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"Such a thrill as went up and down my back, Marilla! I don't think I'd ever really believed until then that there was honestly going to be a picnic. I couldn't help fearing I'd only imagined it. But when a minister says a thing in the pulpit you just have to believe it." | Anne Shirley | the picnic from the pulpit.<|quote|>"Such a thrill as went up and down my back, Marilla! I don't think I'd ever really believed until then that there was honestly going to be a picnic. I couldn't help fearing I'd only imagined it. But when a minister says a thing in the pulpit you just have to believe it."</|quote|>"Yo... | excitement when the minister announced the picnic from the pulpit.<|quote|>"Such a thrill as went up and down my back, Marilla! I don't think I'd ever really believed until then that there was honestly going to be a picnic. I couldn't help fearing I'd only imagined it. But when a minister says a thing in the pulpit you... | raining until and over Wednesday that Marilla made her sew an extra patchwork square by way of steadying her nerves. On Sunday Anne confided to Marilla on the way home from church that she grew actually cold all over with excitement when the minister announced the picnic from the pulpit.<|quote|>"Such a thrill as went ... | hold your tongue for the same length of time." Anne held her tongue as desired. But for the rest of the week she talked picnic and thought picnic and dreamed picnic. On Saturday it rained and she worked herself up into such a frantic state lest it should keep on raining until and over Wednesday that Marilla made her se... | through it, but I'm certain it would be a lifelong sorrow. It wouldn't matter if I got to a hundred picnics in after years; they wouldn't make up for missing this one. They're going to have boats on the Lake of Shining Waters--and ice cream, as I told you. I have never tasted ice cream. Diana tried to explain what it w... | lamp they once had. But it's nice to imagine the fairies lost it one night when they had a ball, so we call it the fairy glass. Matthew is going to make us a table. Oh, we have named that little round pool over in Mr. Barry's field Willowmere. I got that name out of the book Diana lent me. That was a thrilling book, Ma... | not stop in the middle of things to let your thoughts rove all over creation. Now, get out your patchwork and have your square done before teatime." "I do _not_ like patchwork," said Anne dolefully, hunting out her workbasket and sitting down before a little heap of red and white diamonds with a sigh. "I think some kin... | think I am? I look at my elbows every morning when I get up to see if any dimples are coming. Diana is having a new dress made with elbow sleeves. She is going to wear it to the picnic. Oh, I do hope it will be fine next Wednesday. I don't feel that I could endure the disappointment if anything happened to prevent me f... | Anne Of Green Gables | excitement when the minister announced the picnic from the pulpit.<|quote|>"Such a thrill as went up and down my back, Marilla! I don't think I'd ever really believed until then that there was honestly going to be a picnic. I couldn't help fearing I'd only imagined it. But when a minister says a thing in the pulpit you... | {
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said Anne resolutely. | No speaker | "You mustn't sell Green Gables,"<|quote|>said Anne resolutely.</|quote|>"Oh, Anne, I wish I | broke down and wept bitterly. "You mustn't sell Green Gables,"<|quote|>said Anne resolutely.</|quote|>"Oh, Anne, I wish I didn't have to. But you | be enough for me to live on I reckon. I'm thankful you're provided for with that scholarship, Anne. I'm sorry you won't have a home to come to in your vacations, that's all, but I suppose you'll manage somehow." Marilla broke down and wept bitterly. "You mustn't sell Green Gables,"<|quote|>said Anne resolutely.</|quote... | would want to buy it. Every cent of our money went in that bank; and there's some notes Matthew gave last fall to pay. Mrs. Lynde advises me to sell the farm and board somewhere--with her I suppose. It won't bring much--it's small and the buildings are old. But it'll be enough for me to live on I reckon. I'm thankful y... | aright. "Oh, Marilla, you don't mean to sell Green Gables!" "Anne, I don't know what else is to be done. I've thought it all over. If my eyes were strong I could stay here and make out to look after things and manage, with a good hired man. But as it is I can't. I may lose my sight altogether; and anyway I'll not be fi... | alone with her tears and her heaviness of heart. How sadly things had changed since she had sat there the night after coming home! Then she had been full of hope and joy and the future had looked rosy with promise. Anne felt as if she had lived years since then, but before she went to bed there was a smile on her lips ... | and John. I'd forgotten myself. But it all came back to me when I saw Gilbert last Sunday." CHAPTER XXXVIII. The Bend in the road |MARILLA went to town the next day and returned in the evening. Anne had gone over to Orchard Slope with Diana and came back to find Marilla in the kitchen, sitting by the table with her hea... | "What did Mr. Sadler want, Marilla?" Marilla sat down by the window and looked at Anne. There were tears in her eyes in defiance of the oculist's prohibition and her voice broke as she said: "He heard that I was going to sell Green Gables and he wants to buy it." "Buy it! Buy Green Gables?" Anne wondered if she had hea... | Anne Of Green Gables | broke down and wept bitterly. "You mustn't sell Green Gables,"<|quote|>said Anne resolutely.</|quote|>"Oh, Anne, I wish I didn't have to. But you | {
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"You can go in if you want to. I wouldn't dare. And I don't believe you'll do a bit of good." | Diana Barry | in the room," said Diana.<|quote|>"You can go in if you want to. I wouldn't dare. And I don't believe you'll do a bit of good."</|quote|>With this encouragement Anne bearded | in confessing, fortunately." "Well, she's in the room," said Diana.<|quote|>"You can go in if you want to. I wouldn't dare. And I don't believe you'll do a bit of good."</|quote|>With this encouragement Anne bearded the lion in its den--that | you alive!" "Don't frighten me any more than I am frightened," implored Anne. "I'd rather walk up to a cannon's mouth. But I've got to do it, Diana. It was my fault and I've got to confess. I've had practice in confessing, fortunately." "Well, she's in the room," said Diana.<|quote|>"You can go in if you want to. I wou... | Anne. "It's likely I'd do such a thing, isn't it?" said Diana with just scorn. "I'm no telltale, Anne Shirley, and anyhow I was just as much to blame as you." "Well, I'm going in to tell her myself," said Anne resolutely. Diana stared. "Anne Shirley, you'd never! why--she'll eat you alive!" "Don't frighten me any more ... | Diana met her at the kitchen door. "Your Aunt Josephine was very cross about it, wasn't she?" whispered Anne. "Yes," answered Diana, stifling a giggle with an apprehensive glance over her shoulder at the closed sitting-room door. "She was fairly dancing with rage, Anne. Oh, how she scolded. She said I was the worst-beh... | but I'm a pretty good judge of human nature, that's what." "I'm such an unlucky girl," mourned Anne. "I'm always getting into scrapes myself and getting my best friends--people I'd shed my heart's blood for--into them too. Can you tell me why it is so, Mrs. Lynde?" "It's because you're too heedless and impulsive, child... | soon. She's awfully prim and proper and she'll scold dreadfully about this, I know. Well, we'll have to sleep with Minnie May--and you can't think how she kicks." Miss Josephine Barry did not appear at the early breakfast the next morning. Mrs. Barry smiled kindly at the two little girls. "Did you have a good time last... | to stay for a month, but she declares she won't stay another day and is going right back to town tomorrow, Sunday and all as it is. She'd have gone today if they could have taken her. She had promised to pay for a quarter's music lessons for Diana, but now she is determined to do nothing at all for such a tomboy. Oh, I... | Anne Of Green Gables | in confessing, fortunately." "Well, she's in the room," said Diana.<|quote|>"You can go in if you want to. I wouldn't dare. And I don't believe you'll do a bit of good."</|quote|>With this encouragement Anne bearded the lion in its den--that | {
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said the Gryphon. | No speaker | curious as it can be,"<|quote|>said the Gryphon.</|quote|>"It all came different!" the | curious." "It's all about as curious as it can be,"<|quote|>said the Gryphon.</|quote|>"It all came different!" the Mock Turtle repeated thoughtfully. "I | listeners were perfectly quiet till she got to the part about her repeating "_You are old, Father William_," to the Caterpillar, and the words all coming different, and then the Mock Turtle drew a long breath, and said "That's very curious." "It's all about as curious as it can be,"<|quote|>said the Gryphon.</|quote|>"... | from the time when she first saw the White Rabbit. She was a little nervous about it just at first, the two creatures got so close to her, one on each side, and opened their eyes and mouths so _very_ wide, but she gained courage as she went on. Her listeners were perfectly quiet till she got to the part about her repea... | going a journey, I should say 'With what porpoise?'" "Don't you mean 'purpose'?" said Alice. "I mean what I say," the Mock Turtle replied in an offended tone. And the Gryphon added "Come, let's hear some of _your_ adventures." "I could tell you my adventures--beginning from this morning," said Alice a little timidly: "... | said Alice. "Why?" "_It does the boots and shoes_," the Gryphon replied very solemnly. Alice was thoroughly puzzled. "Does the boots and shoes!" she repeated in a wondering tone. "Why, what are _your_ shoes done with?" said the Gryphon. "I mean, what makes them so shiny?" Alice looked down at them, and considered a lit... | you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?" "You can really have no notion how delightful it will be When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!" "But the snail replied "Too far, too far!" and gave a look askance-- Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the d... | wash off in the sea. But they _have_ their tails in their mouths; and the reason is--" here the Mock Turtle yawned and shut his eyes.--" "Tell her about the reason and all that," he said to the Gryphon. "The reason is," said the Gryphon, "that they _would_ go with the lobsters to the dance. So they got thrown out to se... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | curious." "It's all about as curious as it can be,"<|quote|>said the Gryphon.</|quote|>"It all came different!" the Mock Turtle repeated thoughtfully. "I | {
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Farther down the passage Beaver examined his room, with the care of an experienced guest. There was no reading lamp. The inkpot was dry. The fire had been lit but had gone out. The bathroom, he had already discovered, was a great distance away, up a flight of turret steps. He did not at all like the look or feel of the... | No speaker | bad really. He's rather pathetic."<|quote|>Farther down the passage Beaver examined his room, with the care of an experienced guest. There was no reading lamp. The inkpot was dry. The fire had been lit but had gone out. The bathroom, he had already discovered, was a great distance away, up a flight of turret steps. He ... | She said, "Oh, it wasn't bad really. He's rather pathetic."<|quote|>Farther down the passage Beaver examined his room, with the care of an experienced guest. There was no reading lamp. The inkpot was dry. The fire had been lit but had gone out. The bathroom, he had already discovered, was a great distance away, up a fl... | dinner Tony came up behind Brenda as she sat at her dressing table and made a face over her shoulder in the glass. "I feel rather guilty about Beaver--going off and leaving you like that. You were heavenly to him." She said, "Oh, it wasn't bad really. He's rather pathetic."<|quote|>Farther down the passage Beaver exami... | nice about him. He's got a silly voice and a silly face, silly eyes and silly nose," John's voice fell into a liturgical sing-song, "silly feet and silly toes, silly head and silly clothes..." "Now you eat up your supper," said nanny.) * * * * * That evening before dinner Tony came up behind Brenda as she sat at her dr... | you talking like that?" "How old are you?" "Twenty-five. How old are you?" "What do you do?" "Nothing much." "Well, if I was you I'd do something and earn some money. Then you'd be able to hunt." "But I shouldn't be able to call people tarts." "I don't see any point in that anyway." (Later, in the nursery, while he was... | Billy Angmering?" "He's having a terrific walk out with a girl called Sheila Shrub." "And the Helm-Hubbards?" "That marriage isn't going too well either... Daisy has started a new restaurant. It's going very well... and there's a new night club called the Warren..." "Dear me," Brenda said at last. "What fun everyone se... | up by the evening train. Does he have to work on Monday morning?" "I shouldn't know." * * * * * Three-eighteen was far from being the most convenient time for arrival. One reached the house at about a quarter to four and if, like Beaver, one was a stranger, there was an awkward time until tea; but without Tony there to... | for tea. He apologized for not being at home to greet his guest and almost immediately went out again to interview the agent in his study. Brenda asked about London and what parties there were. Beaver was particularly knowledgeable. "Polly Cockpurse is having one soon." "Yes, I know." "Are you coming up for it?" "I don... | A Handful Of Dust | She said, "Oh, it wasn't bad really. He's rather pathetic."<|quote|>Farther down the passage Beaver examined his room, with the care of an experienced guest. There was no reading lamp. The inkpot was dry. The fire had been lit but had gone out. The bathroom, he had already discovered, was a great distance away, up a fl... | {
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"Well, I shan't go, at any rate," | Alice | miles high," added the Queen.<|quote|>"Well, I shan't go, at any rate,"</|quote|>said Alice: "besides, that's not | said the King. "Nearly two miles high," added the Queen.<|quote|>"Well, I shan't go, at any rate,"</|quote|>said Alice: "besides, that's not a regular rule: you invented | busily writing in his note-book, cackled out "Silence!" and read out from his book, "Rule Forty-two. _All persons more than a mile high to leave the court_." Everybody looked at Alice. "_I'm_ not a mile high," said Alice. "You are," said the King. "Nearly two miles high," added the Queen.<|quote|>"Well, I shan't go, at... | which word sounded best. Some of the jury wrote it down "important," and some "unimportant." Alice could see this, as she was near enough to look over their slates; "but it doesn't matter a bit," she thought to herself. At this moment the King, who had been for some time busily writing in his note-book, cackled out "Si... | roof of the court. "What do you know about this business?" the King said to Alice. "Nothing," said Alice. "Nothing _whatever?_" persisted the King. "Nothing whatever," said Alice. "That's very important," the King said, turning to the jury. They were just beginning to write this down on their slates, when the White Rab... | and she had a vague sort of idea that they must be collected at once and put back into the jury-box, or they would die. "The trial cannot proceed," said the King in a very grave voice, "until all the jurymen are back in their proper places--_all_," he repeated with great emphasis, looking hard at Alice as he said so. A... | out of sight before the officer could get to the door. "Call the next witness!" said the King. The next witness was the Duchess's cook. She carried the pepper-box in her hand, and Alice guessed who it was, even before she got into the court, by the way the people near the door began sneezing all at once. "Give your evi... | your pardon!" she exclaimed in a tone of great dismay, and began picking them up again as quickly as she could, for the accident of the goldfish kept running in her head, and she had a vague sort of idea that they must be collected at once and put back into the jury-box, or they would die. "The trial cannot proceed," s... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | said the King. "Nearly two miles high," added the Queen.<|quote|>"Well, I shan't go, at any rate,"</|quote|>said Alice: "besides, that's not a regular rule: you invented | {
