009765625, "end_time": 574.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 572.995009765625, "cut_end_time": 574.220072265625, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "calm": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}, "despair": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat will prevent it?\u201d", "start_byte": 515807, "end_byte": 515830, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 577.2000122070312, "end_time": 579.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 577.5050122070313, "cut_end_time": 578.5200747070313, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cMaria Bailey,", "start_byte": 515832, "end_byte": 515846, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 579.0800170898438, "end_time": 580.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 579.3150170898438, "cut_end_time": 580.3200795898438, "narrative_prediction": {"was": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cWhat do you mean? Is she the Western girl? She shan't have Tom; I'll kill her first!\u201d", "start_byte": 515871, "end_byte": 515957, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 582.5599975585938, "end_time": 589.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 583.1249975585938, "cut_end_time": 588.4301225585938, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cToo late, let me tell you is that door shut, and Maud safe?\u201d", "start_byte": 515959, "end_byte": 516020, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 589.2000122070312, "end_time": 593.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 589.6150122070313, "cut_end_time": 593.2200747070312, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHas n't he mentioned Maria in his letters?\u201d", "start_byte": 516163, "end_byte": 516207, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 602.47998046875, "end_time": 605.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 602.75498046875, "cut_end_time": 604.96004296875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cOnce or twice, but sort of jokingly, and I thought it was only some little flirtation. He can't have time for much of that fun, he's so busy.\u201d", "start_byte": 516209, "end_byte": 516352, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 605.3599853515625, "end_time": 615.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 605.6449853515625, "cut_end_time": 614.6001103515625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cNed writes good, gossipy letters I taught him how and he tells me all that's going on. When he'd spoken of this girl several times (they board with her mother, you know), I asked about her, quite carelessly, and he told me she was pretty, good, and well educated, and he thought Tom was rather smitten. That was a blow, for you see, Fan, since Trix broke the engagement, and it was n't wrong to think of Tom, I let myself hope, just a little, and was so happy! Now I must give it up, and now I see how much I hoped, and what a dreadful loss it's going to be.\u201d", "start_byte": 516354, "end_byte": 516914, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 615.4400024414062, "end_time": 652.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 615.6350024414063, "cut_end_time": 651.9200649414063, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt was so stupid of me not to guess before. But you see Tom always seems so like a boy, and you are more womanly for your age than any girl I know, so I never thought of your caring for him in that way. I knew you were very good to him, you are to every one, my precious; and I knew that he was fond of you as he is of me, fonder if anything, because he thinks you are perfect; but still I never dreamed of his loving you as more than a dear friend.\u201d", "start_byte": 517123, "end_byte": 517574, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 665.8400268554688, "end_time": 693.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 666.1950268554688, "cut_end_time": 693.0300893554688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cHe does n't,", "start_byte": 517576, "end_byte": 517589, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 693.4000244140625, "end_time": 694.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 693.6750244140625, "cut_end_time": 694.3200869140625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWell, he ought; and if I could get hold of him, he should!\u201d", "start_byte": 517606, "end_byte": 517666, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 695.760009765625, "end_time": 699.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 695.985009765625, "cut_end_time": 699.420072265625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIf you ever breathe a word, drop a hint, look a look that will tell him or any one else about me, I'll yes, as sure as my name is Mary Milton I'll proclaim from the housetops that you like Ar", "start_byte": 517732, "end_byte": 517924, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 704.0800170898438, "end_time": 717.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 704.2250170898437, "cut_end_time": 717.0300795898438, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "sternly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI won't! I promise solemnly I'll never say a word to a mortal creature. Don't be so fierce, Polly; you quite frighten me.\u201d", "start_byte": 518027, "end_byte": 518150, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 724.0, "end_time": 732.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 724.4250000000001, "cut_end_time": 731.7400625, "narrative_prediction": {"protested": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "vehemently": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cIt's bad enough to love some one who don't love you, but to have them told of it is perfectly awful. It makes me wild just to think of it. Oh, Fan, I'm getting so ill-tempered and envious and wicked, I don't know what will happen to me.\u201d", "start_byte": 518152, "end_byte": 518390, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 732.0800170898438, "end_time": 746.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 732.2950170898438, "cut_end_time": 746.3400795898438, "narrative_prediction": {"protested": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "vehemently": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm not afraid for you, my dear, and I do believe things will go right, because you are so good to every one. How Tom could help adoring you I don't see. I know he would if he had stayed at home longer after he got rid of Trix. It would be the making of him; but though he is my brother, I don't think he's good enough for you, Polly, and I don't quite see how you can care for him so much, when you might have had a person so infinitely superior.\u201d", "start_byte": 518392, "end_byte": 518841, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 746.52001953125, "end_time": 772.0, "cut_start_time": 746.90501953125, "cut_end_time": 771.62001953125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't want a'superior' person; he'd tire me if he was like A. S. Besides, I do think Tom is superior to him in many things. Well, you need n't stare; I know he is, or will be. He's so different, and very young, and has lots of faults, I know, but I like him all the better for it, and he's honest and brave, and has got a big, warm heart, and I'd rather have him care for me than the wisest, best, most accomplished man in the world, simply because I love him!\u201d", "start_byte": 518843, "end_byte": 519307, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 772.0, "end_time": 803.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 772.455, "cut_end_time": 803.12, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201ccould not afford to marry.", "start_byte": 519783, "end_byte": 519810, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 834.239990234375, "end_time": 836.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 834.214990234375, "cut_end_time": 835.770052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"thought": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't know when I began to love Tom, but I found out that I did last winter, and was as much surprised as you are,", "start_byte": 520179, "end_byte": 520296, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 856.2000122070312, "end_time": 863.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 856.5350122070313, "cut_end_time": 863.7000122070312, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI did n't approve of him at all. I thought he was extravagant, reckless, and dandified. I was very much disappointed when he chose Trix, and the more I thought and saw of it, the worse I felt, for Tom was too good for her, and I hated to see her do so little for him, when she might have done so much; because he is one of the men who can be led by their affections, and the woman he marries can make or mar him.\u201d", "start_byte": 520349, "end_byte": 520763, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 866.8800048828125, "end_time": 891.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 867.1050048828125, "cut_end_time": 890.6900048828126, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThat's true!", "start_byte": 520765, "end_byte": 520778, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 891.1199951171875, "end_time": 892.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 891.4249951171876, "cut_end_time": 892.4001201171875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI don't mean that he's weak or bad. If he was, I should hate him; but he does need some one to love him very much, and make him happy, as a good woman best knows how,", "start_byte": 520933, "end_byte": 521100, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 901.280029296875, "end_time": 912.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 901.525029296875, "cut_end_time": 912.0700292968751, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI hope Maria Bailey is all he thinks her,", "start_byte": 521164, "end_byte": 521206, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 916.2000122070312, "end_time": 918.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 916.5150122070313, "cut_end_time": 918.8500122070312, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "softly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cfor I could n't bear to have him disappointed again.\u201d", "start_byte": 521227, "end_byte": 521281, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 920.0800170898438, "end_time": 923.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 920.2950170898438, "cut_end_time": 922.9200170898438, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "softly": {"id": "1", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI dare say he don't care a fig for her, and you are only borrowing trouble. What do you say Ned answered when you asked about this inconvenient girl?", "start_byte": 521283, "end_byte": 521433, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 923.0399780273438, "end_time": 931.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 923.3449780273438, "cut_end_time": 931.3001030273438, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI asked him in another letter if he did n't admire Miss B. as much as Tom, and he wrote back that she was'a nice girl,' but he had no time for nonsense, and I need n't get my white kids ready for some years yet, unless to dance at Tom's wedding. Since then he has n't mentioned Maria, so I was sure there was something serious going on, and being in Tom's confidence, he kept quiet.\u201d", "start_byte": 521506, "end_byte": 521890, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 936.5599975585938, "end_time": 960.0, "cut_start_time": 936.7949975585938, "cut_end_time": 959.7800600585938, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cIt does look bad. Suppose I say a word to Tom, just inquire after his heart in a general way, you know, and give him a chance to tell me, if there is anything to tell.", "start_byte": 521892, "end_byte": 522060, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 960.0, "end_time": 969.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 960.2950000000001, "cut_end_time": 969.4800625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm willing, but you must let me see the letter. I can't trust you not to hint or say too much.\u201d", "start_byte": 522062, "end_byte": 522159, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 969.52001953125, "end_time": 975.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 969.8250195312501, "cut_end_time": 975.0900820312501, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYou shall. I'll keep my promise in spite of everything, but it will be hard to see things going wrong when a word would set it right.\u201d", "start_byte": 522161, "end_byte": 522296, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 975.4400024414062, "end_time": 982.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 975.6250024414063, "cut_end_time": 982.0200024414063, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cYou know what will happen if you do,", "start_byte": 522298, "end_byte": 522335, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 982.47998046875, "end_time": 984.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 982.72498046875, "cut_end_time": 984.65004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"looked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cIf it is true about Maria, what shall we do?", "start_byte": 522544, "end_byte": 522589, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 997.0, "end_time": 1000.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 997.365, "cut_end_time": 1000.01, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cBear it; People always do bear things, somehow,", "start_byte": 522618, "end_byte": 522666, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1002.1199951171875, "end_time": 1005.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1002.2849951171876, "cut_end_time": 1005.2701201171875, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cBut if it is n't?", "start_byte": 522734, "end_byte": 522752, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1009.280029296875, "end_time": 1010.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1009.7150292968751, "cut_end_time": 1010.740091796875, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cThen I shall wait.", "start_byte": 522794, "end_byte": 522813, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1013.4400024414062, "end_time": 1014.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 1013.8150024414062, "cut_end_time": 1014.7700649414063, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cA. S.", "start_byte": 523486, "end_byte": 523492, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1057.280029296875, "end_time": 1057.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1057.3250292968748, "cut_end_time": 1057.900091796875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cFan don't need me, and Sydney don't care whether I come or not, so I 'll keep out of the way,", "start_byte": 524564, "end_byte": 524658, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1122.8800048828125, "end_time": 1128.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1122.9550048828123, "cut_end_time": 1128.2000673828124, "narrative_prediction": {"say": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cthe beautiful Miss Bailey,", "start_byte": 525322, "end_byte": 525349, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1172.199951171875, "end_time": 1174.0, "cut_start_time": 1172.2149511718749, "cut_end_time": 1173.820013671875, "narrative_prediction": {"sang": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201call that boy's mischief,", "start_byte": 525502, "end_byte": 525527, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1183.1199951171875, "end_time": 1184.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1183.2249951171875, "cut_end_time": 1184.6300576171875, "narrative_prediction": {"was": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cWe'll have it out of him when he comes home in the spring,", "start_byte": 525574, "end_byte": 525633, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1188.0799560546875, "end_time": 1191.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1188.3449560546874, "cut_end_time": 1191.0700185546875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cmen were the most uncommunicative and provoking animals under the sun.", "start_byte": 525720, "end_byte": 525791, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1196.0400390625, "end_time": 1200.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1196.0150390625, "cut_end_time": 1200.2100390624998, "narrative_prediction": {"agreed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cPrepare yourself somebody is engaged!", "start_byte": 526865, "end_byte": 526903, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1265.52001953125, "end_time": 1268.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1265.68501953125, "cut_end_time": 1268.1800820312499, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "solemn": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cNo, don't look like that, my poor dear; it is n't Tom, it's I!\u201d", "start_byte": 527001, "end_byte": 527065, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1274.800048828125, "end_time": 1279.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1274.965048828125, "cut_end_time": 1279.2401113281248, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "solemn": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\u201cOh, Polly, though I've waited and hoped so long I could n't believe it when it came, and don't deserve it; but I will! for the knowledge that he loves me seems to make everything possible,", "start_byte": 527234, "end_byte": 527423, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1290.4000244140625, "end_time": 1301.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1290.6950244140623, "cut_end_time": 1301.5300869140624, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cYou happy girl!", "start_byte": 527522, "end_byte": 527538, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1307.3599853515625, "end_time": 1308.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1307.5949853515624, "cut_end_time": 1308.7401103515624, "narrative_prediction": {"sighed": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI think you deserve all that's come to you, for you have truly tried to be worthy of it, and whether it ever came or not that would have been a thing to be proud of.\u201d", "start_byte": 527577, "end_byte": 527744, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1311.3199462890625, "end_time": 1320.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1311.4949462890625, "cut_end_time": 1320.2500712890624, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHe says that is what made him love me,", "start_byte": 527746, "end_byte": 527785, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1320.6400146484375, "end_time": 1323.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1321.1050146484374, "cut_end_time": 1323.1000146484373, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cHe was disappointed in me last year, he told me, but you said good things about me and though he did n't care much then, yet when he lost you, and came back to me, he found that you were not altogether mistaken, and he has watched me all this winter, learning to respect and love me better every day. Oh, Polly, when he said that, I could n't bear it, because in spite of all my trying, I'm still so weak and poor and silly.\u201d", "start_byte": 527934, "end_byte": 528360, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1332.52001953125, "end_time": 1357.