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"How do you do, Diamond?" He left Diamond on the box. From then on we travel by land until-well until you get to the place where you are going. "Yes. "That isn't a shadow. After that-well, we shall trust to luck for what we shall find." Where do you live?" "Yes. "Shadow!" yelled Tom, unconsciously adding to the din that seemed to pervade every part of the camp. At the same moment the bell sounded deep in the wood, so clear and solemnly that five or six determined to penetrate somewhat further. Then night settled down. Tom turned in time to see the poor fellow's struggles, and at the same time there was a swirl in the water and a black object shot forward. What does it mean? | 207 | 207_131203_000029_000001 | male | |
But there is not one of them to mend another.--Have you read Markham?" said Miss Vernon. "There he goes," said the young lady, following him with eyes in which disdain was admirably painted-"the prince of grooms and cock fighters, and blackguard horse coursers. His drooping brush, his soiled appearance, and jaded trot, proclaimed his fate impending; and the carrion crow, which hovered over him, already considered poor Reynard as soon to be his prey. "But I think this is where they are most likely to grow, Uncle," persisted the girl, "just consider. You've charged them twice." The mode had been introduced while I was in France, and was perfectly new to me. | 5246 | 5246_5084_000016_000001 | male | |
He had decided that, although he was not particularly youthful, the language and manner of a respectful son to a revered father would best befit the occasion. "Do what?" There is no faith but faith-faith which is courage...." Now the door would be closed and Graham and Helen were alone together; they seemed sharply marked off then from all the unprecedented world storm that rushed together without, vividly aware of one another, only concerned with one another. As you did last time! Perhaps some power unseen and unsuspected propelled them all. "We cannot mount them-in half an hour." Not knowing the Gospel method of blotting out the latter, their one resource lay in obliterating the former. | 1603 | 1603_140931_000055_000001 | male | |
"Well then," I replied, "if you don't want to welcome them aboard the Nautilus, you'd better take some precautions!" "Very pressing. During this whole time of low tide, the islanders lurked near the Nautilus, but they weren't boisterous. I climbed onto the platform. I ventured a knock at the door opening into the captain's stateroom. But when the first islander laid hands on the companionway railing, he was flung backward by some invisible power, lord knows what! Besides, it was the last day the Nautilus would spend in these waterways, if, tomorrow, it still floated off to the open sea as Captain Nemo had promised. | 835 | 835_130876_000031_000000 | male | |
Nothing less than the resignation of his beloved Clichy was now asked of him by this friend to whom he owed so much. Nearly all the priests of Paris had passed through his hands at the ordination retreats and those who belonged to the "Tuesday Conferences" were intimately known to him. Huddled together in damp and filthy prisons, crawling with vermin, covered with sores and ulcers, brawling, blaspheming and fighting, the galley slaves made a picture suggestive only of Hell. | 7981 | 7981_112056_000006_000001 | male | |
"I do." "Nothing more. "You told me to do it." "Yes. "Yes. Now, what is it all about?" "Anything else?" "Yes, sir." "Sure, phat could Oi do? "May I ask where you got the stuff?" "Mighty pale, ain't she?" The crowd arose to gaze at the girl and to pass various comments. "Yes. "Neither do I," answered the guardian of the law, with a shrug of his shoulders, as if it was none of his especial business, We could chat over old times-I'll order an extra supper-" Then the jurors filed out into a side room, the door to which was tightly closed. "That's so-an' we want plain facts," put in an old farmer, sitting well up front. CHAPTER eleven | 6701 | 6701_71402_000044_000000 | male | |
Good. How about those muffins you had this morning for breakfast, and that cake last night? "Good! He seized an axe and in a couple of chops felled a tree. All hyperspace ships, and all nuclear weapons.... Holy smoke! Any dissent? That was safe. But no one can Reach that Beautiful Country because of these Destroying Sands Section Two: Every planetary government to be sovereign in its own internal affairs.... "I can't explain it, myself." "They know," Javasan said. "Freedmen, I mean?" By the time they retired for coffee and brandy to the parlor where the conference was to be held, the Lords ex Masters were almost friendly. "Good heavens!" Erskyll began, indignantly. | 5717 | 5717_100145_000002_000001 | male | |
You might have stayed away, I suppose, if you would?" "They are like imprisoned singing birds," replied I, "condemned to wear out their lives in confinement, which they try to beguile by the exercise of accomplishments which would have adorned society had they been left at large." I was bound in point of honour to follow, and was in a moment again at her side. Amidst some remnants of old armour, which had, perhaps, served against the Scotch, hung the more valued weapons of silvan war, cross bows, guns of various device and construction, nets, fishing rods, otter spears, hunting poles, with many other singular devices, and engines for taking or killing game. "Mystery!" cried Uncle john. | 5246 | 5246_5084_000027_000005 | male | |
From this time he believed he was the only person in the world who had the secret of opening the cave, and that all the treasure was at his sole disposal. He then made the best of his way to town. The robber saluted him, bidding him good morrow; and, perceiving that he was old, said, "Honest man, you begin to work very early: is it possible that one of your age can see so well? He himself set them the example, and they all returned as they had come. The sight of all these riches made him suppose that this cave must have been occupied for ages by robbers, who had succeeded one another. | 8474 | 8474_281188_000051_000003 | male | |
I then, however, examined it with attention, and found it, to my great relief, uninjured. What could it be? My implements were all safe, and, fortunately, I had lost neither ballast nor provisions. From behind the huge bulk of one of those sharply defined masses of cloud already mentioned, was seen slowly to emerge into an open area of blue space, a queer, heterogeneous, but apparently solid substance, so oddly shaped, so whimsically put together, as not to be in any manner comprehended, and never to be sufficiently admired, by the host of sturdy burghers who stood open mouthed below. | 6373 | 6373_65772_000023_000001 | female | |