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"But Bertram saw it all and he at once plunged into the current, exclaiming," | Anne Shirley | wild, mocking," ?Ha, ha, ha.'<|quote|>"But Bertram saw it all and he at once plunged into the current, exclaiming,"</|quote|>?I will save thee, my | over the brink with a wild, mocking," ?Ha, ha, ha.'<|quote|>"But Bertram saw it all and he at once plunged into the current, exclaiming,"</|quote|>?I will save thee, my peerless Geraldine.' "But alas, he | she vowed that she should never marry Bertram. But she pretended to be Geraldine's friend the same as ever. One evening they were standing on the bridge over a rushing turbulent stream and Cordelia, thinking they were alone, pushed Geraldine over the brink with a wild, mocking," ?Ha, ha, ha.'<|quote|>"But Bertram saw i... | But then, alas, shadows began to darken over their path. Cordelia was secretly in love with Bertram herself and when Geraldine told her about the engagement she was simply furious, especially when she saw the necklace and the diamond ring. All her affection for Geraldine turned to bitter hate and she vowed that she sho... | romantic one, so in the end I had to imagine it out as well as I could. I made it very flowery and poetical and Bertram went on his knees, although Ruby Gillis says it isn't done nowadays. Geraldine accepted him in a speech a page long. I can tell you I took a lot of trouble with that speech. I rewrote it five times an... | Geraldine?" asked Diana, who was beginning to feel rather interested in their fate. "They grew in beauty side by side until they were sixteen. Then Bertram DeVere came to their native village and fell in love with the fair Geraldine. He saved her life when her horse ran away with her in a carriage, and she fainted in h... | up, but I think that's ridiculous. I shall wait until I'm seventeen." "If I had Alice Bell's crooked nose," said Anne decidedly, "I wouldn't--but there! I won't say what I was going to because it was extremely uncharitable. Besides, I was comparing it with my own nose and that's vanity. I'm afraid I think too much abou... | I wanted something out of the common. Geraldine had an alabaster brow too. I've found out what an alabaster brow is. That is one of the advantages of being thirteen. You know so much more than you did when you were only twelve." "Well, what became of Cordelia and Geraldine?" asked Diana, who was beginning to feel rathe... | Anne Of Green Gables | over the brink with a wild, mocking," ?Ha, ha, ha.'<|quote|>"But Bertram saw it all and he at once plunged into the current, exclaiming,"</|quote|>?I will save thee, my peerless Geraldine.' "But alas, he | {
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"Oh, Marilla," | Anne Shirley | and somebody entered the room.<|quote|>"Oh, Marilla,"</|quote|>sobbed Anne, without looking up, | step sounded on the stairs and somebody entered the room.<|quote|>"Oh, Marilla,"</|quote|>sobbed Anne, without looking up, "I'm disgraced forever. I shall | tears under this double disgrace. "I couldn't--I had such a cold!" and with this she fairly fled to the gable chamber, where she cast herself on the bed and wept as one who refuses to be comforted. Presently a light step sounded on the stairs and somebody entered the room.<|quote|>"Oh, Marilla,"</|quote|>sobbed Anne, w... | on us, Anne, you've flavored that cake with _Anodyne Liniment_. I broke the liniment bottle last week and poured what was left into an old empty vanilla bottle. I suppose it's partly my fault--I should have warned you--but for pity's sake why couldn't you have smelled it?" Anne dissolved into tears under this double di... | anguish. "Oh, isn't it all right?" "All right! It's simply horrible. Mr. Allan, don't try to eat it. Anne, taste it yourself. What flavoring did you use?" "Vanilla," said Anne, her face scarlet with mortification after tasting the cake. "Only vanilla. Oh, Marilla, it must have been the baking powder. I had my suspicion... | in such a state of shyness and nervousness that Marilla had given him up in despair, but Anne took him in hand so successfully that he now sat at the table in his best clothes and white collar and talked to the minister not uninterestingly. He never said a word to Mrs. Allan, but that perhaps was not to be expected. Al... | preceding evening; but nothing short of absolute pneumonia could have quenched her interest in culinary matters that morning. After breakfast she proceeded to make her cake. When she finally shut the oven door upon it she drew a long breath. "I'm sure I haven't forgotten anything this time, Marilla. But do you think it... | her own, she made that tea table such a thing of beauty that when the minister and his wife sat down to it they exclaimed in chorus over it loveliness. "It's Anne's doings," said Marilla, grimly just; and Anne felt that Mrs. Allan's approving smile was almost too much happiness for this world. Matthew was there, having... | Anne Of Green Gables | step sounded on the stairs and somebody entered the room.<|quote|>"Oh, Marilla,"</|quote|>sobbed Anne, without looking up, "I'm disgraced forever. I shall | {
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"Well now, I ain't interfering. It ain't interfering to have your own opinion. And my opinion is that you ought to let Anne go." | Matthew Cuthbert | admitted Matthew. "Don't interfere then."<|quote|>"Well now, I ain't interfering. It ain't interfering to have your own opinion. And my opinion is that you ought to let Anne go."</|quote|>"You'd think I ought to | or me?" "Well now, you," admitted Matthew. "Don't interfere then."<|quote|>"Well now, I ain't interfering. It ain't interfering to have your own opinion. And my opinion is that you ought to let Anne go."</|quote|>"You'd think I ought to let Anne go to the | been apparently sound asleep on the lounge during the whole dialogue, opened his eyes and said decidedly: "Well now, Marilla, I think you ought to let Anne go." "I don't then," retorted Marilla. "Who's bringing this child up, Matthew, you or me?" "Well now, you," admitted Matthew. "Don't interfere then."<|quote|>"Well ... | the honor of your little Anne being put in the spare-room bed." "It's an honor you'll have to get along without. Go to bed, Anne, and don't let me hear another word out of you." When Anne, with tears rolling over her cheeks, had gone sorrowfully upstairs, Matthew, who had been apparently sound asleep on the lounge duri... | lovely pathetic songs that are pretty near as good as hymns. And oh, Marilla, the minister is going to take part; yes, indeed, he is; he's going to give an address. That will be just about the same thing as a sermon. Please, mayn't I go, Marilla?" "You heard what I said, Anne, didn't you? Take off your boots now and go... | pung sleigh to go to the Debating Club concert at the hall tomorrow night. And they are going to take Diana and me to the concert--if you'll let me go, that is. You will, won't you, Marilla? Oh, I feel so excited." "You can calm down then, because you're not going. You're better at home in your own bed, and as for that... | often as I could and Diana stood at the window and threw kisses to me all the way down to Lover's Lane. I assure you, Marilla, that I feel like praying tonight and I'm going to think out a special brand-new prayer in honor of the occasion." CHAPTER XIX. A Concert a Catastrophe and a Confession "MARILLA, can I go over t... | and as for that club concert, it's all nonsense, and little girls should not be allowed to go out to such places at all." "I'm sure the Debating Club is a most respectable affair," pleaded Anne. "I'm not saying it isn't. But you're not going to begin gadding about to concerts and staying out all hours of the night. Pre... | Anne Of Green Gables | or me?" "Well now, you," admitted Matthew. "Don't interfere then."<|quote|>"Well now, I ain't interfering. It ain't interfering to have your own opinion. And my opinion is that you ought to let Anne go."</|quote|>"You'd think I ought to let Anne go to the | {
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laughs my sister, | No speaker | have known you were coming,"<|quote|>laughs my sister,</|quote|>"there is just your favourite | long time." "We might almost have known you were coming,"<|quote|>laughs my sister,</|quote|>"there is just your favourite dish, potato-cakes, and even whortle-berries | my sister, who is continually running to the kitchen to watch that the food does not burn: "And put out the jar of preserved whortleberries--you like that, don't you?" she asks me. "Yes, mother, I haven't had any for a long time." "We might almost have known you were coming,"<|quote|>laughs my sister,</|quote|>"there i... | glance. "No, I have got leave." My mother is very pale. I am afraid to make a light. "Here I lie now," says she, "and cry instead of being glad." "Are you sick, mother?" I ask. "I am going to get up a little to-day," she says and turns to my sister, who is continually running to the kitchen to watch that the food does... | Then I say fiercely: "Bring me a handkerchief." She gives me one from the cupboard and I dry my face. Above me on the wall hangs the glass case with the coloured butterflies that once I collected. Now I hear my mother's voice. It comes from the bedroom. "Is she in bed?" I ask my sister. "She is ill--" she replies. ... | my head, then I take off my helmet and look up. Yes, it is my eldest sister. "Paul," she cries, "Paul----" I nod, my pack bumps against the banisters; my rifle is so heavy. She pulls a door open and calls: "Mother, mother, Paul is here." I can go no further--mother, mother, Paul is here. I lean against the wall and g... | sentries. I pick up my pack and fasten the straps, I take my rifle in my hand and stumble down the steps. On the platform I look round; I know no one among all the people hurrying to and fro. A red-cross sister offers me something to drink. I turn away, she smiles at me too foolishly, so obsessed with her own importanc... | Then I pull myself together and stagger on to the landing. I lean my rifle in a corner, I set my pack against the wall, place my helmet on it, and fling down my equipment and baggage. Then I say fiercely: "Bring me a handkerchief." She gives me one from the cupboard and I dry my face. Above me on the wall hangs the ... | All Quiet on the Western Front | long time." "We might almost have known you were coming,"<|quote|>laughs my sister,</|quote|>"there is just your favourite dish, potato-cakes, and even whortle-berries | {
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Alice cautiously replied, not feeling at all anxious to have the experiment tried. | No speaker | the experiment?" "He might bite,"<|quote|>Alice cautiously replied, not feeling at all anxious to have the experiment tried.</|quote|>"Very true," said the Duchess: | your flamingo. Shall I try the experiment?" "He might bite,"<|quote|>Alice cautiously replied, not feeling at all anxious to have the experiment tried.</|quote|>"Very true," said the Duchess: "flamingoes and mustard both bite. | is of finding morals in things!" Alice thought to herself. "I dare say you're wondering why I don't put my arm round your waist," the Duchess said after a pause: "the reason is, that I'm doubtful about the temper of your flamingo. Shall I try the experiment?" "He might bite,"<|quote|>Alice cautiously replied, not feeli... | done by everybody minding their own business!" "Ah, well! It means much the same thing," said the Duchess, digging her sharp little chin into Alice's shoulder as she added, "and the moral of _that_ is--'Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves.'" "How fond she is of finding morals in things!"... | not much like keeping so close to her: first, because the Duchess was _very_ ugly; and secondly, because she was exactly the right height to rest her chin upon Alice's shoulder, and it was an uncomfortably sharp chin. However, she did not like to be rude, so she bore it as well as she could. "The game's going on rather... | that perhaps it was only the pepper that had made her so savage when they met in the kitchen. "When _I'm_ a Duchess," she said to herself, (not in a very hopeful tone though), "I won't have any pepper in my kitchen _at all_. Soup does very well without--Maybe it's always pepper that makes people hot-tempered," she went... | the flamingo and brought it back, the fight was over, and both the hedgehogs were out of sight: "but it doesn't matter much," thought Alice, "as all the arches are gone from this side of the ground." So she tucked it away under her arm, that it might not escape again, and went back for a little more conversation with h... | well without--Maybe it's always pepper that makes people hot-tempered," she went on, very much pleased at having found out a new kind of rule, "and vinegar that makes them sour--and camomile that makes them bitter--and--and barley-sugar and such things that make children sweet-tempered. I only wish people knew _that_: ... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | your flamingo. Shall I try the experiment?" "He might bite,"<|quote|>Alice cautiously replied, not feeling at all anxious to have the experiment tried.</|quote|>"Very true," said the Duchess: "flamingoes and mustard both bite. | {
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"No; you'll call me just plain Marilla. I'm not used to being called Miss Cuthbert and it would make me nervous." | Marilla Cuthbert | I call you Aunt Marilla?"<|quote|>"No; you'll call me just plain Marilla. I'm not used to being called Miss Cuthbert and it would make me nervous."</|quote|>"It sounds awfully disrespectful to | always say Miss Cuthbert? Can I call you Aunt Marilla?"<|quote|>"No; you'll call me just plain Marilla. I'm not used to being called Miss Cuthbert and it would make me nervous."</|quote|>"It sounds awfully disrespectful to just say Marilla," protested Anne. | right by you. You must go to school; but it's only a fortnight till vacation so it isn't worth while for you to start before it opens again in September." "What am I to call you?" asked Anne. "Shall I always say Miss Cuthbert? Can I call you Aunt Marilla?"<|quote|>"No; you'll call me just plain Marilla. I'm not used to... | you tell me why I'm crying?" "I suppose it's because you're all excited and worked up," said Marilla disapprovingly. "Sit down on that chair and try to calm yourself. I'm afraid you both cry and laugh far too easily. Yes, you can stay here and we will try to do right by you. You must go to school; but it's only a fortn... | if you will try to be a good little girl and show yourself grateful. Why, child, whatever is the matter?" "I'm crying," said Anne in a tone of bewilderment. "I can't think why. I'm glad as glad can be. Oh, _glad_ doesn't seem the right word at all. I was glad about the White Way and the cherry blossoms--but this! Oh, i... | about it until such time as she was sharply recalled to earth by a reprimand or a catastrophe. When Anne had finished washing the dinner dishes she suddenly confronted Marilla with the air and expression of one desperately determined to learn the worst. Her thin little body trembled from head to foot; her face flushed ... | could have made it much more flowery if I'd had a little more time to think it over." Poor Marilla was only preserved from complete collapse by remembering that it was not irreverence, but simply spiritual ignorance on the part of Anne that was responsible for this extraordinary petition. She tucked the child up in bed... | perfect heathen. Will you believe that she never said a prayer in her life till tonight? I'll send her to the manse tomorrow and borrow the Peep of the Day series, that's what I'll do. And she shall go to Sunday-school just as soon as I can get some suitable clothes made for her. I foresee that I shall have my hands fu... | Anne Of Green Gables | always say Miss Cuthbert? Can I call you Aunt Marilla?"<|quote|>"No; you'll call me just plain Marilla. I'm not used to being called Miss Cuthbert and it would make me nervous."</|quote|>"It sounds awfully disrespectful to just say Marilla," protested Anne. | {