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1332.8350195312498, "cut_end_time": 1357.37008203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cWe don't think so; and I know you'll be all he hopes to find you, for he's just the husband you ought to have.\u201d", "start_byte": 528362, "end_byte": 528474, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1357.800048828125, "end_time": 1364.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1358.155048828125, "cut_end_time": 1363.9601113281249, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cThank you all the more, then, for not keeping him yourself,", "start_byte": 528476, "end_byte": 528536, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1364.4000244140625, "end_time": 1367.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1364.7350244140623, "cut_end_time": 1367.6900869140625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "laughing": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}, "blithe": {"id": "1", "type": "adjective", "confidence": 8}}}, {"text": "\u201cThat was only a slight aberration of his; he knew better all the time. It was your white cloak and my idiotic behavior the night we went to the opera that put the idea into his head,", "start_byte": 528588, "end_byte": 528771, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1371.239990234375, "end_time": 1382.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1371.484990234375, "cut_end_time": 1382.120052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cI'm not going to tell Tom a word about it, but keep it for a surprise till he comes. He will be here next week, and then we'll have a grand clearing up of mysteries,", "start_byte": 528937, "end_byte": 529103, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1392.4000244140625, "end_time": 1401.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1392.8950244140624, "cut_end_time": 1401.4200244140625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cPerhaps,", "start_byte": 529167, "end_byte": 529176, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1405.760009765625, "end_time": 1406.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1405.885009765625, "cut_end_time": 1406.4900722656248, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\u201cwomen who dare", "start_byte": 529433, "end_byte": 529448, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1420.6800537109375, "end_time": 1421.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1420.6550537109374, "cut_end_time": 1421.7401162109375, "narrative_prediction": {"are": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\u201cstand and wait", "start_byte": 529473, "end_byte": 529488, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1423.3199462890625, "end_time": 1424.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 1423.2949462890624, "cut_end_time": 1424.2200087890624, "narrative_prediction": {}}], "narrations": [{"text": "Of course there was much lamentation among the women, but every one felt it was the best thing for him; so while they sighed they sewed, packed visions of a brilliant future away with his new pocket handkerchiefs, and rejoiced that the way was open before him even in the act of bedewing his boots with tears. Sydney stood by him to the last,", "start_byte": 507466, "end_byte": 507808, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 54.36000061035156, "end_time": 75.5199966430664, "cut_start_time": 54.545000610351565, "cut_end_time": 75.42000061035156}, {"text": " (which expression of Tom's gave Fanny infinite satisfaction), and Will felt entirely consoled for Ned's disappointment at his refusal to go and join him, since Tom was to take the place Ned had kept for him.", "start_byte": 507835, "end_byte": 508043, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 77.36000061035156, "end_time": 90.95999908447266, "cut_start_time": 77.57500061035155, "cut_end_time": 90.65000061035155}, {"text": "Fortunately every one was so busy with the necessary preparations that there was no time for romance of any sort, and the four young people worked together as soberly and sensibly as if all sorts of emotions were not bottled up in their respective hearts. But in spite of the silence, the work, and the hurry, I think they came to know one another better in that busy little space of time than in all the years that had gone before, for the best and bravest in each was up and stirring, and the small house was as full of the magnetism of love and friendship, self-sacrifice and enthusiasm, as the world outside was full of spring sunshine and enchantment. Pity that the end should come so soon, but the hour did its work and went its way, leaving a clearer atmosphere behind, though the young folks did not see it then, for their eyes were dim because of the partings that must be.", "start_byte": 508045, "end_byte": 508927, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 90.95999908447266, "end_time": 145.72000122070312, "cut_start_time": 91.29499908447265, "cut_end_time": 145.29012408447267}, {"text": "Tom was off to the West; Polly went home for the summer; Maud was taken to the seaside with Belle; and Fanny left alone to wrestle with housekeeping,", "start_byte": 508929, "end_byte": 509078, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 145.72000122070312, "end_time": 155.52000427246094, "cut_start_time": 145.96500122070313, "cut_end_time": 155.4100637207031}, {"text": " and heartache. If it had not been for two things, I fear she never would have stood a summer in town, but Sydney often called, till his vacation came, and a voluminous correspondence with Polly beguiled the long days. Tom wrote once a week to his mother, but the letters were short and not very satisfactory, for men never do tell the interesting little things that women best like to hear. Fanny forwarded her bits of news to Polly. Polly sent back all the extracts from Ned's letters concerning Tom, and by putting the two reports together, they gained the comfortable assurance that Tom was well, in good spirits, hard at work, and intent on coming out strong in spite of all obstacles.", "start_byte": 509086, "end_byte": 509776, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 155.9600067138672, "end_time": 199.83999633789062, "cut_start_time": 156.00500671386717, "cut_end_time": 199.0800067138672}, {"text": "Polly had a quiet summer at home, resting and getting ready in mind and body for another winter's work, for in the autumn she tried her plan again, to the satisfaction of her pupils and the great joy of her friends. She never said much of herself in her letters, and Fanny's first exclamation when they met again, was an anxious", "start_byte": 509778, "end_byte": 510106, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 199.83999633789062, "end_time": 220.47999572753906, "cut_start_time": 200.12499633789062, "cut_end_time": 219.9400588378906}, {"text": " answered Polly, bustling about to put away her things.", "start_byte": 510321, "end_byte": 510376, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 234.1199951171875, "end_time": 237.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 234.2549951171875, "cut_end_time": 237.1800576171875}, {"text": " persisted Fanny, troubled by the change, yet finding it hard to say wherein it lay.", "start_byte": 510464, "end_byte": 510548, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 242.24000549316406, "end_time": 247.72000122070312, "cut_start_time": 242.44500549316405, "cut_end_time": 247.44006799316406}, {"text": "Polly did not look sick, though her cheeks were thinner and her color paler than formerly, but she seemed spiritless, and there was a tired look in her eyes that went to Fanny's heart.", "start_byte": 510550, "end_byte": 510734, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 247.72000122070312, "end_time": 258.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 247.9850012207031, "cut_end_time": 257.7300012207031}, {"text": " asked Polly, beginning to brush her hair industriously.", "start_byte": 510874, "end_byte": 510930, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 266.6400146484375, "end_time": 270.0, "cut_start_time": 266.8250146484375, "cut_end_time": 269.54001464843753}, {"text": " said Fanny, looking as if a sudden fear had come over her.", "start_byte": 510963, "end_byte": 511022, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 271.7200012207031, "end_time": 275.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 271.69500122070315, "cut_end_time": 274.83000122070314}, {"text": " cried Polly, throwing back the brown veil behind which she had half hidden her face at first.", "start_byte": 511098, "end_byte": 511192, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 280.5199890136719, "end_time": 286.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 280.8749890136719, "cut_end_time": 285.8101140136719}, {"text": " demanded Polly, almost angrily.", "start_byte": 511298, "end_byte": 511330, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 293.5199890136719, "end_time": 295.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 293.5349890136719, "cut_end_time": 295.5801140136719}, {"text": "Fanny's face was full of agitation, and she spoke fast and frankly, for she was trying to be generous and found it very hard. Polly understood now and put her fear at rest by saying almost passionately,", "start_byte": 511626, "end_byte": 511828, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 313.44000244140625, "end_time": 326.0, "cut_start_time": 313.7650024414063, "cut_end_time": 325.98000244140627}, {"text": "The last three words were added in a different tone, for Polly had checked herself there with a half-frightened look and turned away to hide her face behind her hair again.", "start_byte": 511946, "end_byte": 512118, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 332.6400146484375, "end_time": 342.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 332.9950146484375, "cut_end_time": 342.42007714843754}, {"text": " said Fanny, unable to rest till everything was told, for Polly's manner troubled her.", "start_byte": 512247, "end_byte": 512333, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 349.9200134277344, "end_time": 355.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 349.8950134277344, "cut_end_time": 355.1700759277344}, {"text": "There was no answer to her question, but she was satisfied and putting her arm round her friend, she said, in her most persuasive tone,", "start_byte": 512335, "end_byte": 512470, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 355.6000061035156, "end_time": 364.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 356.1050061035156, "cut_end_time": 363.71006860351565}, {"text": " cried Fan, anxiously, still holding Polly, who kept her head obstinately turned.", "start_byte": 512642, "end_byte": 512723, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 375.6000061035156, "end_time": 381.0, "cut_start_time": 375.59500610351563, "cut_end_time": 380.69000610351566}, {"text": " and Polly drew herself away, as she spoke in a desperate sort of tone.", "start_byte": 512874, "end_byte": 512945, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 391.79998779296875, "end_time": 396.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 392.22498779296876, "cut_end_time": 395.93005029296876}, {"text": " cried Polly, with the heartiest satisfaction in her voice.", "start_byte": 513401, "end_byte": 513460, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 424.6000061035156, "end_time": 428.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 424.92500610351567, "cut_end_time": 428.22006860351564}, {"text": " she added, sitting down on the couch with the air of one who has escaped a great peril.", "start_byte": 513497, "end_byte": 513585, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 430.55999755859375, "end_time": 435.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 430.6549975585938, "cut_end_time": 435.40012255859375}, {"text": " said Fanny, getting out a bundle of papers from the inmost recesses of her desk.", "start_byte": 513693, "end_byte": 513774, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 441.3599853515625, "end_time": 446.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 441.6149853515625, "cut_end_time": 446.1200478515625}, {"text": "Fan tossed her the photograph, and went on rummaging for a certain note. She did not see Polly catch up the picture and look at it with hungry eyes, but she did hear something in the low tone in which Polly said,", "start_byte": 513997, "end_byte": 514209, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 460.7200012207031, "end_time": 473.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 460.92500122070317, "cut_end_time": 472.93000122070316}, {"text": " and glancing over her shoulder, Fan's quick eye caught a glimpse of the truth, though Polly was half turned away from her. Without stopping to think, Fan dropped her letters, took Polly by the shoulders, and cried in a tone full of astonishment,", "start_byte": 514236, "end_byte": 514482, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 475.1600036621094, "end_time": 489.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 475.41500366210937, "cut_end_time": 488.9500036621094}, {"text": "Poor Polly was so taken by surprise, that she had not a word to say. None were needed; her telltale face answered for her, as well as the impulse which made her hide her head in the sofa cushion, like a foolish ostrich when the hunters are after it.", "start_byte": 514504, "end_byte": 514753, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 491.3999938964844, "end_time": 508.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 491.8549938964844, "cut_end_time": 507.7000563964844}, {"text": " said a stifled voice from the depths of the very fuzzy cushion which Tom had once condemned.", "start_byte": 514986, "end_byte": 515079, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 523.52001953125, "end_time": 529.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 523.79501953125, "cut_end_time": 529.06008203125}, {"text": "The last words, and the appealing hand outstretched to her, told Fanny the secret of her friend's tender sympathy for her own love troubles, and seemed so pathetic, that she took Polly in her arms, and cried over her, in the fond, foolish way girls have of doing when their hearts are full, and tears can say more than tongues. 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So presently the girls were hard at it, Polly very humble and downcast, Fanny excited and overflowing with curiosity and delight.", "start_byte": 515489, "end_byte": 515667, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 555.52001953125, "end_time": 567.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 555.78501953125, "cut_end_time": 566.60001953125}, {"text": " she cried.", "start_byte": 515731, "end_byte": 515742, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 571.5999755859375, "end_time": 572.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 571.7649755859376, "cut_end_time": 572.6101005859375}, {"text": " answered Polly in a tone of calm despair.", "start_byte": 515763, "end_byte": 515805, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 574.2000122070312, "end_time": 577.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 574.4050122070313, "cut_end_time": 576.7200747070312}, {"text": " was the tragic reply.", "start_byte": 515847, "end_byte": 515869, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 580.4400024414062, "end_time": 582.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 580.4150024414063, "cut_end_time": 582.4300024414063}, {"text": "Fanny reconnoitered, and returning, listened breathlessly, while Polly poured into her ear the bitter secret which was preying on her soul.", "start_byte": 516022, "end_byte": 516161, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 593.8400268554688, "end_time": 602.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 594.1350268554688, "cut_end_time": 602.3000268554688}, {"text": "Two great tears rolled down Polly's cheeks, and Fanny wiped them away, feeling an intense desire to go West by the next train, wither Maria Bailey with a single look, and bring Tom back as a gift to Polly.", "start_byte": 516916, "end_byte": 517121, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 652.4000244140625, "end_time": 665.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 652.6650244140625, "cut_end_time": 665.6500869140625}, {"text": " sighed Polly.", "start_byte": 517590, "end_byte": 517604, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 694.4000244140625, "end_time": 695.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 694.4050244140625, "cut_end_time": 695.7700869140625}, {"text": "Polly clutched Fan at that, and held her tight, saying sternly,", "start_byte": 517668, "end_byte": 517731, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 699.8400268554688, "end_time": 704.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 700.1850268554688, "cut_end_time": 703.8800893554687}, {"text": " Polly got no further, for Fan's hand was on her mouth, and Fan's alarmed voice vehemently protested,", "start_byte": 517925, "end_byte": 518026, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 717.280029296875, "end_time": 724.0, "cut_start_time": 717.485029296875, "cut_end_time": 723.5900292968751}, {"text": "If Tom could only have seen Polly's face when she said that! 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If Fanny wanted to show him what she could do toward making a pleasant home, she certainly succeeded better than she suspected, for in spite of many failures and discouragements behind the scenes, the little house became a most attractive place, to Mr. Sydney at least, for he was more the house-friend than ever, and seemed determined to prove that change of fortune made no difference to him.", "start_byte": 523493, "end_byte": 523949, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1057.800048828125, "end_time": 1085.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1057.775048828125, "cut_end_time": 1084.900111328125}, {"text": "Fanny had been afraid that Polly's return might endanger her hopes, but Sydney met Polly with the old friendliness, and very soon convinced her that the nipping in the bud process had been effectual, for being taken early, the sprouting affection had died easy, and left room for an older friendship to blossom into a happier love.", "start_byte": 523951, "end_byte": 524282, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1085.6400146484375, "end_time": 1105.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1085.8550146484374, "cut_end_time": 1105.0300771484374}, {"text": "Fanny seemed glad of this, and Polly soon set her heart at rest by proving that she had no wish to try her power. 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test/2447/2033/thousand_nights_vol02_16_burton_64kb.json