CHAPTER three. No, I won't. I know his tricks now." GRIT WINS THE BATTLE Tad, however, forewarned, had freed his left foot from the stirrup and was standing easily over his fallen mount, eyes fixed on the beast's ears, ready to resume his position at the first sign of a quiver of those ears. Tad shook out the rein, at the same time giving a gentle pressure to the rowels of his spurs. "mr 'Here! where's the butler? "Wait. Tad suddenly allowed the head to touch the ground, after the pony had lain pinned at his feet, breathing hard for a full minute. | 64 | 64_73712_000005_000000 | female | |
I hurried to the door and when I opened it saw a woman standing in the dark hall. I'd be ever so pleased. I wanted to cross the footlights and help the slim waisted Armand in the frilled shirt to convince her that there was still loyalty and devotion in the world. The actress who played Marguerite was even then old-fashioned, though historic. How did she first come to the Caves of Kor, and what was her real religion? There was a note on the programme, saying that the "incidental music" would be from the opera "Traviata," which was made from the same story as the play. | 1913 | 1913_147989_000004_000003 | male | |
They understood. Not a little tuppenny damn. What the devil does it matter to me whether I get into Parliament or not? The agent, not being versed in speculations regarding the attributes of the Deity, stared; then, disinclined to commit himself, took refuge in platitude. "Besides," said Miss Winwood, "let us hope it won't affect votes. His orchestration is distinguished by its clarity, power and exquisite coloring. I don't think it would be a bad move to make a special reference to it. 'The spoiled minion of the Almighty's ante chamber.' It'll become historical." Nothing. | 7594 | 7594_81881_000091_000001 | female | |
"Oh, nothing to thank for!" she answered, but drew a long sigh, and walked on. Oeyvind did not see him when he came out after dinner, and thought immediately of the fox. Why should he not climb up and help himself? What was the great owl trying to get at, when the precious fish were all spread out before her? He concluded that they were still in the basket, and that the owl was trying to get at them. says the cock." "Oh, the goat, the goat!" It was as if the touch of that shadow had loosed a powerful spring. He drew back hastily and sat down on his tail, ears cocked and head tilted to one side, to consider. Beneath the bank was an old musquash hole which he was well acquainted with. | 7061 | 7061_85635_000058_000000 | male | |
think! It could sail round a lake, and sail round the world-a strange craft with two objects, good for a pond and good for a storm. There was beginning to be felt that deep and sombrous melancholy which might be called anxiety for the absent sun Since that period what is called Roman cement has been made of the Portland stone-a useful industry, enriching the district, and disfiguring the bay. Almost all the Portland creeks have sand bars; and in heavy weather the sea becomes very rough, and, to pass in safety, much skill and practice are necessary. With no wind from the sea, the water of the creek was calm. | 5123 | 5123_29120_000021_000001 | male | |
"Do you mean to say that a Presidential campaign does not keep your nerve centres in a constant state of pleasurable titillation? You wouldn't yourself rent a furnished residence to a man whose children were known to have built bonfires in the parlor of their last known home, would you?" If he has children, the voters are perfectly justified in asking what kind of children they are, since the voters own the White House furniture, and if the Jim Jones children wipe their feet on plush chairs, and shoot holes in the paintings with their bean snappers and putty blowers, Uncle Sam, as a landlord and owner of the premises, ought to be warned beforehand. | 4064 | 4064_77779_000006_000001 | female | |
"How is that?" "Not exactly," replied the mendicant. A week or so ago, mr Thornton Lyne, your employer, was found dead in Hyde Park. "For what?" "The invitations are given for this evening," said the coadjutor, "but the violins will not begin to play until to morrow morning." Ling Chu on the contrary had a penchant for buses and seemed to enjoy them. "What do you mean by that?" "Yes, but I make hereby a vow in your presence, to employ all that remains to me in pious works." "You are making a mistake." | 2010 | 2010_121416_000093_000000 | female | |
"Victory?" Abruptly it was perfectly clear to him that this revolt against Ostrog was premature, foredoomed to failure, the impulse of passionate inadequacy against inevitable things. "Smashed?" In a short time he had the satisfaction of hearing Lippy attempt, of her own accord, to sing one of the hymns that had taken her fancy. While he was still hesitating there came an agitated messenger with news that the foremost aeroplanes were passing over Madrid. After all-. | 1603 | 1603_139325_000017_000001 | male | |
That speech pleased Uncle john, and as the hardware merchant bowed and turned away, mr Merrick said in his cheeriest tones: "He's quite right, my dears, and we're lucky to have found such a fine, roomy place for our establishment. It stands for financial success, I understand; but I'll bet you never made your money doing such fool things as establishing newspapers in graveyards." They found the office a busy place. "I do," was the cheerful reply. | 1472 | 1472_285314_000028_000000 | female | |
"Who does?" "Good evening. Even old Diogenes, who spent his life looking for an honest man, would have to admit every four years that he could spot him instantly by merely coming to this country and taking his choice from among the several candidates." "I don't know yet. I fairly gloat over these quadrennial political campaigns of ours. "A what?" cried the Idiot's fellow boarders in unison. You know well enough that he either never did what is charged against him, or at least that the story is greatly exaggerated-he may have stuck a pin into the cook, and played some boyish trick upon some of his relatives-but the story on the face of it is untrue and therefore harmless. | 4064 | 4064_77779_000013_000001 | female |
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