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"Who said? Who are you talking about?" | Marilla Cuthbert | every word he said _implicitly_."<|quote|>"Who said? Who are you talking about?"</|quote|>"The peddler that was here | hadn't then and I believed every word he said _implicitly_."<|quote|>"Who said? Who are you talking about?"</|quote|>"The peddler that was here this afternoon. I bought the | like to have your word doubted. And Mrs. Allan says we should never suspect anyone of not telling us the truth unless we have proof that they're not. I have proof now--green hair is proof enough for anybody. But I hadn't then and I believed every word he said _implicitly_."<|quote|>"Who said? Who are you talking about?... | mean to dye it green, Marilla," protested Anne dejectedly. "If I was wicked I meant to be wicked to some purpose. He said it would turn my hair a beautiful raven black--he positively assured me that it would. How could I doubt his word, Marilla? I know what it feels like to have your word doubted. And Mrs. Allan says w... | dyed it." "Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn't you know it was a wicked thing to do?" "Yes, I knew it was a little wicked," admitted Anne. "But I thought it was worth while to be a little wicked to get rid of red hair. I counted the cost, Marilla. Besides, I meant to be extra good in other ways to make up for... | floor in despairing obedience. "Look at my hair, Marilla," she whispered. Accordingly, Marilla lifted her candle and looked scrutinizingly at Anne's hair, flowing in heavy masses down her back. It certainly had a very strange appearance. "Anne Shirley, what have you done to your hair? Why, it's _green!_" Green it might... | she was to stay home this afternoon and look after things. I must say, with all her faults, I never found her disobedient or untrustworthy before and I'm real sorry to find her so now." "Well now, I dunno," said Matthew, who, being patient and wise and, above all, hungry, had deemed it best to let Marilla talk her wrat... | now, what is it?" Anne had slid to the floor in despairing obedience. "Look at my hair, Marilla," she whispered. Accordingly, Marilla lifted her candle and looked scrutinizingly at Anne's hair, flowing in heavy masses down her back. It certainly had a very strange appearance. "Anne Shirley, what have you done to your h... | Anne Of Green Gables | hadn't then and I believed every word he said _implicitly_."<|quote|>"Who said? Who are you talking about?"</|quote|>"The peddler that was here this afternoon. I bought the | {
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"Wild horses won't drag the secret from me," | Anne Shirley | promised not to do that."<|quote|>"Wild horses won't drag the secret from me,"</|quote|>promised Anne solemnly. "How would | my oar in and I promised not to do that."<|quote|>"Wild horses won't drag the secret from me,"</|quote|>promised Anne solemnly. "How would wild horses drag a secret | things over--that's a good girl." "Very well," said Anne resignedly. "I'll tell Marilla as soon as she comes in I've repented." "That's right--that's right, Anne. But don't tell Marilla I said anything about it. She might think I was putting my oar in and I promised not to do that."<|quote|>"Wild horses won't drag the ... | Mrs. Lynde so. It would be so humiliating. I made up my mind I'd stay shut up here forever rather than do that. But still--I'd do anything for you--if you really want me to--" "Well now, of course I do. It's terrible lonesome downstairs without you. Just go and smooth things over--that's a good girl." "Very well," said... | to get at." "I suppose I could do it to oblige you," said Anne thoughtfully. "It would be true enough to say I am sorry, because I _am_ sorry now. I wasn't a bit sorry last night. I was mad clear through, and I stayed mad all night. I know I did because I woke up three times and I was just furious every time. But this ... | it with his fingers and then open the door to peep in. Anne was sitting on the yellow chair by the window gazing mournfully out into the garden. Very small and unhappy she looked, and Matthew's heart smote him. He softly closed the door and tiptoed over to her. "Anne," he whispered, as if afraid of being overheard, "ho... | with herself as with Anne, because, whenever she recalled Mrs. Rachel's dumbfounded countenance her lips twitched with amusement and she felt a most reprehensible desire to laugh. CHAPTER X. Anne's Apology |MARILLA said nothing to Matthew about the affair that evening; but when Anne proved still refractory the next mor... | you making it, Anne?" Anne smiled wanly. "Pretty well. I imagine a good deal, and that helps to pass the time. Of course, it's rather lonesome. But then, I may as well get used to that." Anne smiled again, bravely facing the long years of solitary imprisonment before her. Matthew recollected that he must say what he ha... | Anne Of Green Gables | my oar in and I promised not to do that."<|quote|>"Wild horses won't drag the secret from me,"</|quote|>promised Anne solemnly. "How would wild horses drag a secret | {
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"It's a bit better. But it's rot all the same, everything they teach you." | Paul | to work like the devil."<|quote|>"It's a bit better. But it's rot all the same, everything they teach you."</|quote|>Kropp supports me: "How can | have no money, you have to work like the devil."<|quote|>"It's a bit better. But it's rot all the same, everything they teach you."</|quote|>Kropp supports me: "How can a man take all that | go back and sit on the forms again." I consider that out of the question. "We might take a special exam." "That needs preparation. And if you do get through, what then? A student's life isn't any better. If you have no money, you have to work like the devil."<|quote|>"It's a bit better. But it's rot all the same, e... | light a cigarette in a storm of rain, nor how a fire could be made with wet wood--nor that it is best to stick a bayonet in the belly because there it doesn't get jammed, as it does in the ribs. Müller says thoughtfully: "What's the use. We'll have to go back and sit on the forms again." I consider that out of the que... | offices did Lycurgus consider the most important for the state?" asks Müller, pretending to take off his pince-nez. "Does it go: 'We Germans fear God and none else in the whole world,' or 'We, the Germans, fear God and----'" I submit. "How many inhabitants has Melbourne?" asks Müller. "How do you expect to succeed in l... | as I am concerned." Tjaden is a cheerful soul. There aren't any worries for him. He goes off with Haie and Leer so that they won't find him in the first flush of the excitement. * * Müller hasn't finished yet. He tackles Kropp again. "Albert, if you were really at home now, what would you do?" Kropp is contented n... | fancy," he retorts. The red moustache twitches: "You don't recognize me any more, what?" Tjaden now opens his eyes. "I do though." Himmelstoss turns to him: "Tjaden, isn't it?" Tjaden lifts his head. "And do you know what you are?" Himmelstoss is disconcerted. "Since when have we become so familiar? I don't remember t... | sat on for that matter. "What do you mean by the three-fold theme in 'William Tell'?" says Kropp reminiscently, and roars with laughter. "What was the purpose of the Poetic League of Göttingen?" asks Müller suddenly and earnestly. "How many children had Charles the Bald?" I interrupt gently. "You'll never make anything... | All Quiet on the Western Front | have no money, you have to work like the devil."<|quote|>"It's a bit better. But it's rot all the same, everything they teach you."</|quote|>Kropp supports me: "How can a man take all that | {
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"I've ordered an ice," | Milly | sitting-room when Tony came up.<|quote|>"I've ordered an ice,"</|quote|>said Milly. "Quite right." "I | her child were in the sitting-room when Tony came up.<|quote|>"I've ordered an ice,"</|quote|>said Milly. "Quite right." "I want late dinner. I want | Blenkinsop, "the young ladies usually bathe and the gentlemen read the papers on the esplanade; some goes for motor drives and some just hangs around the bar. They're mostly glad when Monday comes." * * * * * Milly and her child were in the sitting-room when Tony came up.<|quote|>"I've ordered an ice,"</|quote|>said Mi... | kind of work. "How about one with us?" "Tell me," said Tony, when they had been at their table some little time. "You must have observed numerous couples in your time, qualifying for a divorce; tell me, how do they get through their day?" "It's easier in the summer," said Blenkinsop, "the young ladies usually bathe and... | looks wrong, and cases of this kind depend very much on making the right impression. Of course as far as James and me are concerned, the matter is O.K. There won't be a word about it in our evidence. But you can't trust the servants. You might very likely happen to strike one who was new to the courts, who'd blurt it o... | askance. Everything in this case seemed to be happening as though with deliberate design to shock their professional feelings. "Good evening," said the senior detective. "Nasty, raw evening." "Have a drink." Since Tony was paying their expenses in any case, the offer seemed superfluous, but the junior detective brighte... | companions in a Pullman car. "Look," said Milly, "we're travelling first-class. Isn't that fun? We can have tea." "Can I have an ice?" "I don't expect they've got an ice. But you can have some nice tea." "But I want an ice." "You shall have an ice when you get to Brighton. Now be a good girl and play with your puzzle o... | said the senior detective. "My name is Blenkinsop. James is new to this kind of work." "So am I," said Tony. "A pity we've such a nasty week-end for the job," said Blenkinsop, "very damp and blowy. Gets me in the joints." "Tell me," said Tony. "Is it usual to bring children on an expedition of this kind?" "It is _not_.... | A Handful Of Dust | her child were in the sitting-room when Tony came up.<|quote|>"I've ordered an ice,"</|quote|>said Milly. "Quite right." "I want late dinner. I want | {
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"Oh, don't talk about trouble!" | The Duchess | longer than that," said Alice.<|quote|>"Oh, don't talk about trouble!"</|quote|>said the Duchess. "I make | yourself to say it any longer than that," said Alice.<|quote|>"Oh, don't talk about trouble!"</|quote|>said the Duchess. "I make you a present of everything | Alice said very politely, "if I had it written down: but I can't quite follow it as you say it." "That's nothing to what I could say if I chose," the Duchess replied, in a pleased tone. "Pray don't trouble yourself to say it any longer than that," said Alice.<|quote|>"Oh, don't talk about trouble!"</|quote|>said the Du... | you'd like it put more simply--'Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.'" "I think I should understand that better," Alice said very politely, "if I had it w... | a clear way you have of putting things!" "It's a mineral, I _think_," said Alice. "Of course it is," said the Duchess, who seemed ready to agree to everything that Alice said; "there's a large mustard-mine near here. And the moral of that is--'The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours.'" "Oh, I know!" excla... | bore it as well as she could. "The game's going on rather better now," she said, by way of keeping up the conversation a little. "'Tis so," said the Duchess: "and the moral of that is--'Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round!'" "Somebody said," Alice whispered, "that it's done by everybody minding thei... | the whole party look so grave and anxious.) Alice could think of nothing else to say but "It belongs to the Duchess: you'd better ask _her_ about it." "She's in prison," the Queen said to the executioner: "fetch her here." And the executioner went off like an arrow. The Cat's head began fading away the moment he was go... | be so stingy about it, you know--" She had quite forgotten the Duchess by this time, and was a little startled when she heard her voice close to her ear. "You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what the moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit." ... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | yourself to say it any longer than that," said Alice.<|quote|>"Oh, don't talk about trouble!"</|quote|>said the Duchess. "I make you a present of everything | {
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"What's got them?" | Müller | start punctually at ten o'clock.<|quote|>"What's got them?"</|quote|>says Müller, "their clocks must | soon. According to us they start punctually at ten o'clock.<|quote|>"What's got them?"</|quote|>says Müller, "their clocks must be fast." "There'll be a | a bombardment to-night." We all listen. The front is restless. "The Tommies are firing already," says Kropp. The shelling can be heard distinctly. It is the English batteries to the right of our section. They are beginning an hour too soon. According to us they start punctually at ten o'clock.<|quote|>"What's got t... | recruits are agitated. Kat explains to them: "That was a twelve-inch. You hear the explosion first and afterwards comes the sound of the gun." But the hollow sound of the firing does not reach us. It is swallowed up in the general murmur of the front. Kat listens: "There'll be a bombardment to-night." We all listen.... | cheerful were not cannon embowered there. The air becomes acrid with the smoke of the guns and the fog. The fumes of powder taste bitter on the tongue. The roar of the guns makes our lorry stagger, the reverberation rolls raging away to the rear, everything quakes. Our faces change imperceptibly. We are not, indeed, in... | lurch along and are often almost pitched out. That does not worry us, however. It can happen if it likes; a broken arm is better than a hole in the guts, and many a man would be thankful enough for such a chance of finding his way home again. Beside us stream the munition-columns in long files. They are making the pace... | yell that was immediately hushed. Tjaden unbuttoned Himmelstoss's braces and pulled down his trousers, holding the whip meantime in his teeth. Then he stood up and set to work. It was a wonderful picture: Himmelstoss on the ground; Haie bending over him with a fiendish grin and his mouth open with blood-lust, Himmelsto... | Katczinsky--a glance from him to me; we understand one another. "Kat, I hear some aspirants for the frying-pan over there." He nods. "It will be attended to when we come back. I have their number." Of course Kat has their number. He knows all about every leg of goose within a radius of fifteen miles. The lorries arr... | All Quiet on the Western Front | soon. According to us they start punctually at ten o'clock.<|quote|>"What's got them?"</|quote|>says Müller, "their clocks must be fast." "There'll be a | {
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dip the knee in a half-sleep and straighten up again. Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously come the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of the dead up in the line, on the body of the little recruit with the wound that is so much too big for his hip; it falls on Kemmerich'... | No speaker | We hear their call "Mind--wire--,"<|quote|>dip the knee in a half-sleep and straighten up again. Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously come the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of the dead up in the line, on the body of the little recruit with the wound that is so much ... | lift them over behind us. We hear their call "Mind--wire--,"<|quote|>dip the knee in a half-sleep and straighten up again. Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously come the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of the dead up in the line, on the body of the little recruit with ... | the lorry have long forked poles. They watch for telephone wires which hang crosswise over the road so densely that they might easily pull our heads off. The two fellows take them at the right moment on their poles and lift them over behind us. We hear their call "Mind--wire--,"<|quote|>dip the knee in a half-sleep and... | there was. The rain becomes heavier. We take out waterproof sheets and spread them over our heads. The rain rattles down, and flows off at the sides in streams. The lorries bump through the holes, and we rock to and fro in a half-sleep. Two men in the front of the lorry have long forked poles. They watch for telephone ... | innocents----" * * Our losses are less than was to be expected--five killed and eight wounded. It was in fact quite a short bombardment. Two of our dead lie in the upturned graves. We had merely to throw the earth in on them. We go back. We trot off silently in single file one behind the other. The wounded are t... | a stretcher now----" Then he opens his mouth and whispers: "Stay here----" "We'll be back again soon," says Kat. "We are only going to get a stretcher for you." We don't know if he understands. He whimpers like a child and plucks at us: "Don't go away----" Kat looks around and whispers: "Shouldn't we just take a revol... | mask. I wait some seconds--he has not collapsed--he looks around and makes a few paces--rattling in my throat I tear my mask off too and fall down, the air streams into me like cold water, my eyes are bursting, the wave sweeps over me and extinguishes me. * * The shelling has ceased. I drag myself to the crater and tel... | his underpants as a bandage. But he is wearing none. I now look at him closely. He is the fair-headed boy of a little while ago. In the meantime Kat has taken a bandage from a dead man's pocket and we carefully bind the wound. I say to the youngster who looks at us fixedly: "We're going for a stretcher now----" Then he... | All Quiet on the Western Front | lift them over behind us. We hear their call "Mind--wire--,"<|quote|>dip the knee in a half-sleep and straighten up again. Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously come the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of the dead up in the line, on the body of the little recruit with ... | {