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If he consent, 'tis well; but if he refuse, ye shall on no wise come to him, for I and my handmaids and whosoever is in the convent will be his ransom.", "start_byte": 223134, "end_byte": 223374, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 68.76000213623047, "end_time": 88.76000213623047, "cut_start_time": 69.22500213623046, "cut_end_time": 87.64006463623046, "narrative_prediction": {"Quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"How came I to adventure and play with my life by coming to the country of the Greeks?", "start_byte": 223665, "end_byte": 223751, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 113.12000274658203, "end_time": 119.76000213623047, "cut_start_time": 113.46500274658203, "cut_end_time": 119.07006524658203, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Indeed their onset, one after one, would be overburdensome to them. Will they not come out against me, ten by ten?", "start_byte": 223807, "end_byte": 223922, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 124.4000015258789, "end_time": 134.63999938964844, "cut_start_time": 124.7950015258789, "cut_end_time": 133.7900015258789, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"That would be villeiny,", "start_byte": 223924, "end_byte": 223948, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 134.63999938964844, "end_time": 136.72000122070312, "cut_start_time": 135.34499938964842, "cut_end_time": 136.53012438964842, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Let one have at one.", "start_byte": 223960, "end_byte": 223981, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 137.75999450683594, "end_time": 140.60000610351562, "cut_start_time": 137.93499450683592, "cut_end_time": 139.38011950683594, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "3", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Take wreak for your chief!", "start_byte": 224550, "end_byte": 224577, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 184.47999572753906, "end_time": 187.36000061035156, "cut_start_time": 184.66499572753906, "cut_end_time": 186.36012072753905, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O ye servants of the Messiah, avenge your comrade!", "start_byte": 224812, "end_byte": 224863, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 207.0800018310547, "end_time": 211.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 207.27500183105468, "cut_end_time": 210.97000183105467, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"None but the gate-keepers;", "start_byte": 225479, "end_byte": 225506, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 264.20001220703125, "end_time": 266.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 264.3950122070313, "cut_end_time": 266.45007470703126, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Now by the truth of the Messiah, I will not be a niggard of myself for my guest; nor will I abandon him though for this I abide a reproach and a by-word in the land of the Greeks.", "start_byte": 225961, "end_byte": 226141, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 303.239990234375, "end_time": 318.4800109863281, "cut_start_time": 303.614990234375, "cut_end_time": 317.92011523437503, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah bless thee, O Sharrkan! The Cavaliers may well glory in the like of thee.", "start_byte": 226341, "end_byte": 226421, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 334.0400085449219, "end_time": 341.20001220703125, "cut_start_time": 334.2250085449219, "cut_end_time": 340.4400710449219, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"How oft in the mellay I've cleft the array, * And given their bravest to lions a prey: Ask of me and of them when I proved me prow * O'er creation, on days of the foray and fray: When I left in the onslaught their lions to lie * On the sands of the low-lands[FN#203] in fieriest day.\"", "start_byte": 226521, "end_byte": 226806, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 348.9599914550781, "end_time": 372.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 349.47499145507817, "cut_end_time": 371.33011645507816, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"O lady mine, wherefore didst thou don that coat of mail and bare thy brand?", "start_byte": 226942, "end_byte": 227018, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 383.44000244140625, "end_time": 390.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 383.6550024414063, "cut_end_time": 389.6500024414063, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"To guard thee against these caitiffs,\"[FN#20", "start_byte": 227020, "end_byte": 227065, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 390.3599853515625, "end_time": 393.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 390.8449853515625, "cut_end_time": 393.1300478515625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O Princess, it is not our custom to ask leave of thee for the King's messengers, and especially for the chief of his Knights.", "start_byte": 227232, "end_byte": 227358, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 406.0, "end_time": 415.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 406.19500000000005, "cut_end_time": 414.83000000000004, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I think ye were minded only to disgrace me and murder my guest;", "start_byte": 227371, "end_byte": 227435, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 416.79998779296875, "end_time": 422.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 417.3149877929688, "cut_end_time": 421.9101127929688, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Of a truth, they deserved even more than that!", "start_byte": 227527, "end_byte": 227574, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 430.1600036621094, "end_time": 434.20001220703125, "cut_start_time": 430.3450036621094, "cut_end_time": 433.3600661621094, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"Now that there hath become manifest to thee what was concealed, thou shalt be made acquainted with my history. Know, then, that I am the daughter of King Hardub of Roum; my name is Abrizah and the ancient dame, yclept Zat al-Dawahi, is my grandmother by the sword side. She it certainly is who told my father of thee, and as surely she will compass a sleight to slay me, more by token as thou hast slain my father's chivalry and it is noised abroad that I have separated myself from the Nazarenes and have become no better than I should be with the Moslems. Wherefore it were wiser that I leave this dwelling while Zat al-Dawahi is on my track; but I require of thee the like kindness and courtesy I have shown thee, for enmity will presently befal between me and my father on thine account. So do not thou neglect to do aught that I shall say to thee, remembering all this betided me not save by reason of thee.", "start_byte": 227619, "end_byte": 228532, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 438.0799865722656, "end_time": 515.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 438.05498657226565, "cut_end_time": 513.9800490722656, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"By Allah, none shall come at thee, while life is in my bosom! But hast thou patience to bear parting from thy parents and thy people?", "start_byte": 228651, "end_byte": 228785, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 526.5599975585938, "end_time": 537.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 526.8649975585938, "cut_end_time": 536.7501225585938, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Even so,", "start_byte": 228787, "end_byte": 228796, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 537.4400024414062, "end_time": 538.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 537.6550024414063, "cut_end_time": 538.4800649414062, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Now is my heart at ease; but there remaineth one other condition for thee.", "start_byte": 228887, "end_byte": 228962, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 547.1599731445312, "end_time": 552.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 547.6149731445313, "cut_end_time": 552.2500981445313, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"What is it?", "start_byte": 228964, "end_byte": 228976, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 552.8800048828125, "end_time": 554.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 553.1850048828126, "cut_end_time": 554.1000048828125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"It is that thou return with thy host to thine own country.", "start_byte": 229005, "end_byte": 229064, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 556.719970703125, "end_time": 561.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 556.994970703125, "cut_end_time": 561.000033203125, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O lady mine, my father, King Omar bin al- Nu'uman, sent me to wage war upon thy sire, on account of the treasure he plundered from the King of Constantinople, and amongst the rest three great jewels, noted givers of good fortune.", "start_byte": 229076, "end_byte": 229306, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 563.1199951171875, "end_time": 581.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 563.4249951171876, "cut_end_time": 581.0600576171876, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Cheer thy heart and clear thine eyes: I will tell thee the whole of the tale and the cause of our feud with the King of Constantinople. Know that we have a yearly festival, hight the Convent-Feast, whereat Kings from all quarters and the noblest women are wont to congregate; thither also come merchants and traders with their wives and families, and the visitors abide there seven days. I was wont to be one of them; but, when there befel enmity between us, my father forbade me to be present at the festival for the space of seven years. One year, it chanced that amongst the daughters of the great who resorted to the patron, as was their custom, came a daughter of the King of Constantinople, a beautiful girl called Sophia. They tarried at the monastery six days and on the seventh the folk went their ways;[FN#205] but Sophia said, 'I will not return to Constantinople save by water.' So they equipped for her a ship in which she embarked with her suite; and making sail they put out to sea; but as they were voyaging behold, a contrary wind caught them; and drove the vessel from her course till, as Fate and Fortune would have it, she fell in with a Nazarene craft from the Camphor Island[FN#206] carrying a crew of five hundred armed Franks, who had been cruising about a long time. When they sighted the sails of the ship, wherein Sophia and her women were, they gave chase in all haste and in less than an hour they came up with her, then they laid the grappling-irons aboard her and captured her. Then taking her in tow they made all sail for their own island and were but a little distant from it when the wind veered round and, splitting their sails, drove them on to a shoal which lies off our coast. Thereupon we sallied forth and, looking on them as spoil driven to us by Fate,[FN#207] boarded and took them; and, slaying the men, made prize of the wreck, wherein we found the treasures and rarities in question and forty maidens, amongst whom was the King's daughter, Sophia. After the capture we carried the Princess and her women to my father, not knowing her to be a daughter of King Afridun of Constantinople; and he chose out for himself ten including her; and divided the rest among his dependants. Presently he set apart five damsels, amongst whom was the King s daughter, and sent them to thy father, King Omar bin al-Nu'uman, together with other gifts, such as broadcloth[FN#208] and woollen stuffs and Grecian silks. Thy father accepted them; and chose out from amongst the five girls Sophia, daughter of King Afridun; nor did we hear more of her till the beginning of this year, when her father wrote to my father in words unfitting for me to repeat, rebuking him with menaces and saying to him: Two years ago, you plundered a ship of ours which had been seized by a band of Frankish pirates in which was my daughter, Sophia, attended by her maidens numbering some threescore. Yet ye informed me not thereof by messenger or otherwise; nor could I make the matter public, lest reproach befal me amongst the Kings, by reason of my daughter's honour. So I concealed my case till this year, when I wrote to certain Frankish corsairs and sought news of my daughter from the Kings of the Isles. They replied, 'By Allah we carried her not forth of thy realm; but we have heard that King Hardub rescued her from certain pirates. And they told me the whole tale.' Then he added in the writing which he writ to my father: 'Except you wish to be at feud with me and design to disgrace me and dishonour my daughter, you will, the instant my letter reacheth you, send my daughter back to me. But if you slight my letter and disobey my commandment, I will assuredly make you full return for your foul dealing and the baseness of your practices.'[FN#209] When my father read this letter and understood the contents,[FN#210] it vexed him and he regretted not having known that Sophia, King Afridun's daughter, was among the captured damsels, that he might have sent her back to her sire; and he was perplexed about the case because, after so long a time, he could not send to King Omar bin al-Nu'uman and demand her back from him, especially as he had lately heard that Heaven had granted him boon of babe by this Sophia. So when we pondered that truth, we knew that this letter was none other than a grievous calamity; and my father found nothing for it but to write an answer to King Afridun, making his excuses and swearing to him by strong oaths that he knew not his daughter to be among the bevy of damsels in the ship and setting forth how he had sent her to King Omar bin al Nu'uman, who had gotten the blessing of issue by her. When my father's reply reached King Afridun he rose up and sat down,[FN#211] and roared and foamed at the mouth crying: \u2014 'What! shall he take captive my daughter and even her with slave-girls and pass her on from hand to hand sending her for a gift to Kings, and they lie with her without marriage-contract? By the Messiah and the true Faith,' said he, 'I will not desist till I have taken my blood-vengeance for this and have wiped out my shame; and indeed I will do a deed which the chroniclers shall chronicle after me!' So he bided his time till he devised a device and laid notable toils and snares, when he sent an embassy to thy father, King Omar, to tell him that which thou hast heard: accordingly thy father equipped thee and an army with thee and sent thee to King Afridun, whose object is to seize thee and thine army to boot. As for the three jewels whereof he told thy father when asking his aid, there was not one soothfast word in that matter, for they were with Sophia, his daughter; and my father took them from her, when he got possession of her and of her maidens, and gave them to me in free gift, and they are now with me. So go thou to thy host and turn them back ere they be led deep into, and shut in by, the land of the Franks and the country of the Greeks; for as soon as you have come far enough into their interior, they will stop the roads upon you and there will be no escape for you till the Day of retribution and retaliation. I know that thy troops are still halting where thou leftest them, because thou didst order a three days' rest; withal they have missed thee all this time and they wot not what to do.", "start_byte": 229319, "end_byte": 235612, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 583.9199829101562, "end_time": 1104.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 584.1849829101562, "cut_end_time": 1102.0800454101563, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Praise be to Allah who hath bestowed thee on me and appointed thee to be the cause of my salvation and the salvation of whoso is with me! But 'tis grievous to me to part from thee and I know not what will become of thee after my departure.", "start_byte": 235727, "end_byte": 235967, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1114.239990234375, "end_time": 1134.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1114.5849902343748, "cut_end_time": 1133.250052734375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Go now to thine army,", "start_byte": 235969, "end_byte": 235991, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1134.719970703125, "end_time": 1136.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1135.114970703125, "cut_end_time": 1136.730095703125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"and turn them back, while ye are yet near your own country. If the envoys be still with them, lay hands on them; and keep them, that the case may be made manifest to you; and, after three days, I will be with you all and we will enter Baghdad together.", "start_byte": 236006, "end_byte": 236259, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1137.9200439453125, "end_time": 1160.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1138.2750439453125, "cut_end_time": 1158.8001064453124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Forget not the compact which is between me and thee;", "start_byte": 236294, "end_byte": 236347, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1163.5999755859375, "end_time": 1168.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1163.8649755859374, "cut_end_time": 1167.4501005859374, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I bade adieu, my right hand wiped my tears away, * The while my left hand held her in a close embrace: 'Fearest thou naught,' quoth she, 'of shame?' I answered 'Nay, * The lover's parting day is lover's worst disgrace.'\"", "start_byte": 236559, "end_byte": 236780, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1186.6400146484375, "end_time": 1208.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1187.0350146484375, "cut_end_time": 1207.0500771484374, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Let us at once leave these lands; for the envoys who came with us are gone to inform the King of our approach, and haply he will hasten to fall on us and take us prisoners.", "start_byte": 237549, "end_byte": 237722, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1269.47998046875, "end_time": 1282.43994140625, "cut_start_time": 1269.85498046875, "cut_end_time": 1281.8700429687499, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"March! March!", "start_byte": 238163, "end_byte": 238177, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1315.9200439453125, "end_time": 1318.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1315.9850439453123, "cut_end_time": 1317.8600439453123, "narrative_prediction": {"raised": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"To horse!", "start_byte": 238977, "end_byte": 238987, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1380.0, "end_time": 1381.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1380.125, "cut_end_time": 1380.86, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"By the virtue of John and Mary, we have won to our wish! We have been following you by forced marches, night and day, till we forewent you to this place. So dismount and lay down your arms and yield yourselves, that we may grant you your lives.", "start_byte": 239423, "end_byte": 239668, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1414.8800048828125, "end_time": 1434.1600341796875, "cut_start_time": 1415.1750048828123, "cut_end_time": 1433.1700673828125, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"When the morn shall morrow, we will draw out and defy them, for we are an hundred to their hundred; and we will seek aid against them from the Lord of the Heavens.", "start_byte": 241370, "end_byte": 241534, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1580.800048828125, "end_time": 1594.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1581.155048828125, "cut_end_time": 1593.780048828125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "4", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Verily this day we did not win our will of these;", "start_byte": 241635, "end_byte": 241685, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1602.9200439453125, "end_time": 1607.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1603.1950439453124, "cut_end_time": 1606.9201064453125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"At early dawn when the morrow shall morn, we will draw out and challenge them, one after one.", "start_byte": 241703, "end_byte": 241797, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1609.199951171875, "end_time": 1617.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1609.574951171875, "cut_end_time": 1616.6500136718748, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Our foes have determined like ourselves to do their devoir; so up and at them; and lay on load.", "start_byte": 242082, "end_byte": 242178, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1642.0400390625, "end_time": 1650.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1642.1950390625, "cut_end_time": 1650.0800390625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Let there be no general engagement betwixt us this day, save by the duello, a champion of yours against a champion of ours.", "start_byte": 242243, "end_byte": 242367, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1656.5999755859375, "end_time": 1666.8399658203125, "cut_start_time": 1656.8749755859374, "cut_end_time": 1665.9800380859374, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "out": {"id": "0", "type": "adverb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"Ho! who is for smiting? Let no dastard engage me this day nor nidering!", "start_byte": 242470, "end_byte": 242542, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1675.47998046875, "end_time": 1683.0799560546875, "cut_start_time": 1675.61498046875, "cut_end_time": 1681.99004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"crying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"What is this thing that hath befallen us? To- morrow, I myself will go forth to the field and offer singular combat to their chief and learn what is the cause of his entering our land and warn him against doing battle with our band. If he persist, we will punish him with death, and if he prove peaceable we will make peace with him.", "start_byte": 243776, "end_byte": 244110, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1785.280029296875, "end_time": 1813.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1785.5350292968749, "cut_end_time": 1812.020029296875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Ho, Sharrkan! Ho, son of Omar bin al- Nu'uman! Ho, thou who forcest fortalice and overthrowest cities and countries! up and out to battle-bout, and blade single-handed wield with one who halves with thee the field! Thou art Prince of thy people and I am Prince of mine; and whoso overcometh his adversary, him let the other's men obey and come under his sway.", "start_byte": 244893, "end_byte": 245253, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1879.760009765625, "end_time": 1911.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1879.935009765625, "cut_end_time": 1910.6500722656249, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Never looked I on the like of this cavalier: he hath one quality I have not yet seen in any and this it is that, when his foemen uncovereth a place for the death-blow, he reverseth his weapon and smiteth with the lance-heel! In very deed I know not what will be the issue 'twixt him and me; but 'tis my wish that we had in our host his like and the like of his men.", "start_byte": 245886, "end_byte": 246252, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1963.8800048828125, "end_time": 1995.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1964.3650048828124, "cut_end_time": 1994.7900673828124, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"To-morrow shall decide the matter!", "start_byte": 246830, "end_byte": 246865, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2043.9599609375, "end_time": 2047.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 2044.3849609375, "cut_end_time": 2046.2000234375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O Sharrkan, champions are not wont to do thus! This is the act of a man accustomed to be beaten by a woman.\"[FN#21", "start_byte": 247353, "end_byte": 247468, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2085.1201171875, "end_time": 2095.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 2085.3451171875, "cut_end_time": 2093.6501171874997, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I desired to prove thy prowess afield and test thy doughtiness in tilting and jousting. These that are with me are my handmaids, and they are all clean maids; yet they have vanquished thy horsemen in fair press and stress of plain; and had not my steed stumbled with me, thou shouldst have seen my might and prowess in combat.", "start_byte": 247807, "end_byte": 248134, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2123.0400390625, "end_time": 2150.639892578125, "cut_start_time": 2123.4650390624997, "cut_end_time": 2149.6499765625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Praise be to Allah for safety and for my reunion with thee, O Queen of the age!", "start_byte": 248176, "end_byte": 248256, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2154.0, "end_time": 2160.320068359375, "cut_start_time": 2154.375, "cut_end_time": 2159.940125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"It is the like of you that Kings keep in store for the need-hour.", "start_byte": 248448, "end_byte": 248514, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 2175.52001953125, "end_time": 2181.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 2175.87501953125, "cut_end_time": 2180.76001953125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}], "narrations": [{"text": " Quoth Masurah, the Knight,", "start_byte": 222995, "end_byte": 223022, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 55.20000076293945, "end_time": 57.959999084472656, "cut_start_time": 55.845000762939456, "cut_end_time": 57.470000762939456}, {"text": " Quoth she,", "start_byte": 223122, "end_byte": 223133, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 66.76000213623047, "end_time": 68.76000213623047, "cut_start_time": 67.30500213623046, "cut_end_time": 68.15006463623047}, {"text": " So she went to Sharrkan and told him the news, whereat he smiled and knew that she had not informed any of the Emirs; but that tidings of him had been bruited and blazed abroad, till the report reached the King, against her wish and intent. 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Sharrkan met him like a lion and delivered a shoulder-cut[FN#200] which clove him to the middle, and the blade came out gleaming and glittering from his back and bowels. When the lady beheld that swashing-blow, Sharrkan's might was magnified in her sight and she knew that when she overthrew him in the wrestle it was not by her strength but by her beauty and loveliness. So she turned to the Knights and said,", "start_byte": 223982, "end_byte": 224549, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 140.60000610351562, "end_time": 184.47999572753906, "cut_start_time": 141.15500610351563, "cut_end_time": 184.0500061035156}, {"text": " Thereupon out came the slain man's brother, a fierce and furious Knight, and rushed upon Sharrkan, who delayed not, but smote him also with the shoulder-cut and the sword came out glittering from his vitals. 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He did so and she cried to the rest of her servants,", "start_byte": 227436, "end_byte": 227526, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 422.44000244140625, "end_time": 430.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 422.87500244140625, "cut_end_time": 429.87006494140627}, {"text": " Then turning to Sharrkan, she said to him,", "start_byte": 227575, "end_byte": 227618, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 434.20001220703125, "end_time": 438.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 434.8450122070313, "cut_end_time": 438.18001220703127}, {"text": " Hearing her words, Sharrkan joyed greatly; his breast broadened and his wits flew from him for delight, and he said,", "start_byte": 228533, "end_byte": 228650, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 515.47998046875, "end_time": 526.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 515.99498046875, "cut_end_time": 526.34004296875}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 228786, "end_byte": 228786, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 537.4400024414062, "end_time": 537.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 537.4150024414063, "cut_end_time": 537.5400649414063}, {"text": " she answered; and Sharrkan swore to her and the two plighted their troth. 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They brought his steed, so he mounted and rode down-stream to the drawbridge which he crossed and presently threaded the woodland paths and passed into the open meadow. As soon as he was clear of the trees he was aware of horsemen which made him stand on the alert, and he bared his brand and rode cautiously; but as they drew near and exchanged curious looks he recognized them; and behold, it was the Wazir Dandan and two of his Emirs. When they saw him and knew him, they dismounted and saluting him, asked the reason of his absence; whereupon he told them all that had passed between him and Princess Abrizah from first to last. The Wazir returned thanks to Almighty Allah for his safety and said,[FN#213]", "start_byte": 236782, "end_byte": 237548, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1208.760009765625, "end_time": 1269.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1209.6050097656248, "cut_end_time": 1268.9300097656248}, {"text": " So Sharrkan cried to his men to saddle and mount, which they did and, setting out at once, they stinted not faring till they reached the sole of the valley wherein the host lay. The Ambassadors meanwhile had reported Sharrkan's approach to their King, who forthright equipped a host to lay hold of him and those with him. But Sharrkan, escorted by the Wazir Dandan and the two Emirs, had no sooner sighted the army, than he raised the cry", "start_byte": 237723, "end_byte": 238162, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1282.43994140625, "end_time": 1315.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1282.79494140625, "cut_end_time": 1315.6000664062499}, {"text": " They took horse on the instant and fared through the first day and second and third day, nor did they cease faring for five days; at the end of which time they alighted in a well-wooded valley, where they rested awhile. Then they again set out and stayed not riding for five and twenty days which placed them on the frontiers of their own country. Here, deeming themselves safe, they halted to rest; and the country people came out to them with guest-gifts for the men and provender and forage for the beasts. They tarried there two days after which, as all would be making for their homes, Sharrkan put the Wazir Dandan in command, bidding him lead the host back to Baghdad. But he himself remained behind with an hundred riders, till the rest of the army had made one day's march: then he called", "start_byte": 238178, "end_byte": 238976, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1318.3199462890625, "end_time": 1380.0, "cut_start_time": 1319.0449462890624, "cut_end_time": 1379.8700087890625}, {"text": " and mounted with his hundred men. They rode on two parasangs'[FN#214] space till they arrived at a gorge between two mountains and lo! there arose before them a dark cloud of sand and dust. So they checked their steeds awhile till the dust opened and lifted, discovering beneath it an hundred cavaliers, lion-faced and in mail-coats cased. As soon as they drew within earshot of Sharrkan and his meiny they cried out to them, saying,", "start_byte": 238988, "end_byte": 239422, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1381.0799560546875, "end_time": 1414.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1381.4649560546875, "cut_end_time": 1414.7300810546874}, {"text": " When Sharrkan heard this, his eyes stood out from his head and his cheeks flushed red and he said 'How is it, O Nazarene dogs, ye dare enter our country and overmarch our land? And doth not this suffice you, but ye must adventure yourselves and address us in such unseemly speech? Do you think to escape out of our hands and return to your country?\" Then he shouted to his hundred horsemen, \"Up and at these hounds, for they even you in number!\" So saying, he bared his sabre and bore down on them, he and his, but the Franks met them with hearts firmer than rocks, and wight dashed against wight, and knight dashed upon knight, and hot waxed the fight, and sore was the affright, and nor parley nor cries of quarter helped their plight; and they stinted not to charge and to smite, right hand meeting right, nor to hack and hew with blades bright-white, till day turned to night and gloom oppressed the sight. Then they drew apart and Sharrkan mustered his men and found none wounded save four only, who showed hurts but not death-hurts. Said he to them, \"By Allah, my life long have I waded in the clashing sea of fight and I have met many a gallant sprite, but none so unfrightened of the sword that smites and the shock of men that affrights like these valiant Knights!\" \"Know, O King,\" said they, that there is among them a Frankish cavalier who is their leader and, indeed, he is a man of valour and fatal is his spear-thrust: but, by Allah, he spares us great and small; for whoso falls into his hands he lets him go and forbears to slay him. By Allah, had he willed he had killed us all.\" Sharrkan was astounded when he heard what the Knight had done and such high report of him, so he said,", "start_byte": 239669, "end_byte": 241369, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1434.1600341796875, "end_time": 1580.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1434.6550341796874, "cut_end_time": 1580.3800966796873}, {"text": " So they rested that night in such intent; whilst the Franks gathered round their Captain and said,", "start_byte": 241535, "end_byte": 241634, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1594.8399658203125, "end_time": 1602.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1595.4749658203125, "cut_end_time": 1602.3700908203125}, {"text": " and he replied,", "start_byte": 241686, "end_byte": 241702, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1607.4000244140625, "end_time": 1609.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1607.7650244140625, "cut_end_time": 1608.8000244140624}, {"text": " They also rested in that mind, and both camps kept guard until Almighty Allah sent the light of day-dawn. Thereupon King Sharrkan and his hundred riders took horse and rode forth to the plain, where they found the Franks ranged in line of battle; and Sharrkan said to his followers,", "start_byte": 241798, "end_byte": 242081, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1617.719970703125, "end_time": 1642.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 1618.134970703125, "cut_end_time": 1641.620095703125}, {"text": " Then came forth an Herald of the Franks and cried out, saying,", "start_byte": 242179, "end_byte": 242242, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1650.8399658203125, "end_time": 1656.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1651.3449658203124, "cut_end_time": 1655.9900283203124}, {"text": " Whereupon one of Sharrkan's riders dashed out from the ranks and drave between the two lines crying,", "start_byte": 242368, "end_byte": 242469, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1666.8399658203125, "end_time": 1675.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1667.2249658203125, "cut_end_time": 1674.8500283203125}, {"text": " Hardly had he made an end of his vaunt, when there sallied forth to him a Frankish cavalier, armed cap-\u00e0-pie and clad in a surcoat of gold stuff, riding on a grey-white steed,[FN#215] and he had no hair on his cheeks. He urged his charger on to the midst of the battle-plain and the two fell to derring-do of cut and thrust, but it was not long before the Frank foined the Moslem with the lance-point; and, toppling him from his steed, took him prisoner and led him off crestfallen. His folk rejoiced in their comrade and, forbidding him to go out again to the field, sent forth another, to whom sallied out another Moslem, brother to the captive, and offered him battle. The two fell to, either against other, and fought for a little while, till the Frank bore down upon the Moslem and, falsing him with a feint, tumbled him by a thrust of the lance-heel from his destrier and took him prisoner. After this fashion the Moslems ceased not dashing forwards, one after one, and the Franks to unhorse them; and take them captive, till day departed and the night with darkness upstarted. Now they had captured of the Moslems twenty cavaliers, and when Sharrkan saw this, it was grievous to him and he mustered his men and said to them,", "start_byte": 242543, "end_byte": 243775, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1683.0799560546875, "end_time": 1785.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 1683.6549560546873, "cut_end_time": 1784.6900810546874}, {"text": " They righted on this wise till Allah Almighty caused the morn to dawn, when mounted the twain and drew up for battle fain; and Sharrkan was going forth to the plain, but behold, more than one half of the Franks dismounted and remained on foot before one of them who was mounted, till they reached the midst of the battle-plain. Sharrkan looked at that horseman and lo! he was their chief. He was clad in a surcoat of blue satin and a close-ringed mail shirt; his face was as the moon when it rises and no hair was upon his cheeks. He hent in hand an Indian scymitar and he rode a sable steed with a white blaze on brow, like a dirham; and he smote the horse with heel till he stood almost in the midst of the field when, signing to the Moslems, he cried out in fluent Arab speech,", "start_byte": 244111, "end_byte": 244892, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1813.5999755859375, "end_time": 1879.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1814.1549755859373, "cut_end_time": 1879.1601005859375}, {"text": " Hardly had he ended his speech, when out came Sharrkan with a heart full of fury, and urging his steed into the midst of the field, closed like a raging lion with the Frank who encountered him with wariness and steadfastness and met him with the meeting of warriors. Then they fell to foining and hewing, and they stinted not of onset and offset, and give and take, as they were two mountains clashing together or two seas together dashing; nor did they cease fighting until day darkened and night starkened. Then they drew apart and each returned to his own party; but as soon as Sharrkan foregathered with his comrades, he said,", "start_byte": 245254, "end_byte": 245885, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1911.760009765625, "end_time": 1963.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1912.3050097656248, "cut_end_time": 1962.850072265625}, {"text": " Then he went to his rest for the night and, when morning dawned, the Frank came forth and rode down to the mid-field, where Sharrkan met him; and they fell to fighting and to wheeling, left and right; and necks were stretched out to see the sight, nor did they stint from strife and sword-play and lunge of lance with main and might, till the day turned to night and darkness overwhelmed the light. 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Then the Frank bethought him of a ruse; first urging his steed with heel and then checking him with the rein, so that he stumbled and fell with his rider; thereupon Sharrkan threw himself on the foe, and would have smitten him with the sword fearing lest the strife be prolonged, when the Frank cried out to him,", "start_byte": 246866, "end_byte": 247352, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2047.199951171875, "end_time": 2085.1201171875, "cut_start_time": 2047.7149511718749, "cut_end_time": 2084.680138671875}, {"text": "] When Sharrkan heard this, he raised his eyes to the Frank's face and gazing steadfastly at him, recognized in him Princess Abrizah with whom that pleasant adventure had befallen him in the convent; whereupon he cast brand from hand and, kissing the earth before her, asked her,", "start_byte": 247469, "end_byte": 247748, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2095.52001953125, "end_time": 2117.840087890625, "cut_start_time": 2095.9850195312497, "cut_end_time": 2117.52014453125}, {"text": "; and she answered,", "start_byte": 247787, "end_byte": 247806, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2121.159912109375, "end_time": 2123.0400390625, "cut_start_time": 2121.6049121093747, "cut_end_time": 2122.650099609375}, {"text": " Sharrkan smiled at her speech and said,", "start_byte": 248135, "end_byte": 248175, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 2150.639892578125, "end_time": 2154.0, "cut_start_time": 2150.844892578125, "cut_end_time": 2153.4800175781247}, {"text": " Then she cried out to her damsels to loose the twenty captives of Sharrkan's troop and dismount. 