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"_Darling_, do try to sound interested. It's very exciting for me." | Brenda | from the flat." "Oh, ah."<|quote|>"_Darling_, do try to sound interested. It's very exciting for me."</|quote|>"What's it like?" "Well, there | telephoned to Hetton. "I'm talking from the flat." "Oh, ah."<|quote|>"_Darling_, do try to sound interested. It's very exciting for me."</|quote|>"What's it like?" "Well, there are a good many smells | where the paint was already dry, though the hot water was not yet in perfect working order; everything smelt very new--walls, sheets, curtains--and the new radiators gave off a less agreeable reek of hot iron. That evening as usual she telephoned to Hetton. "I'm talking from the flat." "Oh, ah."<|quote|>"_Darling_, do ... | about one?" * * * * * Brenda rang up Tony every morning and evening. Sometimes John Andrew spoke to her, too, as shrill as Polly Cockpurse; quite unable to hear her replies. She went to Hetton for the week-end, and then back to London, this time to the flat where the paint was already dry, though the hot water was not ... | even to me. I'll have the chess-men done up and sent round to you this afternoon. Thank you so much." And Beaver, for the first time in his life, found himself a person of interest and, almost, of consequence. Women studied him with a new scrutiny, wondering what they had missed in him; men treated him as an equal, eve... | nearly everyone had had a crack one time or another, it would have been thrilling no doubt, but straightforward, drawing-room comedy. The choice of Beaver raised the whole escapade into a realm of poetry for Polly and Daisy and Angela and all the gang of gossips. Mrs Beaver made no bones about her delight. "Of course t... | and a wireless set fitted in a case of Regency lacquer, all of which had been grouped in the shop for her as a "suggestion". Mrs Beaver bore Brenda no ill will for the modesty of her requirements; she was doing very well on the floor above with a Canadian lady who was having her walls covered with chromium plating at i... | Grant-Menzies or Robin Beaseley or any other young buck with whom nearly everyone had had a crack one time or another, it would have been thrilling no doubt, but straightforward, drawing-room comedy. The choice of Beaver raised the whole escapade into a realm of poetry for Polly and Daisy and Angela and all the gang of... | A Handful Of Dust | telephoned to Hetton. "I'm talking from the flat." "Oh, ah."<|quote|>"_Darling_, do try to sound interested. It's very exciting for me."</|quote|>"What's it like?" "Well, there are a good many smells | {
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"Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn't you know it was a wicked thing to do?" | Marilla Cuthbert | your hair?" "I dyed it."<|quote|>"Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn't you know it was a wicked thing to do?"</|quote|>"Yes, I knew it was | what did you do to your hair?" "I dyed it."<|quote|>"Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn't you know it was a wicked thing to do?"</|quote|>"Yes, I knew it was a little wicked," admitted Anne. | the kitchen--it's too cold up here--and tell me just what you've done. I've been expecting something queer for some time. You haven't got into any scrape for over two months, and I was sure another one was due. Now, then, what did you do to your hair?" "I dyed it."<|quote|>"Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn't... | could be as bad as red hair. But now I know it's ten times worse to have green hair. Oh, Marilla, you little know how utterly wretched I am." "I little know how you got into this fix, but I mean to find out," said Marilla. "Come right down to the kitchen--it's too cold up here--and tell me just what you've done. I've b... | despairing obedience. "Look at my hair, Marilla," she whispered. Accordingly, Marilla lifted her candle and looked scrutinizingly at Anne's hair, flowing in heavy masses down her back. It certainly had a very strange appearance. "Anne Shirley, what have you done to your hair? Why, it's _green!_" Green it might be calle... | cellar, she went up to the east gable for the one that generally stood on Anne's table. Lighting it, she turned around to see Anne herself lying on the bed, face downward among the pillows. "Mercy on us," said astonished Marilla, "have you been asleep, Anne?" "No," was the muffled reply. "Are you sick then?" demanded M... | with Diana, writing stories or practicing dialogues or some such tomfoolery, and never thinking once about the time or her duties. She's just got to be pulled up short and sudden on this sort of thing. I don't care if Mrs. Allan does say she's the brightest and sweetest child she ever knew. She may be bright and sweet ... | sick then?" demanded Marilla anxiously, going over to the bed. Anne cowered deeper into her pillows as if desirous of hiding herself forever from mortal eyes. "No. But please, Marilla, go away and don't look at me. I'm in the depths of despair and I don't care who gets head in class or writes the best composition or si... | Anne Of Green Gables | what did you do to your hair?" "I dyed it."<|quote|>"Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn't you know it was a wicked thing to do?"</|quote|>"Yes, I knew it was a little wicked," admitted Anne. | {
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"Will you sleep now?" | Paul | put my face against his.<|quote|>"Will you sleep now?"</|quote|>He does not answer. The | arm round his shoulder and put my face against his.<|quote|>"Will you sleep now?"</|quote|>He does not answer. The tears run down his cheeks. | I lean down over his face which lies in the shadow. He still breathes, lightly. His face is wet, he is crying. What a fine mess I have made of it with my foolish talk! "But Franz" --I put my arm round his shoulder and put my face against his.<|quote|>"Will you sleep now?"</|quote|>He does not answer. The tears run d... | fields in the sunlight look like mother-of-pearl. And the lane of poplars by the Klosterbach, where we used to catch sticklebacks! You can build an aquarium again and keep fish in it, and you can go out without asking anyone, you can even play the piano if you want to." I lean down over his face which lies in the shado... | were sent off already! Hospital-orderlies go to and fro with bottles and pails. One of them comes up, casts a glance at Kemmerich and goes away again. You can see he is waiting, apparently he wants the bed. I bend over Franz and talk to him as though that could save him: "Perhaps you will go to the convalescent home at... | and slight shoulders. We are no longer soldiers but little more than boys; no one would believe that we could carry packs. It is a strange moment when we stand naked; then we become civilians, and almost feel ourselves to be so. When bathing Franz Kemmerich looked as slight and frail as a child. There he lies now--but ... | he repeats. "Sure, Franz. Once you've got over the operation." He beckons me to bend down. I stoop over him and he whispers: "I don't think so." "Don't talk rubbish, Franz, in a couple of days you'll see for yourself. What is it anyway--an amputated leg? here they patch up far worse things than that." He lifts one ... | do the giant's turn on the horizontal bar. His hair flew in his face like silk when he did it. Kantorek was proud of him for it. But he couldn't endure cigarettes. His skin was very white; he had something of the girl about him. I glance at my boots. They are big and clumsy, the breeches are tucked into them, and stand... | All Quiet on the Western Front | arm round his shoulder and put my face against his.<|quote|>"Will you sleep now?"</|quote|>He does not answer. The tears run down his cheeks. | {
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said Matthew rising and putting his pipe away. | No speaker | you say, of course, Marilla,"<|quote|>said Matthew rising and putting his pipe away.</|quote|>"I'm going to bed." To | "Well now, it's just as you say, of course, Marilla,"<|quote|>said Matthew rising and putting his pipe away.</|quote|>"I'm going to bed." To bed went Matthew. And to | despatched straight-way back to where she came from." "I could hire a French boy to help me," said Matthew, "and she'd be company for you." "I'm not suffering for company," said Marilla shortly. "And I'm not going to keep her." "Well now, it's just as you say, of course, Marilla,"<|quote|>said Matthew rising and puttin... | I saw that at once. It's nothing in her favour, either. I don't like children who have so much to say. I don't want an orphan girl and if I did she isn't the style I'd pick out. There's something I don't understand about her. No, she's got to be despatched straight-way back to where she came from." "I could hire a Fren... | his head. "Well, now, no, I suppose not--not exactly," stammered Matthew, uncomfortably driven into a corner for his precise meaning. "I suppose--we could hardly be expected to keep her." "I should say not. What good would she be to us?" "We might be some good to her," said Matthew suddenly and unexpectedly. "Matthew C... | reproachfully. Then she dived down into invisibility again. Marilla went slowly down to the kitchen and proceeded to wash the supper dishes. Matthew was smoking--a sure sign of perturbation of mind. He seldom smoked, for Marilla set her face against it as a filthy habit; but at certain times and seasons he felt driven ... | turned down the bedclothes. "I suppose you have a nightgown?" she questioned. Anne nodded. "Yes, I have two. The matron of the asylum made them for me. They're fearfully skimpy. There is never enough to go around in an asylum, so things are always skimpy--at least in a poor asylum like ours. I hate skimpy night-dresses... | up Anne's clothes, placed them neatly on a prim yellow chair, and then, taking up the candle, went over to the bed. "Good night," she said, a little awkwardly, but not unkindly. Anne's white face and big eyes appeared over the bedclothes with a startling suddenness. "How can you call it a _good_ night when you know it ... | Anne Of Green Gables | "Well now, it's just as you say, of course, Marilla,"<|quote|>said Matthew rising and putting his pipe away.</|quote|>"I'm going to bed." To bed went Matthew. And to | {
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"Listen to the trees talking in their sleep," | Anne Shirley | rustling silkily all round it.<|quote|>"Listen to the trees talking in their sleep,"</|quote|>she whispered, as he lifted | and the poplar leaves were rustling silkily all round it.<|quote|>"Listen to the trees talking in their sleep,"</|quote|>she whispered, as he lifted her to the ground. "What | he was going to assist at murdering something--much the same feeling that came over him when he had to kill a lamb or calf or any other innocent little creature. The yard was quite dark as they turned into it and the poplar leaves were rustling silkily all round it.<|quote|>"Listen to the trees talking in their sleep,"... | energy he did not understand. It was not of Marilla or himself he was thinking of the trouble this mistake was probably going to make for them, but of the child's disappointment. When he thought of that rapt light being quenched in her eyes he had an uncomfortable feeling that he was going to assist at murdering someth... | a sigh of rapture she relapsed into silence. Matthew stirred uneasily. He felt glad that it would be Marilla and not he who would have to tell this waif of the world that the home she longed for was not to be hers after all. They drove over Lynde's Hollow, where it was already quite dark, but not so dark that Mrs. Rach... | trees in the twilight of the surrounding woods. Over it, in the stainless southwest sky, a great crystal-white star was shining like a lamp of guidance and promise. "That's it, isn't it?" she said, pointing. Matthew slapped the reins on the sorrel's back delightedly. "Well now, you've guessed it! But I reckon Mrs. Spen... | a mile further." "Has Mr. Barry any little girls? Well, not so very little either--about my size." "He's got one about eleven. Her name is Diana." "Oh!" with a long indrawing of breath. "What a perfectly lovely name!" "Well now, I dunno. There's something dreadful heathenish about it, seems to me. I'd ruther Jane or Ma... | dimly white with blossoming trees in the twilight of the surrounding woods. Over it, in the stainless southwest sky, a great crystal-white star was shining like a lamp of guidance and promise. "That's it, isn't it?" she said, pointing. Matthew slapped the reins on the sorrel's back delightedly. "Well now, you've guesse... | Anne Of Green Gables | and the poplar leaves were rustling silkily all round it.<|quote|>"Listen to the trees talking in their sleep,"</|quote|>she whispered, as he lifted her to the ground. "What | {
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said Marilla. | No speaker | because he was going away,"<|quote|>said Marilla.</|quote|>"I don't think I was | to dry your tears just because he was going away,"<|quote|>said Marilla.</|quote|>"I don't think I was crying because I was really | very damp handkerchief. "Wasn't it fortunate, Marilla, that I took an extra handkerchief to school today? I had a presentiment that it would be needed." "I never thought you were so fond of Mr. Phillips that you'd require two handkerchiefs to dry your tears just because he was going away,"<|quote|>said Marilla.</|quote... | this." CHAPTER XXI. A New Departure in Flavorings "DEAR ME, there is nothing but meetings and partings in this world, as Mrs. Lynde says," remarked Anne plaintively, putting her slate and books down on the kitchen table on the last day of June and wiping her red eyes with a very damp handkerchief. "Wasn't it fortunate,... | kitchen door so out of breath that she could hardly gasp out her request for the apron pattern. Diana was away so that she had no excuse to linger. The dreadful return journey had to be faced. Anne went back over it with shut eyes, preferring to take the risk of dashing her brains out among the boughs to that of seeing... | beyond. "Oh, Marilla, how can you be so cruel?" sobbed Anne. "What would you feel like if a white thing did snatch me up and carry me off?" "I'll risk it," said Marilla unfeelingly. "You know I always mean what I say. I'll cure you of imagining ghosts into places. March, now." Anne marched. That is, she stumbled over t... | fingers on your hand--so. Oh, Marilla, it gives me a shudder to think of it. And there's a headless man stalks up and down the path and skeletons glower at you between the boughs. Oh, Marilla, I wouldn't go through the Haunted Wood after dark now for anything. I'd be sure that white things would reach out from behind t... | its head cut off hanging by a strip of skin. He said he knew it was the spirit of his brother and that it was a warning he would die within nine days. He didn't, but he died two years after, so you see it was really true. And Ruby Gillis says--" "Anne Shirley," interrupted Marilla firmly, "I never want to hear you talk... | Anne Of Green Gables | to dry your tears just because he was going away,"<|quote|>said Marilla.</|quote|>"I don't think I was crying because I was really | {