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As for her I want to sell her, but after the dog her brother fell sick, the separation from him was grievous to her, and since then she doth nothing but weep, and now I wish that whoso is minded to buy her of me speak softly to her and say, 'Thy brother is with me in Jerusalem ill'; and I will be easy with him about her price.", "start_byte": 307062, "end_byte": 307531, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 116.87999725341797, "end_time": 155.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 117.27499725341796, "cut_end_time": 154.65005975341796, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"How old is she?", "start_byte": 307585, "end_byte": 307601, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 159.75999450683594, "end_time": 161.83999633789062, "cut_start_time": 160.19499450683594, "cut_end_time": 161.24005700683594, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"She is a virgin, just come to marriageable age, and she is endowed with sense and breeding and wit and beauty and loveliness. But from the day I sent her brother to Jerusalem, her heart hath been yearning for him, so that her beauty is fallen away and her value lessened.", "start_byte": 307615, "end_byte": 307887, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 163.27999877929688, "end_time": 186.0800018310547, "cut_start_time": 163.55499877929688, "cut_end_time": 184.88012377929687, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"O Shaykh[FN#245] of the Arabs, I will go with thee and buy of thee this girl whom thou praisest so highly for wit and manners and beauty and loveliness; and I will pay thee her price but it must be upon conditions which if thou accept, I will give thee ready money, and if thou accept not I will return her to thee.", "start_byte": 307962, "end_byte": 308278, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 192.52000427246094, "end_time": 217.63999938964844, "cut_start_time": 192.80500427246093, "cut_end_time": 216.86000427246094, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"An thou wilt, take her up to the Sultan Sharrkan, son of Omar bin al-Nu'uman lord of Baghdad and of the land of Khorasan, and condition me any conditions thou likest, for when thou hast brought her before King Sharrkan, haply she will please him, and he will pay thee her price and a good profit for thyself to boot.", "start_byte": 308298, "end_byte": 308615, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 219.52000427246094, "end_time": 247.60000610351562, "cut_start_time": 219.84500427246093, "cut_end_time": 246.30006677246092, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"It happens that I have just now something to ask from him, and it is this that he write me an order upon the office, exempting me from custom dues and also that he write me a letter of recommendation to his father, King Omar bin al-Nu'uman. So if he take the girl, I will weigh[FN#246] thee out her price at once.", "start_byte": 308640, "end_byte": 308954, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 249.83999633789062, "end_time": 274.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 250.2649963378906, "cut_end_time": 274.2101213378906, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"I agree with thee to this condition,", "start_byte": 308956, "end_byte": 308993, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 274.760009765625, "end_time": 277.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 275.365009765625, "cut_end_time": 277.450072265625, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O N\u00e1jiyah[FN#247]!", "start_byte": 309149, "end_byte": 309168, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 290.7200012207031, "end_time": 292.3999938964844, "cut_start_time": 290.9750012207031, "cut_end_time": 291.94000122070315, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"There she sitteth; go to her and look at her and speak to her kindly as I enjoined thee.", "start_byte": 309314, "end_byte": 309403, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 305.239990234375, "end_time": 313.20001220703125, "cut_start_time": 305.524990234375, "cut_end_time": 312.200115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"If she be even as thou saddest, I shall get of the Sultan what I will for her.", "start_byte": 309575, "end_byte": 309654, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 326.239990234375, "end_time": 333.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 326.69499023437504, "cut_end_time": 333.08005273437504, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Peace be on thee, my little maid! How art thou?", "start_byte": 309677, "end_byte": 309725, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 335.9200134277344, "end_time": 340.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 336.3050134277344, "cut_end_time": 339.6700134277344, "narrative_prediction": {"bespake": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"This also was registered in the Book of Destiny.", "start_byte": 309758, "end_byte": 309807, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 343.1199951171875, "end_time": 347.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 343.5449951171875, "cut_end_time": 346.6201201171875, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I believe this one cometh to buy me;", "start_byte": 309928, "end_byte": 309965, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 356.9200134277344, "end_time": 360.4800109863281, "cut_start_time": 357.3950134277344, "cut_end_time": 359.8300759277344, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"If I hold aloof from him, I shall abide with my tyrant and he will do me to death with beating. In any case, this person is handsome of face and maketh me hope for better treatment from him than from my brute of a Badawi. May be he cometh only to hear me talk; so I will give him a fair answer.", "start_byte": 309986, "end_byte": 310281, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 362.4800109863281, "end_time": 386.79998779296875, "cut_start_time": 362.9150109863281, "cut_end_time": 385.84001098632814, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"And upon thee be peace, O my lord, and Allah's mercy and His benediction![FN#248] This is what is commanded of the Prophet, whom Allah bless and preserve! As for thine enquiry how I am, if thou wouldst know my case, it is such as thou wouldst not wish but to thy foe.", "start_byte": 310388, "end_byte": 310656, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 396.55999755859375, "end_time": 418.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 396.93499755859375, "cut_end_time": 418.08012255859376, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"What is her price, for indeed she is noble?", "start_byte": 310803, "end_byte": 310847, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 431.1199951171875, "end_time": 435.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 431.5549951171875, "cut_end_time": 434.6900576171875, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Thou wilt turn me the girl's head with this talk! Why dost thou say that she is noble,[FN#249] while she is of the scum of slave-girls and of the refuse of folk? I will not sell her to thee!", "start_byte": 310896, "end_byte": 311087, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 439.8399963378906, "end_time": 456.4800109863281, "cut_start_time": 440.14499633789063, "cut_end_time": 455.07012133789067, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Calm thyself, for I will buy her of thee with these blemishes thou mentionest.", "start_byte": 311171, "end_byte": 311250, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 463.1199951171875, "end_time": 470.6000061035156, "cut_start_time": 463.3649951171875, "cut_end_time": 469.61012011718753, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"And how much wilt thou give me for her?", "start_byte": 311252, "end_byte": 311292, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 470.6000061035156, "end_time": 473.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 471.42500610351567, "cut_end_time": 473.59000610351563, "narrative_prediction": {"enquired": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Name thy price for her: none should name the son save his sire.", "start_byte": 311337, "end_byte": 311401, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 477.6400146484375, "end_time": 483.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 477.8750146484375, "cut_end_time": 482.90001464843755, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"None shall name it but thou thyself.", "start_byte": 311424, "end_byte": 311461, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 485.9200134277344, "end_time": 489.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 486.2250134277344, "cut_end_time": 488.6500134277344, "narrative_prediction": {"rejoined": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"This wildling is a rudesby and a maggotty head. By Allah, I cannot tell her price, for she hath won my heart with her fair speech and good looks; and, if she can read and write, it will be complete fair luck to her and to her purchaser. But this Badawi does not know her worth.", "start_byte": 311494, "end_byte": 311772, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 491.9200134277344, "end_time": 515.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 492.2550134277344, "cut_end_time": 514.0000134277344, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"O Shaykh of the Arabs, I will give thee in ready money, clear of the tax and the Sultan's dues, two hundred gold pieces.", "start_byte": 311806, "end_byte": 311927, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 519.280029296875, "end_time": 529.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 519.535029296875, "cut_end_time": 529.010029296875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Get up and go thy ways! By Allah, wert thou to offer me two hundred dinars for the bit of camlet she weareth, I would not sell it to thee. And now I will not sell her, but will keep her by me, to pasture the camels and grind my grist.", "start_byte": 312024, "end_byte": 312259, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 538.0, "end_time": 558.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 538.1850000000001, "cut_end_time": 557.5600000000001, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Come here, thou stinkard! I will not sell thee.", "start_byte": 312294, "end_byte": 312342, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 561.52001953125, "end_time": 566.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 561.75501953125, "cut_end_time": 565.28001953125, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I used to think thee a man of judgment; but, by the right of my bonnet, if thou begone not from me, I will let thee hear what shall not please thee!", "start_byte": 312392, "end_byte": 312541, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 570.3200073242188, "end_time": 582.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 570.8050073242188, "cut_end_time": 581.0400698242188, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Of a truth this Badawi is mad and knoweth not her value, and I will say no more to him about her price at the present time; for by Allah, were he a man of sense, he would not say, 'By the rights of my bonnet!' By the Almighty, she is worth the kingdom of the Chosro\u00ebs and I have not her price by me, but if he ask even more, I will give him what he will, though it be all my goods.", "start_byte": 312574, "end_byte": 312956, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 585.52001953125, "end_time": 618.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 585.80501953125, "cut_end_time": 618.01008203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"O Shaykh of the Arabs, take patience and calm thyself and tell me what clothes she hath with thee?", "start_byte": 312990, "end_byte": 313089, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 622.239990234375, "end_time": 631.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 622.514990234375, "cut_end_time": 630.390115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"And what hath the baggage to do with clothes? By Allah, this camlet in which she is wrapped is ample for her.", "start_byte": 313109, "end_byte": 313219, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 632.9600219726562, "end_time": 642.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 633.3950219726563, "cut_end_time": 641.2900844726563, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"With thy leave,", "start_byte": 313221, "end_byte": 313237, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 642.6400146484375, "end_time": 643.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 643.0950146484375, "cut_end_time": 643.8300771484376, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"I will unveil her face and examine her even as folk examine slave-girls whom they think of buying.\"[FN#25", "start_byte": 313258, "end_byte": 313364, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 645.2000122070312, "end_time": 653.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 645.4450122070313, "cut_end_time": 652.9200747070313, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Up and do what thou wilt and Allah keep thy youth! Examine her outside and inside and, if thou wilt, strip off her clothes and look at her when she is naked.", "start_byte": 313386, "end_byte": 313544, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 655.9199829101562, "end_time": 668.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 656.0249829101563, "cut_end_time": 668.2201079101562, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah forfend! I will look at naught save her face.\"[FN#25", "start_byte": 313564, "end_byte": 313623, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 671.1599731445312, "end_time": 676.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 671.4649731445313, "cut_end_time": 675.5000981445313, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O my mistress, what is thy name?", "start_byte": 314000, "end_byte": 314033, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 708.8400268554688, "end_time": 712.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 709.0850268554688, "cut_end_time": 711.4600268554688, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Doss thou ask what is my name this day or what it was before this day?", "start_byte": 314049, "end_byte": 314120, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 713.9199829101562, "end_time": 720.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 714.2249829101563, "cut_end_time": 719.5700454101562, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"Hast thou then two names: to-day's and yesterday's?", "start_byte": 314155, "end_byte": 314207, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 723.5999755859375, "end_time": 728.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 723.8349755859375, "cut_end_time": 728.1500380859375, "narrative_prediction": {"enquired": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Yes,", "start_byte": 314209, "end_byte": 314214, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 728.9199829101562, "end_time": 729.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 729.3549829101563, "cut_end_time": 729.8200454101562, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"my name in the past was Nuzhat al-Zaman, the Delight of the Age; but my name at this present is Ghussat[FN#252] al-Zaman, the Despight of the Age.", "start_byte": 314229, "end_byte": 314376, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 730.760009765625, "end_time": 743.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 731.085009765625, "cut_end_time": 743.000009765625, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Hast thou not a sick brother?", "start_byte": 314461, "end_byte": 314491, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 751.0399780273438, "end_time": 753.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 751.3049780273437, "cut_end_time": 753.2800405273438, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Ay by Allah, O my lord, I have,", "start_byte": 314493, "end_byte": 314525, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 753.9199829101562, "end_time": 756.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 754.4649829101563, "cut_end_time": 756.9301079101563, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"but fortune hath parted me and him and he lieth sick in Jerusalem.", "start_byte": 314538, "end_byte": 314605, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 758.1199951171875, "end_time": 765.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 758.5049951171875, "cut_end_time": 763.8801201171875, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Verily, the Badawi spake the truth of her.", "start_byte": 314697, "end_byte": 314740, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 773.0800170898438, "end_time": 776.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 773.2250170898437, "cut_end_time": 776.1000795898437, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah, where'er thou be, His aid impart * To thee, who distant dwellest in my heart! Allah be near thee how so far thou fare; * Ward off all shifts of Time, all dangers thwart! Mine eyes are desolate for thy vanisht sight, * And start my tears-ah me, how fast they start! Would Heaven I kenned what quarter or what land * Homes thee, and in what house and tribe thou art An fount of life thou drain in greenth of rose, * While drink I tear drops for my sole desert? An thou 'joy slumber in those hours, when I * Peel 'twixt my side and couch coals' burning smart? All things were easy save to part from thee, * For my sad heart this grief is hard to dree.\"", "start_byte": 315142, "end_byte": 315799, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 809.6799926757812, "end_time": 873.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 810.0149926757813, "cut_end_time": 871.0801176757813, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"And pity one who erst in honour throve, * And now is fallen into sore disgrace. She weeps and bathes her cheeks with railing tears, * And asks 'What cure can meet this fatal case?'\"", "start_byte": 316986, "end_byte": 317168, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 976.6400146484375, "end_time": 994.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 977.0050146484375, "cut_end_time": 992.7000146484376, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"By the Almighty, do not leave me with a tyrant who knoweth not Allah the Most High! If I pass this night in his place, I shall kill myself with my own hand: save me from him, so Allah save thee from Gehenna-fire.", "start_byte": 317253, "end_byte": 317466, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1001.5999755859375, "end_time": 1019.