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"Does _your_ watch tell you what year it is?" | The Hatter | should it?" muttered the Hatter.<|quote|>"Does _your_ watch tell you what year it is?"</|quote|>"Of course not," Alice replied | what o'clock it is!" "Why should it?" muttered the Hatter.<|quote|>"Does _your_ watch tell you what year it is?"</|quote|>"Of course not," Alice replied very readily: "but that's because | better to say than his first remark, "It was the _best_ butter, you know." Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. "What a funny watch!" she remarked. "It tells the day of the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!" "Why should it?" muttered the Hatter.<|quote|>"Does _your_ watch tell you wha... | crumbs must have got in as well," the Hatter grumbled: "you shouldn't have put it in with the bread-knife." The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, "It was the _best_ butter... | remember about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much. The Hatter was the first to break the silence. "What day of the month is it?" he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear. Alice considered a litt... | like a writing-desk?" "Come, we shall have some fun now!" thought Alice. "I'm glad they've begun asking riddles." "--I believe I can guess that" ," she added aloud. "Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?" said the March Hare. "Exactly so," said Alice. "Then you should say what you mean," the Mar... | a cat without a grin," thought Alice; "but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing I ever saw in my life!" She had not gone much farther before she came in sight of the house of the March Hare: she thought it must be the right house, because the chimneys were shaped like ears and the roof was thatched with fu... | "it's very rude." The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he _said_ was, "Why is a raven like a writing-desk?" "Come, we shall have some fun now!" thought Alice. "I'm glad they've begun asking riddles." "--I believe I can guess that" ," she added aloud. "Do you mean that you think you can find out... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | what o'clock it is!" "Why should it?" muttered the Hatter.<|quote|>"Does _your_ watch tell you what year it is?"</|quote|>"Of course not," Alice replied very readily: "but that's because | {
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"I'm not sure we shan't both be soon." | Tony Last | that nanny's jealous of Ben."<|quote|>"I'm not sure we shan't both be soon."</|quote|>They lunched at a small, | Rotten bad." "The trouble is that nanny's jealous of Ben."<|quote|>"I'm not sure we shan't both be soon."</|quote|>They lunched at a small, round table in the centre | but went like a bird after that." "Didn't you come off?" "Yes, once. It wasn't Thunderclap's fault. I just opened my bloody legs and cut an arser." * * * * * "How did the lecture go?" Brenda asked. "Bad. Rotten bad." "The trouble is that nanny's jealous of Ben."<|quote|>"I'm not sure we shan't both be soon."</|quote|>T... | do with it. Now run off and say you're sorry to nanny." At the door John said, "It's all right riding on Monday, isn't it? You did _say_" "to-morrow"." "Yes, I suppose so." "Hooray. Thunderclap went very well to-day. We jumped a big post and rail. She refused first time but went like a bird after that." "Didn't you com... | about anyone again." "All right." "And because you have been so naughty to-day you are not to ride to-morrow." "To-morrow's Sunday." "Well, next day then." "But you said" "to-morrow". "It isn't fair to change now." "John, don't argue. If you are not careful I shall send Thunderclap back to Uncle Reggie and say that I f... | Ben more than anyone in the world. And I should think he's cleverer too." "Now, you know you don't like him more than your mother." "Yes I do. _Far_ more." Tony felt that the time had come to cut out the cross talk and deliver the homily he had been preparing. "Now listen, John. It was very wrong of you to call nanny a... | mummy's room?" "That depends." Nanny's replies were always evasive, like that--" "We'll see" or "That's asking" or "Those that ask no questions hear no lies" "--altogether unlike Ben's decisive and pungent judgments. "What does it depend on?" "Lots of things." "Tell me one of them." "On your not asking a lot of silly q... | of all the things she does for you every day." "She's paid to." "Be quiet. And secondly, because you were using a word which people of your age and class do not use. Poor people use certain expressions which gentlemen do not. You are a gentleman. When you grow up all this house and lots of other things besides will bel... | A Handful Of Dust | Rotten bad." "The trouble is that nanny's jealous of Ben."<|quote|>"I'm not sure we shan't both be soon."</|quote|>They lunched at a small, round table in the centre | {
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"It's delightful your coming down. What d'you think of Tony?" | Jock Grant-Menzies | were alone together, Jock said,<|quote|>"It's delightful your coming down. What d'you think of Tony?"</|quote|>"Is he married to that | * * * When they were alone together, Jock said,<|quote|>"It's delightful your coming down. What d'you think of Tony?"</|quote|>"Is he married to that rather lovely woman we saw | spoke to him exactly as though he were a man of her own age. "You'll have to show me the country." "I expect they'll draw Bruton Wood first. There's a big fox there, daddy and I saw him." * * * * * When they were alone together, Jock said,<|quote|>"It's delightful your coming down. What d'you think of Tony?"</|quote|>"... | deft and impersonal. "Are you going to hunt on Wednesday?" asked John. "They're meeting here, you know." "I might go out for half the day, if I can find a horse. It'll be the first time this year." "It's my first time too." "We shall both be terribly stiff." She spoke to him exactly as though he were a man of her own a... | and John went out to watch her land. She climbed out of the cockpit, stretched, unbuttoned the flaps of her leather helmet, and came to meet them. "Forty-two minutes," she said, "not at all bad with the wind against me." She was tall and erect, almost austere in helmet and overalls; not at all as Tony had imagined her.... | except those that would pack in five vast trunks. Jock had had his eye on her last summer at Biarritz and had fallen in with her again in London where she played big bridge, very ably, for six or seven hours a day and changed her hotel, on an average, once every three weeks. Periodically she was liable to bouts of morp... | * * Marjorie said to Jock, "D'you think Tony knows about Mr Beaver?" "Not a thing." "I haven't mentioned it to Allan. D'you suppose he knows?" "I doubt it." "Oh, Jock, how d'you think it'll end?" "She'll get bored with Beaver soon enough." "The trouble is that he doesn't care for her in the least. If he did, it would s... | vast trunks. Jock had had his eye on her last summer at Biarritz and had fallen in with her again in London where she played big bridge, very ably, for six or seven hours a day and changed her hotel, on an average, once every three weeks. Periodically she was liable to bouts of morphine; then she gave up her bridge and... | A Handful Of Dust | * * * When they were alone together, Jock said,<|quote|>"It's delightful your coming down. What d'you think of Tony?"</|quote|>"Is he married to that rather lovely woman we saw | {
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"how am I to get in?" | Alice | pieces. "Please, then," said Alice,<|quote|>"how am I to get in?"</|quote|>"There might be some sense | kettle had been broken to pieces. "Please, then," said Alice,<|quote|>"how am I to get in?"</|quote|>"There might be some sense in your knocking," the Footman | they're making such a noise inside, no one could possibly hear you." And certainly there _was_ a most extraordinary noise going on within--a constant howling and sneezing, and every now and then a great crash, as if a dish or kettle had been broken to pieces. "Please, then," said Alice,<|quote|>"how am I to get in?"</|... | the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky. Alice went timidly up to the door, and knocked. "There's no sort of use in knocking," said the Footman, "and that for two reasons. First, because I'm on the same side of the door as you are; secondly, because they're making such a noise inside, no one could po... | and this he handed over to the other, saying, in a solemn tone, "For the Duchess. An invitation from the Queen to play croquet." The Frog-Footman repeated, in the same solemn tone, only changing the order of the words a little, "From the Queen. An invitation for the Duchess to play croquet." Then they both bowed low, a... | open place, with a little house in it about four feet high. "Whoever lives there," thought Alice, "it'll never do to come upon them _this_ size: why, I should frighten them out of their wits!" So she began nibbling at the righthand bit again, and did not venture to go near the house till she had brought herself down to... | as she remembered the number of changes she had gone through that day. "A likely story indeed!" said the Pigeon in a tone of the deepest contempt. "I've seen a good many little girls in my time, but never _one_ with such a neck as that! No, no! You're a serpent; and there's no use denying it. I suppose you'll be tellin... | trees as well as she could, for her neck kept getting entangled among the branches, and every now and then she had to stop and untwist it. After a while she remembered that she still held the pieces of mushroom in her hands, and she set to work very carefully, nibbling first at one and then at the other, and growing so... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | kettle had been broken to pieces. "Please, then," said Alice,<|quote|>"how am I to get in?"</|quote|>"There might be some sense in your knocking," the Footman | {
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Next morning. | No speaker | used to things." "Yes, later."<|quote|>Next morning.</|quote|>"A sweet letter from mother," | later when we've got more used to things." "Yes, later."<|quote|>Next morning.</|quote|>"A sweet letter from mother," said Brenda, handing it across. | "Don't go on, Tony, please don't go on." So Tony stopped and after a time said, "So you're going to Veronica's to-morrow?" "Mmmm." "I think I will ask Jock to come." "Yes, I should." "And we can think about plans later when we've got more used to things." "Yes, later."<|quote|>Next morning.</|quote|>"A sweet letter fro... | "I couldn't stay here. It's all over, don't you see, our life down here." "Darling, what _do_ you mean?" "Don't ask me to explain... not just now." "But, Brenda, sweet, I don't understand. We're both young. Of course, we can never forget John. He'll always be our eldest son, but..." "Don't go on, Tony, please don't go ... | there was anything he could do." "How sweet of him. Why don't you have him down for the week-end?" "Would you like that?" "I shan't be here. I'm going to Veronica's." "You're going to Veronica's?" "Yes, don't you remember?" There were servants in the room so that they said nothing more until later, when they were alone... | my lady, I've been going through John's things. There's this handkerchief doesn't belong to him." The heavy scent and crowned cipher at the corner proclaimed its origin. "I know whose it is. I'll send it back to her." "Can't think how it came to be there," said nanny. "Poor little boy. Poor little boy," said Brenda to ... | did you do all day?" "There was the Shameless Blonde... we played animal snap some of the time." "Animal snap? Was that any good?" "Not much... It's odd to think that yesterday this time it hadn't happened." "Poor little boy," said Brenda. They had scarcely spoken to each other since Brenda's arrival. Tony had driven t... | send it back to her." "Can't think how it came to be there," said nanny. "Poor little boy. Poor little boy," said Brenda to herself, when nanny had left her, and gazed out across the troubled landscape. * * * * * "I was thinking about the pony, sir." "Oh yes, Ben?" "Will you want to be keeping her now?" "I hadn't thoug... | A Handful Of Dust | later when we've got more used to things." "Yes, later."<|quote|>Next morning.</|quote|>"A sweet letter from mother," said Brenda, handing it across. | {
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said the King. | No speaker | "You ought to have finished,"<|quote|>said the King.</|quote|>"When did you begin?" The | when I was sent for." "You ought to have finished,"<|quote|>said the King.</|quote|>"When did you begin?" The Hatter looked at the March | first witness was the Hatter. He came in with a teacup in one hand and a piece of bread-and-butter in the other. "I beg pardon, your Majesty," he began, "for bringing these in: but I hadn't quite finished my tea when I was sent for." "You ought to have finished,"<|quote|>said the King.</|quote|>"When did you begin?" Th... | quite away!" "Consider your verdict," the King said to the jury. "Not yet, not yet!" the Rabbit hastily interrupted. "There's a great deal to come before that!" "Call the first witness," said the King; and the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the trumpet, and called out, "First witness!" The first witness was the Hatt... | Lizard) could not make out at all what had become of it; so, after hunting all about for it, he was obliged to write with one finger for the rest of the day; and this was of very little use, as it left no mark on the slate. "Herald, read the accusation!" said the King. On this the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the ... | on slates. "What are they doing?" Alice whispered to the Gryphon. "They can't have anything to put down yet, before the trial's begun." "They're putting down their names," the Gryphon whispered in reply, "for fear they should forget them before the end of the trial." "Stupid things!" Alice began in a loud, indignant vo... | cry of "The trial's beginning!" was heard in the distance. "Come on!" cried the Gryphon, and, taking Alice by the hand, it hurried off, without waiting for the end of the song. "What trial is it?" Alice panted as she ran; but the Gryphon only answered "Come on!" and ran the faster, while more and more faintly came, car... | poor little juror (it was Bill, the Lizard) could not make out at all what had become of it; so, after hunting all about for it, he was obliged to write with one finger for the rest of the day; and this was of very little use, as it left no mark on the slate. "Herald, read the accusation!" said the King. On this the Wh... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | when I was sent for." "You ought to have finished,"<|quote|>said the King.</|quote|>"When did you begin?" The Hatter looked at the March | {
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assured Anne. | No speaker | as secret as the dead,"<|quote|>assured Anne.</|quote|>"But oh, Marilla, will you | him to death." "I'll be as secret as the dead,"<|quote|>assured Anne.</|quote|>"But oh, Marilla, will you let me make a cake | find some excuse to be away that day. He'd got so used to Mr. Bentley he didn't mind him, but he's going to find it hard to get acquainted with a new minister, and a new minister's wife will frighten him to death." "I'll be as secret as the dead,"<|quote|>assured Anne.</|quote|>"But oh, Marilla, will you let me make a ... | must have Mr. and Mrs. Allan up to tea someday soon," said Marilla reflectively. "They've been most everywhere but here. Let me see. Next Wednesday would be a good time to have them. But don't say a word to Matthew about it, for if he knew they were coming he'd find some excuse to be away that day. He'd got so used to ... | to speak so about Mr. Bell," said Marilla severely. "Mr. Bell is a real good man." "Oh, of course he's good," agreed Anne, "but he doesn't seem to get any comfort out of it. If I could be good I'd dance and sing all day because I was glad of it. I suppose Mrs. Allan is too old to dance and sing and of course it wouldn'... | and I asked ever so many. I'm good at asking questions, Marilla." "I believe you" was Marilla's emphatic comment. "Nobody else asked any except Ruby Gillis, and she asked if there was to be a Sunday-school picnic this summer. I didn't think that was a very proper question to ask because it hadn't any connection with th... | just like Mr. Bentley's--he had no imagination. And Mr. Terry had too much; he let it run away with him just as I did mine in the matter of the Haunted Wood. Besides, Mrs. Lynde says his theology wasn't sound. Mr. Gresham was a very good man and a very religious man, but he told too many funny stories and made the peop... | them from the start. Old and young liked the frank, cheerful young man with his high ideals, and the bright, gentle little lady who assumed the mistress-ship of the manse. With Mrs. Allan Anne fell promptly and wholeheartedly in love. She had discovered another kindred spirit. "Mrs. Allan is perfectly lovely," she anno... | Anne Of Green Gables | him to death." "I'll be as secret as the dead,"<|quote|>assured Anne.</|quote|>"But oh, Marilla, will you let me make a cake | {
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she added reproachfully, turning to Matthew, | No speaker | last night for joy. Oh,"<|quote|>she added reproachfully, turning to Matthew,</|quote|>"why didn't you tell me | was. I couldn't sleep all last night for joy. Oh,"<|quote|>she added reproachfully, turning to Matthew,</|quote|>"why didn't you tell me at the station that you | at the asylum?" "Oh, yes, there was an abundance of them. But Mrs. Spencer said _distinctly_ that you wanted a girl about eleven years old. And the matron said she thought I would do. You don't know how delighted I was. I couldn't sleep all last night for joy. Oh,"<|quote|>she added reproachfully, turning to Matthew,</... | Anne spelled with an E I shall try to reconcile myself to not being called Cordelia." "Very well, then, Anne spelled with an E, can you tell us how this mistake came to be made? We sent word to Mrs. Spencer to bring us a boy. Were there no boys at the asylum?" "Oh, yes, there was an abundance of them. But Mrs. Spencer ... | I was young I used to imagine it was Geraldine, but I like Cordelia better now. But if you call me Anne please call me Anne spelled with an E." "What difference does it make how it's spelled?" asked Marilla with another rusty smile as she picked up the teapot. "Oh, it makes _such_ a difference. It _looks_ so much nicer... | thing that ever happened to me!" Something like a reluctant smile, rather rusty from long disuse, mellowed Marilla's grim expression. "Well, don't cry any more. We're not going to turn you out-of-doors to-night. You'll have to stay here until we investigate this affair. What's your name?" The child hesitated for a mome... | to the ground. "What nice dreams they must have!" Then, holding tightly to the carpet-bag which contained "all her worldly goods," she followed him into the house. CHAPTER III. Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised |MARILLA came briskly forward as Matthew opened the door. But when her eyes fell on the odd little figure in the ... | I'm going to burst into tears!" Burst into tears she did. Sitting down on a chair by the table, flinging her arms out upon it, and burying her face in them, she proceeded to cry stormily. Marilla and Matthew looked at each other deprecatingly across the stove. Neither of them knew what to say or do. Finally Marilla ste... | Anne Of Green Gables | was. I couldn't sleep all last night for joy. Oh,"<|quote|>she added reproachfully, turning to Matthew,</|quote|>"why didn't you tell me at the station that you | {
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There was a general clapping of hands at this: it was the first really clever thing the King had said that day. | No speaker | name like an honest man."<|quote|>There was a general clapping of hands at this: it was the first really clever thing the King had said that day.</|quote|>"That _proves_ his guilt," said | else you'd have signed your name like an honest man."<|quote|>There was a general clapping of hands at this: it was the first really clever thing the King had said that day.</|quote|>"That _proves_ his guilt," said the Queen. "It proves nothing | the Knave, "I didn't write it, and they can't prove I did: there's no name signed at the end." "If you didn't sign it," said the King, "that only makes the matter worse. You _must_ have meant some mischief, or else you'd have signed your name like an honest man."<|quote|>There was a general clapping of hands at this: i... | "Are they in the prisoner's handwriting?" asked another of the jurymen. "No, they're not," said the White Rabbit, "and that's the queerest thing about it." (The jury all looked puzzled.) "He must have imitated somebody else's hand," said the King. (The jury all brightened up again.) "Please your Majesty," said the Knav... | paper has just been picked up." "What's in it?" said the Queen. "I haven't opened it yet," said the White Rabbit, "but it seems to be a letter, written by the prisoner to--to somebody." "It must have been that," said the King, "unless it was written to nobody, which isn't usual, you know." "Who is it directed to?" said... | meant," the King hastily said, and went on to himself in an undertone, "important--unimportant--unimportant--important--" as if he were trying which word sounded best. Some of the jury wrote it down "important," and some "unimportant." Alice could see this, as she was near enough to look over their slates; "but it does... | little voice, the name "Alice!" CHAPTER XII. Alice's Evidence "Here!" cried Alice, quite forgetting in the flurry of the moment how large she had grown in the last few minutes, and she jumped up in such a hurry that she tipped over the jury-box with the edge of her skirt, upsetting all the jurymen on to the heads of th... | great hurry; "this paper has just been picked up." "What's in it?" said the Queen. "I haven't opened it yet," said the White Rabbit, "but it seems to be a letter, written by the prisoner to--to somebody." "It must have been that," said the King, "unless it was written to nobody, which isn't usual, you know." "Who is it... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | else you'd have signed your name like an honest man."<|quote|>There was a general clapping of hands at this: it was the first really clever thing the King had said that day.</|quote|>"That _proves_ his guilt," said the Queen. "It proves nothing | {
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"you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you." | Anne Shirley | "Dear old world," she murmured,<|quote|>"you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you."</|quote|>Halfway down the hill a | of her soul to it. "Dear old world," she murmured,<|quote|>"you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you."</|quote|>Halfway down the hill a tall lad came whistling out | and purple, with its haunting, unceasing murmur. The west was a glory of soft mingled hues, and the pond reflected them all in still softer shadings. The beauty of it all thrilled Anne's heart, and she gratefully opened the gates of her soul to it. "Dear old world," she murmured,<|quote|>"you are very lovely, and I am ... | sunset and all Avonlea lay before her in a dreamlike afterlight--"a haunt of ancient peace." There was a freshness in the air as of a wind that had blown over honey-sweet fields of clover. Home lights twinkled out here and there among the homestead trees. Beyond lay the sea, misty and purple, with its haunting, unceasi... | crispness was no longer Marilla's distinguishing characteristic. As Mrs. Lynde told her Thomas that night. "Marilla Cuthbert has got _mellow_. That's what." Anne went to the little Avonlea graveyard the next evening to put fresh flowers on Matthew's grave and water the Scotch rosebush. She lingered there until dusk, li... | for--for me." "I guess you can't prevent him now. He's signed papers with the White Sands trustees. So it wouldn't do him any good now if you were to refuse. Of course you'll take the school. You'll get along all right, now that there are no Pyes going. Josie was the last of them, and a good thing she was, that's what.... | mingled weariness and relief. "I declare I'm getting glad to sit down. I've been on my feet all day, and two hundred pounds is a good bit for two feet to carry round. It's a great blessing not to be fat, Marilla. I hope you appreciate it. Well, Anne, I hear you've given up your notion of going to college. I was real gl... | keep school teachers reminded that earth isn't their home. Bless my heart! What does all that winking and blinking at the Barry gable mean?" "Diana is signaling for me to go over," laughed Anne. "You know we keep up the old custom. Excuse me while I run over and see what she wants." Anne ran down the clover slope like ... | Anne Of Green Gables | of her soul to it. "Dear old world," she murmured,<|quote|>"you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you."</|quote|>Halfway down the hill a tall lad came whistling out | {
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said Dr Messinger. | No speaker | "We're all right for stores,"<|quote|>said Dr Messinger.</|quote|>"There's enough for three weeks | rice and some tinned peaches. "We're all right for stores,"<|quote|>said Dr Messinger.</|quote|>"There's enough for three weeks at the shortest and we | * * * * * Next day the boats were ready. By noon they were launched and tied in to the bank. The Indians went silently about the business of preparing their dinner. Tony and Dr Messinger ate tongue, boiled rice and some tinned peaches. "We're all right for stores,"<|quote|>said Dr Messinger.</|quote|>"There's enough fo... | no go with Pie-wie peoples," said Rosa. "Oh God," said Dr Messinger wearily. "All right, we'll talk about it in the morning." "You give me cigarette...." "It's going to be awkward if that woman doesn't come." "It's going to be much more awkward if none of them come," said Tony. * * * * * Next day the boats were ready. ... | hidden country. "Pie-wie peoples there," she said. "Macushi peoples no go with Pie-wie peoples." "Now listen, Rosa. You are sensible, civilized woman. You lived two years with black gentleman, Mr Forbes. You like cigarettes--" "Yes, give me cigarettes." "You come with men in boats, I give you plenty, plenty cigarettes.... | lit from below by the storm lantern that stood on a box between them; the shadow of her high cheekbones hid her eyes; lank, ragged hair, a tenuous straggle of tattooing along the forehead and lip, rotund body in its filthy cotton gown, bandy brown legs. "Understand?" But still she said nothing; she seemed to be looking... | trunk and lifted the skin clear. It curled up again at once, making a hollow cylinder, which the men carried down to the waterside and set afloat, fastening it to a tree with a loop of vine-rope. When all the woodskins were ready it was an easy matter to make canoes of them. Four men held them open while two others fix... | peoples no go with Pie-wie peoples." "I am not asking you to go _with_ Pie-wie people. You and the men take us as far as Pie-wies, then you go back to Macushi people. Understand?" Rosa raised her arm in an embracing circle which covered the camp and the road they had travelled and the broad savannahs behind them. "Macu... | A Handful Of Dust | rice and some tinned peaches. "We're all right for stores,"<|quote|>said Dr Messinger.</|quote|>"There's enough for three weeks at the shortest and we | {
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the Hatter went on, looking anxiously round to see if he would deny it too: but the Dormouse denied nothing, being fast asleep. | No speaker | any rate, the Dormouse said--"<|quote|>the Hatter went on, looking anxiously round to see if he would deny it too: but the Dormouse denied nothing, being fast asleep.</|quote|>"After that," continued the Hatter, | out that part." "Well, at any rate, the Dormouse said--"<|quote|>the Hatter went on, looking anxiously round to see if he would deny it too: but the Dormouse denied nothing, being fast asleep.</|quote|>"After that," continued the Hatter, "I cut some more bread-and-butter--" | on, "and most things twinkled after that--only the March Hare said--" "I didn't!" the March Hare interrupted in a great hurry. "You did!" said the Hatter. "I deny it!" said the March Hare. "He denies it," said the King: "leave out that part." "Well, at any rate, the Dormouse said--"<|quote|>the Hatter went on, looking ... | so thin--and the twinkling of the tea--" "The twinkling of the _what?_" said the King. "It _began_ with the tea," the Hatter replied. "Of course twinkling begins with a T!" said the King sharply. "Do you take me for a dunce? Go on!" "I'm a poor man," the Hatter went on, "and most things twinkled after that--only the Ma... | time the Queen had never left off staring at the Hatter, and, just as the Dormouse crossed the court, she said to one of the officers of the court, "Bring me the list of the singers in the last concert!" on which the wretched Hatter trembled so, that he shook both his shoes off. "Give your evidence," the King repeated ... | King; "and don't be nervous, or I'll have you executed on the spot." This did not seem to encourage the witness at all: he kept shifting from one foot to the other, looking uneasily at the Queen, and in his confusion he bit a large piece out of his teacup instead of the bread-and-butter. Just at this moment Alice felt ... | of the jurors had a pencil that squeaked. This of course, Alice could _not_ stand, and she went round the court and got behind him, and very soon found an opportunity of taking it away. She did it so quickly that the poor little juror (it was Bill, the Lizard) could not make out at all what had become of it; so, after ... | "and don't be nervous, or I'll have you executed on the spot." This did not seem to encourage the witness at all: he kept shifting from one foot to the other, looking uneasily at the Queen, and in his confusion he bit a large piece out of his teacup instead of the bread-and-butter. Just at this moment Alice felt a very... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | out that part." "Well, at any rate, the Dormouse said--"<|quote|>the Hatter went on, looking anxiously round to see if he would deny it too: but the Dormouse denied nothing, being fast asleep.</|quote|>"After that," continued the Hatter, "I cut some more bread-and-butter--" | {
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thought Marilla, | No speaker | got too much to say,"<|quote|>thought Marilla,</|quote|>"but she might be trained | nice, teachable little thing. "She's got too much to say,"<|quote|>thought Marilla,</|quote|>"but she might be trained out of that. And there's | at the prospect of a real home. It was a pity she had to be sent back. What if she, Marilla, should indulge Matthew's unaccountable whim and let her stay? He was set on it; and the child seemed a nice, teachable little thing. "She's got too much to say,"<|quote|>thought Marilla,</|quote|>"but she might be trained out o... | deeply. Pity was suddenly stirring in her heart for the child. What a starved, unloved life she had had--a life of drudgery and poverty and neglect; for Marilla was shrewd enough to read between the lines of Anne's history and divine the truth. No wonder she had been so delighted at the prospect of a real home. It was ... | be just as good and kind as possible. And when people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite--always. They had a good deal to worry them, you know. It's a very trying to have a drunken husband, you see; and it must be very trying to have twins three times in succession, don't you think?... | last year I stayed with Mrs. Thomas. When I went up river we were so far from a school that I couldn't walk it in winter and there was a vacation in summer, so I could only go in the spring and fall. But of course I went while I was at the asylum. I can read pretty well and I know ever so many pieces of poetry off by h... | she'd take me, though she was poor and had a drunken husband. She brought me up by hand. Do you know if there is anything in being brought up by hand that ought to make people who are brought up that way better than other people? Because whenever I was naughty Mrs. Thomas would ask me how I could be such a bad girl whe... | to go to the asylum at Hopeton, because nobody would take me. They didn't want me at the asylum, either; they said they were over-crowded as it was. But they had to take me and I was there four months until Mrs. Spencer came." Anne finished up with another sigh, of relief this time. Evidently she did not like talking a... | Anne Of Green Gables | nice, teachable little thing. "She's got too much to say,"<|quote|>thought Marilla,</|quote|>"but she might be trained out of that. And there's | {