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 1001.8349755859375, "cut_end_time": 1018.6401005859375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}, "in": {"id": "1", "type": "preposition", "confidence": 10}, "an": {"id": "1", "type": "article", "confidence": 10}, "undertone": {"id": "1", "type": "noun", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"O Shaykh of the Arabs, this slave is none of thine affair; so do thou sell her to me for what thou wilt.", "start_byte": 317507, "end_byte": 317612, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1023.0399780273438, "end_time": 1032.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 1023.3349780273438, "cut_end_time": 1031.6000405273437, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Take her,", "start_byte": 317614, "end_byte": 317624, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1032.719970703125, "end_time": 1033.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1033.0549707031248, "cut_end_time": 1033.580033203125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"and pay me down her price, or I will carry her back to the camp and there set her to feed the camels and gather their dung.\"[FN#25", "start_byte": 317644, "end_byte": 317775, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1034.800048828125, "end_time": 1044.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1035.045048828125, "cut_end_time": 1043.870111328125, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I will give thee fifty thousand dinars for her.", "start_byte": 317797, "end_byte": 317845, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1046.52001953125, "end_time": 1050.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1046.94501953125, "cut_end_time": 1049.88008203125, "narrative_prediction": {"Said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah will open!\"[FN#25", "start_byte": 317847, "end_byte": 317871, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1050.8800048828125, "end_time": 1052.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1051.0950048828124, "cut_end_time": 1052.3500673828123, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Seventy thousand,", "start_byte": 317894, "end_byte": 317912, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1054.0, "end_time": 1055.56005859375, "cut_start_time": 1054.375, "cut_end_time": 1055.4600624999998, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah will open!", "start_byte": 317933, "end_byte": 317950, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1057.3599853515625, "end_time": 1059.199951171875, "cut_start_time": 1057.6649853515623, "cut_end_time": 1058.8800478515625, "narrative_prediction": {"repeated": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"this is not the capital spent upon her, for she hath eaten with me barley bread to the value of ninety thousand gold pieces.", "start_byte": 317973, "end_byte": 318098, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1060.8800048828125, "end_time": 1070.9599609375, "cut_start_time": 1061.2850048828125, "cut_end_time": 1070.8200048828123, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Thou and thine and all thy tribe in the length of your lives have not eaten a thousand ducats' worth of barley; but I will say thee one word, wherewith if thou be not satisfied, I will set the Viceroy of Damascus on thee and he will take her from thee by force.", "start_byte": 318123, "end_byte": 318385, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1073.52001953125, "end_time": 1095.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 1073.75501953125, "cut_end_time": 1094.28001953125, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Say on!", "start_byte": 318409, "end_byte": 318417, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1097.800048828125, "end_time": 1100.0, "cut_start_time": 1097.8550488281248, "cut_end_time": 1099.5100488281248, "narrative_prediction": {"continued": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"An hundred thousand,", "start_byte": 318419, "end_byte": 318440, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1100.0, "end_time": 1101.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1100.5649999999998, "cut_end_time": 1101.8300625, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I have sold her to thee at that price,", "start_byte": 318462, "end_byte": 318501, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1103.3599853515625, "end_time": 1106.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1103.3749853515624, "cut_end_time": 1106.2600478515624, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I shall be able to buy salt with her.", "start_byte": 318524, "end_byte": 318562, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1107.9200439453125, "end_time": 1112.6800537109375, "cut_start_time": 1108.6250439453124, "cut_end_time": 1112.7601064453124, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}], "narrations": [{"text": " and, about midnight when hunger burned her,[FN#244] she ate a very little of that barley bread and the Badawi ordered his party to set out; so they loaded their loads and he mounted a camel setting Nuzhat al-Zaman behind him. Then they journeyed and ceased not journeying for three days, till they entered the city of Damascus and alighted at the Sultan's Khan, hard by the Viceroy's Gate. Now she had lost her colour by grief and the fatigue of such travelling, and she ceased not to weep over her misfortunes. 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test/2447/2033/thousand_nights_vol02_26_burton_64kb.json

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Thou hast now tarried with me a year and a half and I have never harmed thee in aught. 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He who recited the first time hath recited a second time and I heard him hard by. By Allah, an thou fetch him not to me, I will assuredly rouse the Chamberlain on thee, and he shall beat thee and cast thee out. But take these hundred dinars and give them to the singer and bring him to me gently, and do him no hurt. If he refuse, hand to him this purse of a thousand dinars, then leave him and return to me and tell me, after thou hast informed thyself of his place and his calling and what countryman he is. Return quickly and linger not.", "start_byte": 387047, "end_byte": 387601, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 458.55999755859375, "end_time": 506.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 458.73499755859376, "cut_end_time": 505.70012255859376, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Beware how thou come back to me and report, I could not find him.", "start_byte": 387858, "end_byte": 387924, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 528.47998046875, "end_time": 534.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 528.74498046875, "cut_end_time": 533.47010546875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"It was thou didst recite the verses!", "start_byte": 388188, "end_byte": 388225, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 556.239990234375, "end_time": 560.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 556.704990234375, "cut_end_time": 559.130115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"No, by Allah, O chief of the people, it was not I!", "start_byte": 388276, "end_byte": 388327, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 564.5599975585938, "end_time": 569.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 564.8349975585937, "cut_end_time": 568.7501225585937, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I will not leave thee till thou show me who it was that recited the verses, for I dread returning to my lady without him.", "start_byte": 388350, "end_byte": 388472, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 571.239990234375, "end_time": 581.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 571.574990234375, "cut_end_time": 580.250115234375, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"By Allah, it was not I, and I know him not. I only heard some passer by, some wayfarer, recite verses: so do not thou commit sin on me, for I am a stranger and come from the Holy City of Jerusalem; and Abraham, the friend of Allah, be with you all.", "start_byte": 388596, "end_byte": 388845, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 590.8400268554688, "end_time": 613.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 591.3050268554688, "cut_end_time": 611.9400268554688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Rise up and fare with me,", "start_byte": 388847, "end_byte": 388873, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 613.0399780273438, "end_time": 615.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 613.3849780273438, "cut_end_time": 614.9500405273437, "narrative_prediction": {"rejoined": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"and tell my lady this with thine own mouth, for I have seen none awake save thyself.", "start_byte": 388896, "end_byte": 388981, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 616.4000244140625, "end_time": 624.280029296875, "cut_start_time": 616.6450244140625, "cut_end_time": 622.9100869140625, "narrative_prediction": {"rejoined": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Hast thou not come and seen me sitting in the place where I now am, and dost thou not know my station? Thou wottest none can stir from his place, except the watchman seize him. So go thou to thy station and if thou again meet any one after this hour reciting aught of poetry, whether he be near or far, it will be I or some one I know, and thou shalt not learn of him but by me.", "start_byte": 389001, "end_byte": 389380, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 625.8400268554688, "end_time": 658.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 626.0650268554688, "cut_end_time": 656.6000893554688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Come, sit up, that I may tell thee what hath happened.", "start_byte": 389681, "end_byte": 389736, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 685.1599731445312, "end_time": 690.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 685.2549731445313, "cut_end_time": 689.4700981445312, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Let me alone; I will take no heed of this and I care for none, for I am mine own country.\"[FN#31", "start_byte": 389823, "end_byte": 389920, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 697.6400146484375, "end_time": 706.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 697.9750146484375, "cut_end_time": 705.3600146484375, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Why wilt thou obey thy flesh and the devil? If thou fear no one, I fear for thee and for my life, so Allah upon thee! recite nothing more of verses till thou come to thine own land. Indeed, I had not deemed thee so ill conditioned. Dost thou not know that this lady is the wife; of the Chamberlain and is minded to chastise thee for disturbing her? Belike, she is ill or restless for fatigue of the journey and the distance of the place from her home, and this is the second time she hath sent the Eunuch to look for thee.", "start_byte": 389941, "end_byte": 390464, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 707.8400268554688, "end_time": 752.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 708.2150268554688, "cut_end_time": 751.9400268554688, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Peace be with thee, O my lord!", "start_byte": 391366, "end_byte": 391397, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 830.7999877929688, "end_time": 833.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 831.2449877929688, "cut_end_time": 833.2201127929687, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"And on thee be peace,", "start_byte": 391399, "end_byte": 391421, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 833.760009765625, "end_time": 835.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 834.1850097656251, "cut_end_time": 835.470072265625, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"and the mercy of Allah and His blessings!", "start_byte": 391445, "end_byte": 391487, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 836.9600219726562, "end_time": 840.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 837.1950219726563, "cut_end_time": 839.6300219726563, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O my lord,", "start_byte": 391489, "end_byte": 391500, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 840.47998046875, "end_time": 841.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 840.9149804687501, "cut_end_time": 841.63004296875, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"O my lord, I have sought thee these several times this night, for my mistress biddeth thee to her.", "start_byte": 391730, "end_byte": 391829, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 862.1599731445312, "end_time": 869.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 862.5149731445313, "cut_end_time": 869.2700981445313, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"And who be this bitch that seeketh for me? Allah curse her and curse her husband with her!\"[FN#31", "start_byte": 391852, "end_byte": 391950, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 872.1199951171875, "end_time": 879.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 872.5849951171875, "cut_end_time": 879.1400576171875, "narrative_prediction": {"Quoth": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O my lord, take this purse and go with me. We will do thee no upright, O my son, nor wrong thee in aught; but our object is that thou bend thy gracious steps with me to my mistress, to receive her answer and return in weal and safety: and thou shalt have a handsome present as one who bringeth good news.", "start_byte": 392258, "end_byte": 392563, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 903.6799926757812, "end_time": 929.2000122070312, "cut_start_time": 903.9549926757812, "cut_end_time": 928.4601176757812, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Alas the pity of his youth! To-morrow they will hang him.", "start_byte": 392783, "end_byte": 392841, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 945.9199829101562, "end_time": 951.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 946.2449829101563, "cut_end_time": 950.6900454101562, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"How base it will be of him, if he say it was I who bade him recite the verses!", "start_byte": 392975, "end_byte": 393054, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 962.0800170898438, "end_time": 969.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 962.5350170898438, "cut_end_time": 968.0800795898438, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O my lady, I have brought thee him whom thou soughtest, and he is a youth, fair of face and bearing the marks of wealth and gentle breeding.", "start_byte": 393249, "end_byte": 393390, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 984.4400024414062, "end_time": 996.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 984.7350024414063, "cut_end_time": 995.5600649414063, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Let him recite some verses, that I may hear him near hand, and after ask him his name and his condition and his native land.", "start_byte": 393448, "end_byte": 393573, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1001.3200073242188, "end_time": 1012.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 1001.6150073242188, "cut_end_time": 1011.7800698242188, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Recite what verses thou knowest, for my lady is here hard by, listening to thee, and after I will ask thee of thy name and thy native country and thy condition.", "start_byte": 393633, "end_byte": 393794, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1017.760009765625, "end_time": 1031.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1017.9350097656251, "cut_end_time": 1030.290072265625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"With love and gladness but, an thou ask my name, it is erased and my trace is unplaced and my body a waste. I have a story, the beginning of which is not known nor can the end of it be shown, and behold, I am even as one who hath exceeded in wine drinking and who hath not spared himself; one who is afflicted with distempers and who wandereth from his right mind, being perplexed about his case and drowned in the sea of thought.", "start_byte": 393808, "end_byte": 394239, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1033.3199462890625, "end_time": 1071.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 1033.6549462890623, "cut_end_time": 1070.0000087890623, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Ask him if he have parted from one he loveth even as his mother or father.", "start_byte": 394348, "end_byte": 394423, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1079.9200439453125, "end_time": 1087.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1080.2050439453124, "cut_end_time": 1086.3300439453124, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Yes, I have parted from every one I loved: but the dearest of all to me was my sister, from whom Fate hath separated me.", "start_byte": 394487, "end_byte": 394608, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1092.800048828125, "end_time": 1104.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 1093.0850488281249, "cut_end_time": 1103.2200488281248, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah Almighty reunite him with what he loveth!", "start_byte": 394659, "end_byte": 394707, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1108.800048828125, "end_time": 1113.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1109.005048828125, "cut_end_time": 1112.540111328125, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}], "narrations": [{"text": " Replied he,", "start_byte": 382356, "end_byte": 382368, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 46.47999954223633, "end_time": 48.31999969482422, "cut_start_time": 46.73499954223633, "cut_end_time": 47.590062042236326}, {"text": " But she said,", "start_byte": 382443, "end_byte": 382457, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 55.36000061035156, "end_time": 57.279998779296875, "cut_start_time": 55.755000610351566, "cut_end_time": 56.630000610351566}, {"text": " So he went, yet found none on wake save the Stoker; for Zau al-Makan was still insensible, and when his companion saw the Eunuch standing by his head he was afraid of him. 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Replied the Stoker,", "start_byte": 384479, "end_byte": 384519, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 233.36000061035156, "end_time": 237.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 233.62500061035155, "cut_end_time": 236.79000061035157}, {"text": " When Zau al-Makan heard this he wept and said,", "start_byte": 384974, "end_byte": 385021, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 277.5199890136719, "end_time": 282.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 278.0149890136719, "cut_end_time": 281.5901140136719}, {"text": " Rejoined the Fireman,", "start_byte": 385148, "end_byte": 385170, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 293.7200012207031, "end_time": 295.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 293.98500122070317, "cut_end_time": 295.27006372070315}, {"text": " and Zau al-Makan retorted,", "start_byte": 385216, "end_byte": 385243, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 300.2799987792969, "end_time": 303.0400085449219, "cut_start_time": 300.7149987792969, "cut_end_time": 302.3501237792969}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 385273, "end_byte": 385273, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 306.760009765625, "end_time": 306.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 306.735009765625, "cut_end_time": 306.86007226562504}, {"text": " said the Stoker,", "start_byte": 385283, "end_byte": 385300, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 307.6000061035156, "end_time": 308.