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he said, and inscribed her name on another line, as _Miss Smith_. The detective, registering below, remarked to his colleague, | No speaker | hesitated. "She is my niece,"<|quote|>he said, and inscribed her name on another line, as _Miss Smith_. The detective, registering below, remarked to his colleague,</|quote|>"He got out of that | finger on the place. Tony hesitated. "She is my niece,"<|quote|>he said, and inscribed her name on another line, as _Miss Smith_. The detective, registering below, remarked to his colleague,</|quote|>"He got out of that all right. Quite smart. But | "Oh, Winnie can come in with me," said Milly. The two detectives who were standing nearby at the counter exchanged glances of disapproval. Tony wrote _Mr and Mrs Last_ in the Visitors' Book. "And daughter," said the clerk with his finger on the place. Tony hesitated. "She is my niece,"<|quote|>he said, and inscribed he... | been engaged for Tony by the solicitors. It was therefore a surprise to the reception clerk when Winnie arrived. "We have reserved in your name double and single communicating rooms, bathroom and sitting-room," he said. "We did not understand you were bringing your daughter. Will you require a further room?" "Oh, Winni... | an ice. But you can have some nice tea." "But I want an ice." "You shall have an ice when you get to Brighton. Now be a good girl and play with your puzzle or mother won't take you to the seaside again." "The Awful Child of popular fiction," said Jock as he left Tony. Winnie sustained the part throughout the journey to... | plain child with large gold-rimmed spectacles. When she spoke she revealed that two of her front teeth were missing. "I hope you don't imagine she's coming with us." "Yes, that the idea," said Milly. "She won't be any trouble--she's got her puzzle." Tony bent down to speak to the little girl. "Listen," he said. "You do... | train anyway." So it was decided that they should meet at Victoria on Saturday afternoon. Jock gave Babs ten shillings and he and Tony went home, Tony had not slept much lately. He could not prevent himself, when alone, from rehearsing over and over in his mind all that had happened since Beaver's visit to Hetton; sear... | shoes. I brought her along too. I knew you wouldn't mind really. She travels on a half ticket." Winnie was a plain child with large gold-rimmed spectacles. When she spoke she revealed that two of her front teeth were missing. "I hope you don't imagine she's coming with us." "Yes, that the idea," said Milly. "She won't ... | A Handful Of Dust | finger on the place. Tony hesitated. "She is my niece,"<|quote|>he said, and inscribed her name on another line, as _Miss Smith_. The detective, registering below, remarked to his colleague,</|quote|>"He got out of that all right. Quite smart. But | {
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"Well, I want to go down to the sea. Come on." | Winnie | "It won't be open yet."<|quote|>"Well, I want to go down to the sea. Come on."</|quote|>Tony knew that he would | to go on the pier." "It won't be open yet."<|quote|>"Well, I want to go down to the sea. Come on."</|quote|>Tony knew that he would not get to sleep again | to bed." "No, I'm dressed. Let's go out." She went to the window and pulled back the curtains, filling the room with glacial, morning light. "It's hardly raining at all," she said. "What do you want to do?" "I want to go on the pier." "It won't be open yet."<|quote|>"Well, I want to go down to the sea. Come on."</|quot... | reviewing over and over again the incidents of the last three months; then he too fell asleep. * * * * * He was awakened by Winnie. "Mother's still asleep," she said. Tony looked at his watch. "So I should think," he said. It was a quarter-past seven. "Go back to bed." "No, I'm dressed. Let's go out." She went to the w... | Dan drove them back to the hotel. Baby sat beside him in front, disposed to be quarrelsome. "Where were you?" she kept asking. "Never saw you all the evening. Where did you get to? Where were you hiding? I call it a lousy way to take a girl out." Tony and Milly sat at the back. From habit and exhaustion she put her hea... | like that if you're interested in roses. Damn that radio, it's going wonky again." Tony wondered whether he was as amiable when people he did not know were brought over unexpectedly to Hetton. At one stage in the evening he found himself sitting on a sofa with Dan, who said, "Nice kid, Milly." "Yes." "I'll tell you a t... | dining with Brenda at Espinosa's. "That's a pretty girl in the corner." "I wonder you don't go and join her, dear," said Milly testily. "Look at that woman's diamonds. Do you think they can be real?" "Why don't you ask her, if you're so interested?" "That's an interesting type--the dark woman dancing." "I'm sure she'd ... | had the best of everything. There was a party of twenty or thirty people, all more or less like Dan. Dan's friend was most hospitable. When he was not fiddling with the wireless, which gave trouble off and on throughout the evening, he was sauntering among his guests refilling their glasses. "This stuff's all right," h... | A Handful Of Dust | to go on the pier." "It won't be open yet."<|quote|>"Well, I want to go down to the sea. Come on."</|quote|>Tony knew that he would not get to sleep again | {
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"indigenous material employed throughout. Don't let Mrs Beaver see it or she will cover it with chromium plating." | Tony Last | with local character," he said,<|quote|>"indigenous material employed throughout. Don't let Mrs Beaver see it or she will cover it with chromium plating."</|quote|>"Try and walk." Mr Todd | Mr Todd's hut. "Architecture harmonizing with local character," he said,<|quote|>"indigenous material employed throughout. Don't let Mrs Beaver see it or she will cover it with chromium plating."</|quote|>"Try and walk." Mr Todd hoisted Tony to his feet | Mr Todd's side, who was not there. "Do you see that house over there? Do you think you can manage to walk to it? If not, I can send some Indians to carry you." Tony squinted across the savannah at Mr Todd's hut. "Architecture harmonizing with local character," he said,<|quote|>"indigenous material employed throughout. ... | expect she's staying with one of her new friends in Brazil... You haven't seen her, have you?" "You are the first stranger I have seen for a very long time." "She was wearing a top hat when she left. You can't miss her." Then he began talking to someone at Mr Todd's side, who was not there. "Do you see that house over ... | to it; his feet were cut and grossly swollen; every exposed surface of skin was scarred by insect and bat bites; his eyes were wild with fever. He was talking to himself in delirium but stopped when Todd approached and addressed him in English. "You're the first person who's spoken to me for days," said Tony. "The othe... | and a mud floor. He owned the dozen or so head of puny cattle which grazed in the savannah, a plantation of cassava, some banana and mango trees, a dog and, unique in the neighbourhood, a single-barrelled, breech-loading shot-gun. The few commodities which he employed from the outside world came to him through a long s... | Messinger has taken the canoe." "Very well, Ambrose." "Thank you, sir." The committee had moved off down the avenue; all except Colonel Inch who had taken the other drive and was trotting towards Compton Last. Tony and Mrs Rattery were all alone. "Bow-wow," she said, scooping in the cards. "That carries the motion." Lo... | sitting on the ground, clearly in a very bad way. He was without hat or boots, and his clothes were so torn that it was only by the dampness of his body that they adhered to it; his feet were cut and grossly swollen; every exposed surface of skin was scarred by insect and bat bites; his eyes were wild with fever. He wa... | A Handful Of Dust | Mr Todd's hut. "Architecture harmonizing with local character," he said,<|quote|>"indigenous material employed throughout. Don't let Mrs Beaver see it or she will cover it with chromium plating."</|quote|>"Try and walk." Mr Todd hoisted Tony to his feet | {
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"Sure you don't mind? It _is_ miles out of the way and it's late." | John Beaver | bother to see me home."<|quote|>"Sure you don't mind? It _is_ miles out of the way and it's late."</|quote|>"There's no knowing what I | we go?" "Yes. You needn't bother to see me home."<|quote|>"Sure you don't mind? It _is_ miles out of the way and it's late."</|quote|>"There's no knowing what I mind." "Brenda, darling, for heaven's | I've said to-night makes any difference?" "Darling, don't go on. We've been through all that. You know it's the only thing that _can_ happen. Why spoil the last week?" "You _have_ enjoyed the summer, haven't you?" "Of course... well, shall we go?" "Yes. You needn't bother to see me home."<|quote|>"Sure you don't mind? ... | had opened. Beaver paid for the kippers and tea. "Eight shillings," he said. "How does Daisy expect to make a success of the place when she charges prices like that?" "It does seem a lot.... So you really _are_ going to America?" "I must. Mother has taken the tickets." "Nothing I've said to-night makes any difference?"... | hydrants; the men in overalls swung the nozzles of their hoses from side to side and the water jetted and cascaded in a sparkle of light. "Let's have the window open," said Brenda. "It's stuffy in here." The waiter drew back the curtains, opened the windows. "It's quite light," she added. "After five. Oughtn't we to go... | from cabouri fly, sprawled in their hammocks. The empty canoes lay in the river; the mechanical mouse had been put away. At sundown Dr Messinger said, "We'd better make a fire. They'll come back when it is dark." They brushed the earth away from the old embers, brought new wood and made a fire; they lit the storm lante... | of scent into the palm of her hands and inhaling deeply. "Each man can choose three things from this box if he comes in the boats." But Rosa replied monotonously, "Macushi peoples dig cassava field just now." "It's no good," said Dr Messinger after half an hour's fruitless negotiation. "We shall have to try with the mi... | back when it is dark." They brushed the earth away from the old embers, brought new wood and made a fire; they lit the storm lantern. "We'd better get some supper," said Tony. They boiled water and made some cocoa, opened a tin of salmon and finished the peaches that were left over from mid-day. They lit their pipes an... | A Handful Of Dust | we go?" "Yes. You needn't bother to see me home."<|quote|>"Sure you don't mind? It _is_ miles out of the way and it's late."</|quote|>"There's no knowing what I mind." "Brenda, darling, for heaven's | {
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"Nothing," | Alice | the King said to Alice.<|quote|>"Nothing,"</|quote|>said Alice. "Nothing _whatever?_" persisted | you know about this business?" the King said to Alice.<|quote|>"Nothing,"</|quote|>said Alice. "Nothing _whatever?_" persisted the King. "Nothing whatever," said | to work very diligently to write out a history of the accident, all except the Lizard, who seemed too much overcome to do anything but sit with its mouth open, gazing up into the roof of the court. "What do you know about this business?" the King said to Alice.<|quote|>"Nothing,"</|quote|>said Alice. "Nothing _whatever... | herself; "I should think it would be _quite_ as much use in the trial one way up as the other." As soon as the jury had a little recovered from the shock of being upset, and their slates and pencils had been found and handed back to them, they set to work very diligently to write out a history of the accident, all exce... | put back into the jury-box, or they would die. "The trial cannot proceed," said the King in a very grave voice, "until all the jurymen are back in their proper places--_all_," he repeated with great emphasis, looking hard at Alice as he said so. Alice looked at the jury-box, and saw that, in her haste, she had put the ... | Queen, "Really, my dear, _you_ must cross-examine the next witness. It quite makes my forehead ache!" Alice watched the White Rabbit as he fumbled over the list, feeling very curious to see what the next witness would be like, "--for they haven't got much evidence _yet_," she said to herself. Imagine her surprise, when... | up at the mouth with strings: into this they slipped the guinea-pig, head first, and then sat upon it.) "I'm glad I've seen that done," thought Alice. "I've so often read in the newspapers, at the end of trials," "There was some attempts at applause, which was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court," "and ... | voice, "Your Majesty must cross-examine _this_ witness." "Well, if I must, I must," the King said, with a melancholy air, and, after folding his arms and frowning at the cook till his eyes were nearly out of sight, he said in a deep voice, "What are tarts made of?" "Pepper, mostly," said the cook. "Treacle," said a sle... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | you know about this business?" the King said to Alice.<|quote|>"Nothing,"</|quote|>said Alice. "Nothing _whatever?_" persisted the King. "Nothing whatever," said | {
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"No thanks, I've got everything safe. How did you sleep?" | Brenda | say, can't I carry something?"<|quote|>"No thanks, I've got everything safe. How did you sleep?"</|quote|>"Beautifully." "I bet you didn't." | looking up at her. "I say, can't I carry something?"<|quote|>"No thanks, I've got everything safe. How did you sleep?"</|quote|>"Beautifully." "I bet you didn't." "Well, I'm not a very | half-finished panel of petit-point embroidery and a vast, disordered sheaf of Sunday newspapers, above which only her eyes and forehead appeared as though over a yashmak. Beaver emerged from the shadows below and stood at the foot of the stairs looking up at her. "I say, can't I carry something?"<|quote|>"No thanks, I'... | and gold, gules and azure by the emblazoned coats, broken by the leaded devices into countless points and patches of coloured light. Brenda descended the great staircase step by step through alternations of dusk and rainbow. Both hands were occupied, holding to her breast a bag, a small hat, a half-finished panel of pe... | I told you not to go repeating whatever Ben Hacket tells you? Miss Tendril didn't want to hear about Peppermint. And don't ever use that rude word "cat" again." "It only means to be sick." "Well, Miss Tendril isn't interested in being sick..." As the gathering between porch and lychgate began to disperse, Tony set off ... | assure you." "I haven't used it here lately. When I am asked to supply elsewhere it is the one I invariably choose. Let me see now, I always make a note of the times I use it." The old clergyman opened the manuscript book he was carrying. It had a limp black cover and the pages were yellow with age. "Ah yes, here we ar... | him the living at the instance of his dentist. He had a noble and sonorous voice and was reckoned the best preacher for many miles around. His sermons had been composed in his more active days for delivery at the garrison chapel; he had done nothing to adapt them to the changed conditions of his ministry and they mostl... | her sceptre and crown." (" "The Reverend Tendril "e do speak uncommon "igh of the Queen," a gardener's wife had once remarked to Tony.) After the choir had filed out, during the last hymn, the congregation crouched silently for a few seconds and then made for the door. There was no sign of recognition until they were o... | A Handful Of Dust | looking up at her. "I say, can't I carry something?"<|quote|>"No thanks, I've got everything safe. How did you sleep?"</|quote|>"Beautifully." "I bet you didn't." "Well, I'm not a very | {