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 307.63500610351565, "cut_end_time": 308.59000610351563}, {"text": " But Zau al-Makan answered,", "start_byte": 385780, "end_byte": 385807, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 348.2799987792969, "end_time": 350.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 349.0549987792969, "cut_end_time": 350.5900612792969}, {"text": "] Then grief moved him and he threw off concealment and began repeating these couplets,", "start_byte": 385859, "end_byte": 385946, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 354.5199890136719, "end_time": 362.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 354.9649890136719, "cut_end_time": 360.7800515136719}, {"text": "And he also improvised the two following distichs,", "start_byte": 386441, "end_byte": 386491, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 406.1600036621094, "end_time": 411.1600036621094, "cut_start_time": 406.7250036621094, "cut_end_time": 410.1700661621094}, {"text": "\"We were and were the days enthralled to all our wills, * Dwelling in union sweet and homed in fairest site: Who shall restore the home of the beloved, where showed * Light of the Place for aye conjoined with Time's Delight?''[FN#312]", "start_byte": 386493, "end_byte": 386727, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 411.1600036621094, "end_time": 431.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 411.3850036621094, "cut_end_time": 429.4300036621094}, {"text": "And as he ceased his verses, he shrieked three shrieks and fell senseless to the ground and the Fireman rose and covered him. When Nuzhat al-Zaman heard the first improvisation, she called to mind her father and her mother and her brother and their whilome home; then she wept and cried at the Eunuch and said to him,", "start_byte": 386729, "end_byte": 387046, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 431.2799987792969, "end_time": 458.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 432.1149987792969, "cut_end_time": 458.1500612792969}, {"text": " \u2014 And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.", "start_byte": 387602, "end_byte": 387681, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 506.6400146484375, "end_time": 514.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 507.28501464843754, "cut_end_time": 512.3700771484375}, {"text": "When it was the Seventy-third Night,", "start_byte": 387683, "end_byte": 387719, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 514.3200073242188, "end_time": 517.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 515.1350073242188, "cut_end_time": 517.1000698242187}, {"text": "She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that Nuzhat al- Zaman sent the Eunuch to make enquiries concerning the singer and said,", "start_byte": 387721, "end_byte": 387857, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 517.3200073242188, "end_time": 528.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 517.4050073242188, "cut_end_time": 527.9000073242188}, {"text": " So the Eunuch went out and laid about the people and trod in their tents, but found none awake, all being asleep for weariness, till he came to the Stoker and saw him sitting up, with his head uncovered. So he drew near and seizing him by the hand, said to him,", "start_byte": 387925, "end_byte": 388187, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 534.280029296875, "end_time": 556.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 534.685029296875, "cut_end_time": 555.280029296875}, {"text": " The Fireman was afeard for his life and replied,", "start_byte": 388226, "end_byte": 388275, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 560.0800170898438, "end_time": 564.5599975585938, "cut_start_time": 560.7250170898437, "cut_end_time": 564.2100170898437}, {"text": " But the Eunuch said,", "start_byte": 388328, "end_byte": 388349, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 569.0800170898438, "end_time": 571.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 569.8850170898438, "cut_end_time": 570.9300170898438}, {"text": " Now when the Fireman heard these words he feared for Zau al-Makan and wept with exceeding weeping and said to the Eunuch,", "start_byte": 388473, "end_byte": 388595, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 581.4400024414062, "end_time": 590.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 581.9650024414062, "cut_end_time": 589.9400649414063}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 388846, "end_byte": 388846, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 613.0399780273438, "end_time": 613.0399780273438, "cut_start_time": 613.0149780273438, "cut_end_time": 613.1400405273438}, {"text": " rejoined the Eunuch,", "start_byte": 388874, "end_byte": 388895, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 615.0399780273438, "end_time": 616.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 615.1149780273438, "cut_end_time": 616.1201030273438}, {"text": " Quoth the Stoker,", "start_byte": 388982, "end_byte": 389000, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 624.280029296875, "end_time": 625.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 624.7150292968751, "cut_end_time": 625.550091796875}, {"text": " Then he kissed the Eunuch's head and spake him fair till he went away; but the Castrato fetched a round and, returning secretly, came and stood behind the Fireman, fearing to go back to his mistress without tidings. As soon as he was gone, the Stoker arose and aroused Zau al-Makan and said to him,", "start_byte": 389381, "end_byte": 389680, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 658.3200073242188, "end_time": 685.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 658.9850073242188, "cut_end_time": 684.6000073242187}, {"text": " So Zau al-Makan sat up, and his companion told him what had passed, and he answered,", "start_byte": 389737, "end_byte": 389822, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 690.2000122070312, "end_time": 697.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 690.6650122070313, "cut_end_time": 697.0300747070313}, {"text": "] Quoth the Stoker,", "start_byte": 389921, "end_byte": 389940, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 706.239990234375, "end_time": 707.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 706.6549902343751, "cut_end_time": 707.490115234375}, {"text": " However Zau al-Makan paid no heed to the Fireman's words but cried out a third time and began versifying with these couplets,", "start_byte": 390465, "end_byte": 390591, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 752.9199829101562, "end_time": 763.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 753.1349829101563, "cut_end_time": 762.7900454101563}, {"text": "\"I fly the carper's injury,* Whose carping sorely vexeth me: He chides and taunts me, wotting not * He burns me but more grievously. The blamer cries 'He is consoled!' * I say, 'My own dear land[FN#314] to see:' They ask, 'Why be that land so dear?' * I say, 'It taught me in love to be:' They ask, 'What raised its dignity?' * I say, 'What made my ignomy:' Whate'er the bitter cup I drain, * Far be fro' me that land to flee: Nor will I bow to those who blame, * And for such love would deal me shame.", "start_byte": 390593, "end_byte": 391095, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 763.7999877929688, "end_time": 809.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 764.4949877929688, "cut_end_time": 808.4100502929688}, {"text": "Hardly had he made an end of his verses and come to a conclusion, when the Eunuch (who had heard him from his hiding place at his head) came up to him; whereupon the Fireman flea end stood afar off to see what passed between them. Then said the Eunuch to Zau al-Makan,", "start_byte": 391097, "end_byte": 391365, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 809.9199829101562, "end_time": 830.7999877929688, "cut_start_time": 810.4349829101562, "cut_end_time": 830.0800454101562}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 391398, "end_byte": 391398, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 833.760009765625, "end_time": 833.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 833.735009765625, "cut_end_time": 833.860072265625}, {"text": " replied Zau al-Makan,", "start_byte": 391422, "end_byte": 391444, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 835.4400024414062, "end_time": 836.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 835.5750024414062, "cut_end_time": 836.7800649414063}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 391488, "end_byte": 391488, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 840.47998046875, "end_time": 840.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 840.45498046875, "cut_end_time": 840.58004296875}, {"text": " continued the Eunuch \u2014 -And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say,", "start_byte": 391501, "end_byte": 391602, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 841.5999755859375, "end_time": 851.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 841.8049755859375, "cut_end_time": 849.9501005859375}, {"text": "When it was the Seventy-fourth Night,", "start_byte": 391604, "end_byte": 391641, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 851.8400268554688, "end_time": 855.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 852.6650268554688, "cut_end_time": 854.9000268554688}, {"text": "She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the Eunuch said to Zau al-Makan,", "start_byte": 391643, "end_byte": 391729, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 855.5999755859375, "end_time": 862.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 855.9449755859375, "cut_end_time": 861.7100380859375}, {"text": " Quoth Zau al- Makan,", "start_byte": 391830, "end_byte": 391851, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 869.8400268554688, "end_time": 872.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 870.5450268554688, "cut_end_time": 871.7600268554688}, {"text": "] And he began to revile the Eunuch, who could make him no answer, because his mistress had charged him to do Zau al-Makan no hurt, nor bring him save of his own especial free will; and, if he would not accompany him, to give him the thousand dinars. So the Castrato began to speak him fair and say to him,", "start_byte": 391951, "end_byte": 392257, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 879.5999755859375, "end_time": 903.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 880.0149755859376, "cut_end_time": 903.2100380859375}, {"text": " When Zau al- Makan heard this, he arose and went with the Eunuch and walked among the sleeping folk, stepping over them; whilst the Fireman followed after them from afar, and kept his eye upon him and said to himself,", "start_byte": 392564, "end_byte": 392782, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 929.2000122070312, "end_time": 945.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 929.5850122070312, "cut_end_time": 945.4100122070313}, {"text": " And he ceased not following them till he approached their station,[FN#316] without any observing him. Then he stood still and said,", "start_byte": 392842, "end_byte": 392974, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 951.3599853515625, "end_time": 962.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 951.7849853515626, "cut_end_time": 961.4601103515625}, {"text": " This was the case of the Stoker; but as regards what befel Zau al-Makan, he ceased not walking with the Eunuch till he reached his station and the Castrato went in to Nuzhat al-Zaman and said,", "start_byte": 393055, "end_byte": 393248, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 969.3200073242188, "end_time": 984.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 970.0050073242188, "cut_end_time": 983.9000698242188}, {"text": " When she heard this, her heart fluttered and she cried,", "start_byte": 393391, "end_byte": 393447, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 996.3200073242188, "end_time": 1001.3200073242188, "cut_start_time": 996.8650073242188, "cut_end_time": 1000.8300698242188}, {"text": " Then the Eunuch went out to Zau al-Makan and said to him,", "start_byte": 393574, "end_byte": 393632, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1012.8400268554688, "end_time": 1017.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 1013.4950268554687, "cut_end_time": 1017.1000893554688}, {"text": " Replied he,", "start_byte": 393795, "end_byte": 393807, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1031.8800048828125, "end_time": 1033.3199462890625, "cut_start_time": 1032.2250048828123, "cut_end_time": 1032.9700048828124}, {"text": " When Nuzhat al-Zaman heard this, she broke out into excessive weeping and sobbing, and said to the Eunuch,", "start_byte": 394240, "end_byte": 394347, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1071.5999755859375, "end_time": 1079.9200439453125, "cut_start_time": 1072.1249755859374, "cut_end_time": 1079.3401005859373}, {"text": " The Castrato asked as she bade him, and Zau al-Makan replied,", "start_byte": 394424, "end_byte": 394486, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1087.47998046875, "end_time": 1092.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1087.70498046875, "cut_end_time": 1092.4501054687498}, {"text": " When Nuzhat al- Zaman heard this, she exclaimed,", "start_byte": 394609, "end_byte": 394658, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 1104.47998046875, "end_time": 1108.800048828125, "cut_start_time": 1105.08498046875, "cut_end_time": 1108.33010546875}]}

test/2447/2033/thousand_nights_vol02_27_burton_64kb.json

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O Zau al-Makan!", "start_byte": 396283, "end_byte": 396313, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 155.8800048828125, "end_time": 159.55999755859375, "cut_start_time": 156.1650048828125, "cut_end_time": 158.8000048828125, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O my sister! O Nuzhat al-Zaman!", "start_byte": 396365, "end_byte": 396397, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 164.32000732421875, "end_time": 168.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 164.53500732421875, "cut_end_time": 167.80000732421874, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Long I lamented that we fell apart, * While tears repentant railed from these eyne; And sware, if Time unite us twain once more, * 'Severance' shall never sound from tongue of mine: Joy hath so overwhelmed me that excess * Of pleasure from mine eyes draws gouts of brine: Tears, O mine eyes, have now become your wont * Ye weep for pleasure and you weep for pine!\"", "start_byte": 397274, "end_byte": 397639, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 245.75999450683594, "end_time": 278.79998779296875, "cut_start_time": 245.96499450683592, "cut_end_time": 277.4300570068359, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"Come with me into the litter and tell me all that hath befallen thee, and I will tell thee what happened to me.", "start_byte": 397698, "end_byte": 397810, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 283.760009765625, "end_time": 291.9599914550781, "cut_start_time": 283.97500976562503, "cut_end_time": 291.230009765625, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Do thou begin thy tale.", "start_byte": 397851, "end_byte": 397875, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 295.67999267578125, "end_time": 298.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 295.98499267578126, "cut_end_time": 297.68005517578126, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Praised be Allah who hath vouchsafed thee to me and ordained that, even as we left our father together, so together shall we return to him!", "start_byte": 398314, "end_byte": 398454, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 333.20001220703125, "end_time": 345.44000244140625, "cut_start_time": 333.63501220703125, "cut_end_time": 343.63007470703127, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Of a truth my brother Sharrkan gave me in marriage to this Chamberlain that he might carry me to my father. And this is what befel me from first to last; so now tell me how it hath fared with thee since I left thee.", "start_byte": 398471, "end_byte": 398687, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 347.79998779296875, "end_time": 366.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 348.0049877929688, "cut_end_time": 365.0100502929688, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Of a truth, O my sister, this Fireman hath dealt with me in such benevolent wise as would not lover with lass nor sire with son, for that he fasted and gave me to eat, and he walked whilst he made me ride; and I owe my life to him.", "start_byte": 398967, "end_byte": 399199, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 389.20001220703125, "end_time": 410.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 389.4750122070313, "cut_end_time": 409.3000122070313, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Allah willing, we will requite him for all this, according to our power.", "start_byte": 399211, "end_byte": 399284, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 412.0799865722656, "end_time": 419.4800109863281, "cut_start_time": 412.3349865722656, "cut_end_time": 419.15011157226564, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Take thy reward for glad tidings, O face of good omen! It was thy hand reunited me with my brother; so the purse I gave thee and all in it are thine. But now go to thy master and bring him quickly to me.", "start_byte": 399370, "end_byte": 399574, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 426.9200134277344, "end_time": 445.5199890136719, "cut_start_time": 427.2250134277344, "cut_end_time": 444.3400134277344, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Know, O Chamberlain, that thou hast married no slave girl; far from it, thou hast taken to wife the daughter of King Omar bin al-Nu'uman for I am Nuzhat al- Zaman, and this is my brother, Zau al-Makan.", "start_byte": 399818, "end_byte": 400020, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 467.7200012207031, "end_time": 485.2799987792969, "cut_start_time": 467.99500122070316, "cut_end_time": 484.36000122070317, "narrative_prediction": {"added": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"We are now near our country and I would be left alone with my brother, that we may enjoy each other's company and take our fill of it ere we reach Baghdad; for we have been parted a long, long time.", "start_byte": 400515, "end_byte": 400714, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 527.6799926757812, "end_time": 546.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 528.1449926757813, "cut_end_time": 544.5401176757813, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Be it as thou biddest,", "start_byte": 400716, "end_byte": 400739, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 546.0800170898438, "end_time": 548.0, "cut_start_time": 546.3250170898438, "cut_end_time": 547.8500170898437, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Bid the Eunuch bring me the Fireman and give him a horse to ride and ration him with a tray of food morning and evening, and let him be forbidden to leave us.", "start_byte": 401007, "end_byte": 401166, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 569.719970703125, "end_time": 582.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 569.994970703125, "cut_end_time": 581.960095703125, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I hear and I obey;", "start_byte": 401254, "end_byte": 401273, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 590.0, "end_time": 592.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 590.405, "cut_end_time": 591.8000625, "narrative_prediction": {"replied": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Indeed, I warned him for the love of Allah, but he would not listen to me; Oh would I knew what is become of him!", "start_byte": 401576, "end_byte": 401690, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 618.1599731445312, "end_time": 628.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 618.5749731445313, "cut_end_time": 627.8700981445313, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"Verily he knoweth not the value of the good offices I have done him! I believe he hath denounced me to the Eunuch (hence these pages et about me) and he hath made me an accomplice in his crime.", "start_byte": 402311, "end_byte": 402505, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 680.0399780273438, "end_time": 696.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 680.1949780273437, "cut_end_time": 694.8401030273437, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Who was it recited the verses? O liar! why didst thou say, 'I never repeated these couplets, nor do I know who repeated them;' when it was thy companion? But now I will not leave thee between this place and Baghdad, and what betideth thy comrade shall betide thee.", "start_byte": 402554, "end_byte": 402819, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 700.4000244140625, "end_time": 723.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 700.6950244140626, "cut_end_time": 721.4800244140625, "narrative_prediction": {}}, {"text": "\"What I feared hath befallen me.", "start_byte": 402840, "end_byte": 402872, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 725.5999755859375, "end_time": 728.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 725.9749755859375, "cut_end_time": 727.8901005859375, "narrative_prediction": {"quoth": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"'Twas as I feared the coming ills discerning: * But unto Allah we are all returning.\"", "start_byte": 402905, "end_byte": 402991, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 731.4400024414062, "end_time": 738.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 731.8650024414063, "cut_end_time": 737.8100649414063, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Take him off the ass.", "start_byte": 403039, "end_byte": 403061, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 743.3599853515625, "end_time": 745.52001953125, "cut_start_time": 743.6649853515626, "cut_end_time": 744.9101103515625, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"If a hair of him be lost, you will be lost with it.", "start_byte": 403207, "end_byte": 403259, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 757.4400024414062, "end_time": 761.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 757.7950024414063, "cut_end_time": 761.4700649414062, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"O Chief, I am neither this youth's brother nor am I akin to him, nor is he sib to me; but I was a Fireman in a Hammam and found him cast out, in his sickness, on the dung heap.", "start_byte": 403448, "end_byte": 403625, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 776.9199829101562, "end_time": 792.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 777.1849829101562, "cut_end_time": 792.0501079101563, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"Thou disturbedst our mistress by reciting verses, thou and this youth: but fear nothing for thy self;", "start_byte": 403792, "end_byte": 403894, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 806.47998046875, "end_time": 816.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 806.83498046875, "cut_end_time": 815.08010546875, "narrative_prediction": {"said": {"id": "1", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"What is the matter and what are these troops, that ye do this with us?", "start_byte": 405549, "end_byte": 405620, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 949.5999755859375, "end_time": 955.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 949.8949755859376, "cut_end_time": 954.7500380859375, "narrative_prediction": {"cried": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"Who art thou; and whence comest thou, and whither art thou bound?", "start_byte": 405634, "end_byte": 405700, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 956.4400024414062, "end_time": 961.8400268554688, "cut_start_time": 956.7350024414063, "cut_end_time": 961.2700649414063, "narrative_prediction": {"asked": {"id": "2", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"I am the Chamberlain of the Emir of Damascus, King Sharrkan, son of Omar bin al-Nu'uman, Lord of Baghdad and of the land of Khorasan, and I bring tribute and presents from him to his father in Baghdad.", "start_byte": 405719, "end_byte": 405921, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 963.47998046875, "end_time": 980.6400146484375, "cut_start_time": 963.88498046875, "cut_end_time": 979.08010546875, "narrative_prediction": {"answered": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"In very sooth King Omar is dead and he died not but of poison. So fare ye forwards; no harm shall befal you till you join his Grand Wazir, Dandan.", "start_byte": 406027, "end_byte": 406174, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 989.47998046875, "end_time": 1003.239990234375, "cut_start_time": 989.73498046875, "cut_end_time": 1002.33004296875, "narrative_prediction": {"saying": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 9}}}, {"text": "\"Oh for our disappointment in this our journey!", "start_byte": 406241, "end_byte": 406288, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1009.0399780273438, "end_time": 1012.9600219726562, "cut_start_time": 1009.4249780273437, "cut_end_time": 1012.4101030273438, "narrative_prediction": {"exclaimed": {"id": "0", "type": "verb", "confidence": 10}}}, {"text": "\"King Omar is dead by poison, and upon his dying the folk fell out amongst themselves as to who should succeed him, until they were like to slay one another on this account; but the notables and grandees and the four Kazis interposed and all the people agreed to refer the matter to the decision of the four judges and that none should gainsay them. So it was agreed that we go to Damascus and fetch thence the King's son, Sharrkan, and make him Sultan over his father's realm. And amongst them were some who would have chosen the cadet, Zau Al-Makan, for, quoth they, his name be Light of the Place, and he hath a sister Nuzhat al-Zaman hight, the Delight of the Time; but they set out five years ago for Al-Hijaz and none wotteth what is become of them.", "start_byte": 406792, "end_byte": 407547, "is_quote": true, "start_time": 1051.8399658203125, "end_time": 1113.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 1052.1549658203123, "cut_end_time": 1112.5000908203124, "narrative_prediction": {}}], "narrations": [{"text": " Then quoth she to the Eunuch,", "start_byte": 394968, "end_byte": 394998, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 41.040000915527344, "end_time": 43.91999816894531, "cut_start_time": 41.445000915527345, "cut_end_time": 43.210000915527345}, {"text": " The Eunuch did so, and Zau al-Makan sighed heavily and began repeating these couplets,[FN#317]", "start_byte": 395091, "end_byte": 395186, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 52.2400016784668, "end_time": 60.2400016784668, "cut_start_time": 52.8450016784668, "cut_end_time": 59.380064178466796}, {"text": "And also these,", "start_byte": 395724, "end_byte": 395739, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 106.08000183105469, "end_time": 108.4000015258789, "cut_start_time": 106.65500183105468, "cut_end_time": 107.73006433105468}, {"text": "When he had finished his verse, Nuzhat al-Zaman lifted up a skirt of the litter curtain and looked at him. As soon as her eyes fell on his face, she knew him for certain and cried out,", "start_byte": 396098, "end_byte": 396282, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 141.16000366210938, "end_time": 155.8800048828125, "cut_start_time": 141.85500366210937, "cut_end_time": 155.31006616210936}, {"text": " He also looked at her and knew her and cried out,", "start_byte": 396314, "end_byte": 396364, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 159.55999755859375, "end_time": 164.32000732421875, "cut_start_time": 160.11499755859376, "cut_end_time": 164.02012255859376}, {"text": " Then she threw herself upon him and he gathered her to his bosom and the twain fell down in a fainting-fit. When the Eunuch saw this case, he wondered at them; and throwing over them somewhat to cover them, waited till they should recover. After a while they came to themselves, and Nuzhat al-Zaman rejoiced with exceeding joy: oppression and depression left her and gladness took the mastery of her, and she repeated these verses,", "start_byte": 396398, "end_byte": 396830, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 168.67999267578125, "end_time": 205.60000610351562, "cut_start_time": 169.38499267578123, "cut_end_time": 204.00011767578124}, {"text": "\"Time sware my life should fare in woeful waste; * Forsworn art Time, expiate thy sin in haste![FN#318] Comes weal and comes a welcome friend to aid; * To him who brings good news, rise, gird thy waist I spurned old world tales of Eden bliss; * Till came I Kausar[FN#319] on those lips", "start_byte": 396832, "end_byte": 397117, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 205.60000610351562, "end_time": 233.1199951171875, "cut_start_time": 205.95500610351561, "cut_end_time": 230.97000610351563}, {"text": "When Zau al-Makan heard this, he pressed his sister to his breast; tears streamed from his eyes for excess of joy and he repeated these couplets,[FN#320]", "start_byte": 397119, "end_byte": 397272, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 233.1199951171875, "end_time": 245.75999450683594, "cut_start_time": 233.7549951171875, "cut_end_time": 245.0800576171875}, {"text": "They sat awhile at the litter door till she said to him,", "start_byte": 397641, "end_byte": 397697, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 278.79998779296875, "end_time": 283.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 279.6449877929688, "cut_end_time": 283.4101127929688}, {"text": " So they entered and Zau al-Maken said,", "start_byte": 397811, "end_byte": 397850, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 291.9599914550781, "end_time": 295.67999267578125, "cut_start_time": 292.4649914550781, "cut_end_time": 295.21005395507814}, {"text": " Accordingly she told him all that had come to her since their separation at the Khan and what had happened to her with the Badawi; how the merchant had bought her of him and had taken her to her brother Sharrkan and had sold her to him; how he had freed her at the time of buying; how he had made a marriage contract with her and had gone in to her and how the King, their sire, had sent and asked for her from Sharrkan. 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She praised the Stoker for this and Zau al-Makan added,", "start_byte": 398688, "end_byte": 398966, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 366.0799865722656, "end_time": 389.20001220703125, "cut_start_time": 366.57498657226563, "cut_end_time": 388.76011157226566}, {"text": " Said she,", "start_byte": 399200, "end_byte": 399210, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 410.5199890136719, "end_time": 412.0799865722656, "cut_start_time": 410.9449890136719, "cut_end_time": 411.6400515136719}, {"text": " Then she called the Eunuch, who came and kissed Zau al- Makan's hand, and she said,", "start_byte": 399285, "end_byte": 399369, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 419.4800109863281, "end_time": 426.9200134277344, "cut_start_time": 419.45501098632815, "cut_end_time": 426.41007348632814}, {"text": " The Castrato rejoiced and, going in to the Chamberlain, him to his mistress. Accordingly, he came in to his wife and finding Zau al-Makan with her, asked who he was. So she told him all that had befallen them both, first and last, and added,", "start_byte": 399575, "end_byte": 399817, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 445.5199890136719, "end_time": 467.7200012207031, "cut_start_time": 445.77498901367187, "cut_end_time": 467.0101140136719}, {"text": " When the Chamberlain heard the story he knew it to be sooth, and its manifest truth appeared to him and he was certified that he was become King Omar bin al-Nu'uman's son in law, so he said to himself, \" 'Twill be my fate to be made viceroy of some province.\"[FN#321] Then he went up to Zau al-Makan and gave him joy of his safety and reunion with his sister, and bade his servants forthwith make him ready a tent and one of the best of his own horses to ride. Thereupon said Nuzhat al-Zaman,", "start_byte": 400021, "end_byte": 400514, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 485.2799987792969, "end_time": 527.6799926757812, "cut_start_time": 486.0449987792969, "cut_end_time": 527.2000612792968}, {"text": "", "start_byte": 400715, "end_byte": 400715, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 546.0800170898438, "end_time": 546.0800170898438, "cut_start_time": 546.0550170898438, "cut_end_time": 546.1800795898438}, {"text": " replied the Chamberlain, and, going forth from them, sent them wax candles and various kinds of sweetmeats, together with three suits of the costliest for Zau al-Makan. Then he returned to the litter and related the good he had done and Nuzhat al-Zaman said to him,", "start_byte": 400740, "end_byte": 401006, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 548.0, "end_time": 569.719970703125, "cut_start_time": 548.135, "cut_end_time": 568.98}, {"text": " The Chamberlain called the Castrato and charged him to do accordingly; so he replied,", "start_byte": 401167, "end_byte": 401253, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 582.760009765625, "end_time": 590.0, "cut_start_time": 583.325009765625, "cut_end_time": 589.850009765625}, {"text": " and he took his pages with him and went out in search of the Stoker till he found him in the rear of the caravan, girthing his ass and preparing for flight. The tears were running adown his cheeks, out of fear for his life and grief for his separation from Zau al-Makan; and he was saying to himself,", "start_byte": 401274, "end_byte": 401575, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 592.4400024414062, "end_time": 618.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 593.0650024414062, "cut_end_time": 617.4000024414063}, {"text": " Ere he had done speaking the Eunuch was standing by his head whilst the pages surrounded him The Fireman turned and seeing the Eunuch and the pages gathered around him became yellow with fear, \u2014 And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.", "start_byte": 401691, "end_byte": 401963, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 628.4400024414062, "end_time": 652.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 628.6750024414063, "cut_end_time": 651.9600649414062}, {"text": "When it was the Seventy-sixth Night,", "start_byte": 401965, "end_byte": 402001, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 652.760009765625, "end_time": 655.1599731445312, "cut_start_time": 652.895009765625, "cut_end_time": 654.9300097656251}, {"text": "She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that when the Stoker girthed his ass for flight and bespake himself, saying,", "start_byte": 402003, "end_byte": 402128, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 655.1599731445312, "end_time": 665.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 655.3549731445313, "cut_end_time": 665.1900356445312}, {"text": "; ere he had done speaking the Castrato was standing by his head and his side muscles quivered for fear and he lifted up his voice and cried,", "start_byte": 402169, "end_byte": 402310, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 669.4400024414062, "end_time": 680.0, "cut_start_time": 669.7450024414063, "cut_end_time": 679.6200024414063}, {"text": " Then the effeminated one cried at him, saying,", "start_byte": 402506, "end_byte": 402553, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 696.4000244140625, "end_time": 700.4000244140625, "cut_start_time": 696.8550244140625, "cut_end_time": 699.9000869140625}, {"text": " Quoth the Fireman,", "start_byte": 402820, "end_byte": 402839, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 723.3599853515625, "end_time": 725.5999755859375, "cut_start_time": 724.2849853515626, "cut_end_time": 725.2000478515625}, {"text": " And he repeated this couplet,", "start_byte": 402873, "end_byte": 402903, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 728.4000244140625, "end_time": 731.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 728.8150244140626, "cut_end_time": 730.7700869140625}, {"text": "Then the Eunuch cried upon the pages, saying,", "start_byte": 402993, "end_byte": 403038, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 738.8400268554688, "end_time": 743.3599853515625, "cut_start_time": 739.4550268554688, "cut_end_time": 742.3900268554688}, {"text": " So they carried him along with the caravan, surrounded by the pages, as the white contains the black of the eye; and the Castrato said to them,", "start_byte": 403062, "end_byte": 403206, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 745.52001953125, "end_time": 757.4400024414062, "cut_start_time": 746.15501953125, "cut_end_time": 756.53008203125}, {"text": " And he bade them privily treat him with honour and not humiliate him. But when the Stoker saw himself beset by the pages, he despaired of his life and turning to the Eunuch, said to him,", "start_byte": 403260, "end_byte": 403447, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 761.9600219726562, "end_time": 776.9199829101562, "cut_start_time": 762.4650219726562, "cut_end_time": 776.4000219726563}, {"text": " Then the caravan fared on and the Stoker wept and imagined in himself a thousand things, whilst the Eunuch walked by his side and told him nothing, but said to him,", "start_byte": 403626, "end_byte": 403791, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 792.8400268554688, "end_time": 806.47998046875, "cut_start_time": 793.4150268554688, "cut_end_time": 805.3400268554688}, {"text": " and kept laughing at him the while to himself. Whenever the caravan halted, they served him with food, and he and the Castrato ate from one dish.[FN#322] Then the Eunuch bade his lads bring a gugglet of sugared sherbet and, after drinking himself, gave it to the Fireman, who drank; but all the while his tears never dried, out of fear for his life and grief for his separation from Zau al-Makan and for what had befallen them in their strangerhood. So they both travelled on with the caravan, whilst the Chamberlain now rode by the door of his wife's litter, in attendance on Zau al-Makan and his sister, and now gave an eye to the Fireman; and Nuzhat al-Zaman and her brother occupied themselves with converse and mutual condolence; and they ceased not after this fashion till they came within three days' journey from Baghdad. Here they alighted at eventide and rested till the morning morrowed; and as they awoke and they were about to load the beasts, behold, there appeared afar off a great cloud of dust that darkened the firmament till it became black as gloomiest night.[FN#323] Thereupon the Chamberlain cried out to them,", "start_byte": 403895, "end_byte": 405028, "is_quote": false, "start_time": 816.0800170898438, "end_time": 906.760009765625, "cut_start_time": 816.7250170898437, "cut_end_time": 906.2300795898437}, {"text": "; then, mounting with his Mamelukes, rode forward in the direction of the dust cloud. When they drew near, suddenly appeared under it a numerous conquering host like the full tide sea, with flags and standards, drums and kettledrums, horsemen and footmen. 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