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thought Alice, as she went slowly after it: | No speaker | "Everybody says 'come on!' here,"<|quote|>thought Alice, as she went slowly after it:</|quote|>"I never was so ordered | nobody, you know. Come on!" "Everybody says 'come on!' here,"<|quote|>thought Alice, as she went slowly after it:</|quote|>"I never was so ordered about in all my life, | Queen till she was out of sight: then it chuckled. "What fun!" said the Gryphon, half to itself, half to Alice. "What _is_ the fun?" said Alice. "Why, _she_," said the Gryphon. "It's all her fancy, that: they never executes nobody, you know. Come on!" "Everybody says 'come on!' here,"<|quote|>thought Alice, as she went... | the Gryphon. Alice did not quite like the look of the creature, but on the whole she thought it would be quite as safe to stay with it as to go after that savage Queen: so she waited. The Gryphon sat up and rubbed its eyes: then it watched the Queen till she was out of sight: then it chuckled. "What fun!" said the Gryp... | low voice, to the company generally, "You are all pardoned." "Come, _that's_ a good thing!" she said to herself, for she had felt quite unhappy at the number of executions the Queen had ordered. They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. (If you don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the picture.)... | advantage of the Queen's absence, and were resting in the shade: however, the moment they saw her, they hurried back to the game, the Queen merely remarking that a moment's delay would cost them their lives. All the time they were playing the Queen never left off quarrelling with the other players, and shouting "Off wi... | large mustard-mine near here. And the moral of that is--'The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours.'" "Oh, I know!" exclaimed Alice, who had not attended to this last remark, "it's a vegetable. It doesn't look like one, but it is." "I quite agree with you," said the Duchess; "and the moral of that is--'Be w... | in a low voice, to the company generally, "You are all pardoned." "Come, _that's_ a good thing!" she said to herself, for she had felt quite unhappy at the number of executions the Queen had ordered. They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. (If you don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the pict... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | nobody, you know. Come on!" "Everybody says 'come on!' here,"<|quote|>thought Alice, as she went slowly after it:</|quote|>"I never was so ordered about in all my life, | {
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"Really, now you ask me," | Alice | a drawing of a muchness?"<|quote|>"Really, now you ask me,"</|quote|>said Alice, very much confused, | see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?"<|quote|>"Really, now you ask me,"</|quote|>said Alice, very much confused, "I don't think--" "Then you | the Hatter, it woke up again with a little shriek, and went on: "--that begins with an M, such as mouse-traps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness--you know you say things are" "much of a muchness" "--did you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?"<|quote|>"Really, now you ask me,"</|quote|>said Alice, ve... | very sleepy; "and they drew all manner of things--everything that begins with an M--" "Why with an M?" said Alice. "Why not?" said the March Hare. Alice was silent. The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again with a little shriek, a... | cautiously: "But I don't understand. Where did they draw the treacle from?" "You can draw water out of a water-well," said the Hatter; "so I should think you could draw treacle out of a treacle-well--eh, stupid?" "But they were _in_ the well," Alice said to the Dormouse, not choosing to notice this last remark. "Of cou... | about it, and then said, "It was a treacle-well." "There's no such thing!" Alice was beginning very angrily, but the Hatter and the March Hare went "Sh! sh!" and the Dormouse sulkily remarked, "If you can't be civil, you'd better finish the story for yourself." "No, please go on!" Alice said very humbly; "I won't inter... | here?" she asked. "Yes, that's it," said the Hatter with a sigh: "it's always tea-time, and we've no time to wash the things between whiles." "Then you keep moving round, I suppose?" said Alice. "Exactly so," said the Hatter: "as the things get used up." "But what happens when you come to the beginning again?" Alice ve... | cautiously: "But I don't understand. Where did they draw the treacle from?" "You can draw water out of a water-well," said the Hatter; "so I should think you could draw treacle out of a treacle-well--eh, stupid?" "But they were _in_ the well," Alice said to the Dormouse, not choosing to notice this last remark. "Of cou... | Alices Adventures In Wonderland | see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?"<|quote|>"Really, now you ask me,"</|quote|>said Alice, very much confused, "I don't think--" "Then you | {
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They had the whole of Wednesday alone together. Brenda exerted herself and Tony's fretfulness subsided. She was particularly tender to him at this time and scarcely teased him at all. On Thursday they went North to Yorkshire. Beaver was there. Tony discovered him in the first half hour and brought the news to Brenda up... | No speaker | in the last three weeks."<|quote|>They had the whole of Wednesday alone together. Brenda exerted herself and Tony's fretfulness subsided. She was particularly tender to him at this time and scarcely teased him at all. On Thursday they went North to Yorkshire. Beaver was there. Tony discovered him in the first half hour... | seen so much of you in the last three weeks."<|quote|>They had the whole of Wednesday alone together. Brenda exerted herself and Tony's fretfulness subsided. She was particularly tender to him at this time and scarcely teased him at all. On Thursday they went North to Yorkshire. Beaver was there. Tony discovered him in... | like me much. And anyway it was a damned silly present." Tony had become fretful about his visit to Angela's. He always hated staying away. "Don't come, darling. I'll make it all right with them." "No, I'll come. I haven't seen so much of you in the last three weeks."<|quote|>They had the whole of Wednesday alone toget... | dinner and later had put it in the envelope without remembering to finish it. He wrote a large, school-girlish hand with wide spaces between the lines. Brenda felt a little sick when she read this letter but she showed it to Marjorie, saying, "I can't complain, he's never pretended to like me much. And anyway it was a ... | I saw the pink leather case and my surprise at opening it. It really was_ sweet _of you to send me such a charming present. Thank you again very much for it. I hope your party is being a success. It is rather dull here. The others went hunting yesterday. I went to the meet. They did not have a good day. Mother is here ... | discerned the trouble and attempted to reassure her, saying, "Dear child, all these feelings of delicacy are valueless; only the rich realize the gulf that separates them from the poor," but the uneasiness persisted, and night after night she found herself being sent out of the room, asking or answering questions, perf... | he was particularly fond. Everyone ate a great deal and became slightly torpid towards Boxing-day evening; silver ladles of burning brandy went round the table, crackers were pulled and opened; paper hats, indoor fireworks, mottoes. This year, everything happened in its accustomed way; nothing seemed to menace the peac... | and most of Tony's guests felt that it was an integral part of their Christmas festivities; one with which they would find it very hard to dispense. "The ravening tiger and exotic camel" had long been bywords in the family, of frequent recurrence in all their games. These games were the hardest part for Brenda. They di... | A Handful Of Dust | seen so much of you in the last three weeks."<|quote|>They had the whole of Wednesday alone together. Brenda exerted herself and Tony's fretfulness subsided. She was particularly tender to him at this time and scarcely teased him at all. On Thursday they went North to Yorkshire. Beaver was there. Tony discovered him in... | {
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said Anne, yielding reluctantly, for, although she would have been delighted to play the principal character, yet her artistic sense demanded fitness for it and this, she felt, her limitations made impossible. | No speaker | Elaine. "Well, I'll be Elaine,"<|quote|>said Anne, yielding reluctantly, for, although she would have been delighted to play the principal character, yet her artistic sense demanded fitness for it and this, she felt, her limitations made impossible.</|quote|>"Ruby, you must be King | be more convenient for playing Elaine. "Well, I'll be Elaine,"<|quote|>said Anne, yielding reluctantly, for, although she would have been delighted to play the principal character, yet her artistic sense demanded fitness for it and this, she felt, her limitations made impossible.</|quote|>"Ruby, you must be King Arthur... | landing place it would drift down with the current under the bridge and finally strand itself on another headland lower down which ran out at a curve in the pond. They had often gone down like this and nothing could be more convenient for playing Elaine. "Well, I'll be Elaine,"<|quote|>said Anne, yielding reluctantly, ... | real people to them, and Anne was devoured by secret regret that she had not been born in Camelot. Those days, she said, were so much more romantic than the present. Anne's plan was hailed with enthusiasm. The girls had discovered that if the flat were pushed off from the landing place it would drift down with the curr... | the two girls learned to row themselves about in the little flat-bottomed dory Mr. Barry kept for duck shooting. It was Anne's idea that they dramatize Elaine. They had studied Tennyson's poem in school the preceding winter, the Superintendent of Education having prescribed it in the English course for the Prince Edwar... | looking admiringly at the short, silky curls that clustered over Anne's head and were held in place by a very jaunty black velvet ribbon and bow. They were standing on the bank of the pond, below Orchard Slope, where a little headland fringed with birches ran out from the bank; at its tip was a small wooden platform bu... | want to be good, Marilla, like you and Mrs. Allan and Miss Stacy, and grow up to be a credit to you. Diana says when my hair begins to grow to tie a black velvet ribbon around my head with a bow at one side. She says she thinks it will be very becoming. I will call it a snood--that sounds so romantic. But am I talking ... | lily maid." "Your complexion is just as fair as Ruby's," said Diana earnestly, "and your hair is ever so much darker than it used to be before you cut it." "Oh, do you really think so?" exclaimed Anne, flushing sensitively with delight. "I've sometimes thought it was myself--but I never dared to ask anyone for fear she... | Anne Of Green Gables | be more convenient for playing Elaine. "Well, I'll be Elaine,"<|quote|>said Anne, yielding reluctantly, for, although she would have been delighted to play the principal character, yet her artistic sense demanded fitness for it and this, she felt, her limitations made impossible.</|quote|>"Ruby, you must be King Arthur... | {
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We began to jostle the fellow. No one felt kindly toward him, for it was his fault that the food twice came up to us in the line too late and cold. Under shell-fire he wouldn't bring his kitchen up near enough, so that our soup-carriers had to go much farther than those of the other companies. Now Bulcke of the Firs... | No speaker | We are the Second Company."<|quote|>We began to jostle the fellow. No one felt kindly toward him, for it was his fault that the food twice came up to us in the line too late and cold. Under shell-fire he wouldn't bring his kitchen up near enough, so that our soup-carriers had to go much farther than those of the othe... | Good. Let's have it then. We are the Second Company."<|quote|>We began to jostle the fellow. No one felt kindly toward him, for it was his fault that the food twice came up to us in the line too late and cold. Under shell-fire he wouldn't bring his kitchen up near enough, so that our soup-carriers had to go much fart... | "I don't care about the stew, but I can only issue rations for eighty men," persisted Ginger. Katczinsky got angry. "You might be generous for once. You haven't drawn food for eighty men. You've drawn it for the Second Company. Good. Let's have it then. We are the Second Company."<|quote|>We began to jostle the fe... | a bit--yes, practically two issues." Then Ginger stirred himself and said: "That won't do." Then we got excited and began to crowd around. "Why won't that do, you old carrot?" demanded Katczinsky. "Eighty men can't have what is meant for a hundred and fifty." "We'll soon show you," growled Müller. "I don't care about t... | "And I have cooked for one hundred and fifty men----" Kropp poked him in the ribs. "Then for once we'll have enough. Come on, begin!" Suddenly a vision came over Tjaden. His sharp, mousey features began to shine, his eyes grew small with cunning, his jaws twitched, and he whispered hoarsely: "Man! then you've got bre... | a grasshopper and gets up as big as a bug in the family way; Haie Westhus, of the same age, a peat-digger, who can easily hold a ration-loaf in his hand and say: Guess what I've got in my fist; then Detering, a peasant, who thinks of nothing but his farm-yard and his wife; and finally Stanislaus Katczinsky, the leader ... | he is and always will be as thin as a rake. What's more important still is the issue of a double ration of smokes. Ten cigars, twenty cigarettes, and two quids of chew per man; now that is decent. I have exchanged my chewing tobacco with Katczinsky for his cigarettes, which means I have forty altogether. That's enough ... | as thin as a grasshopper and gets up as big as a bug in the family way; Haie Westhus, of the same age, a peat-digger, who can easily hold a ration-loaf in his hand and say: Guess what I've got in my fist; then Detering, a peasant, who thinks of nothing but his farm-yard and his wife; and finally Stanislaus Katczinsky, ... | All Quiet on the Western Front | Good. Let's have it then. We are the Second Company."<|quote|>We began to jostle the fellow. No one felt kindly toward him, for it was his fault that the food twice came up to us in the line too late and cold. Under shell-fire he wouldn't bring his kitchen up near enough, so that our soup-carriers had to go much fart... | {
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"On your not asking a lot of silly questions." | Nanny | "Tell me one of them."<|quote|>"On your not asking a lot of silly questions."</|quote|>"Silly old tart." "_John!_ How | depend on?" "Lots of things." "Tell me one of them."<|quote|>"On your not asking a lot of silly questions."</|quote|>"Silly old tart." "_John!_ How dare you? What do you | I have my milk in mummy's room?" "That depends." Nanny's replies were always evasive, like that--" "We'll see" or "That's asking" or "Those that ask no questions hear no lies" "--altogether unlike Ben's decisive and pungent judgments. "What does it depend on?" "Lots of things." "Tell me one of them."<|quote|>"On your n... | Would you like to see me give him a pill?" "Oh yes; please, nanny, may I?" "You must ask mother. Come along now, you've had quite enough of horses for one day." "Can't have enough of horses," said John, "ever." On the way back to the house he said, "Can I have my milk in mummy's room?" "That depends." Nanny's replies w... | a swallow. Try it again?" Twice more John and Thunderclap went over the little rail, then nanny called that it was time to go indoors for his milk. They walked the pony back to the stable. Nanny said, "Oh dear, look at all the mud on your coat." Ben said, "We'll have you riding the winner at Aintree soon." "Good mornin... | with both hands; he looked guiltily at Ben, who said, "What d'you suppose your bloody legs are for? Here, take this and just give her a tap when you get up to it!" He handed John a switch. Nanny sat by the gate re-reading a letter from her sister. John took Thunderclap back and tried the jump again. This time they made... | was more the name for a hound than a horse. Ben had known a strawberry roan called Thunderclap who killed two riders and won the local point-to-point four years running. He had been a lovely little horse, said Ben, till he staked himself in the guts, hunting, and had to be shot. Ben knew stories about a great many diff... | suppose your bloody legs are for? Here, take this and just give her a tap when you get up to it!" He handed John a switch. Nanny sat by the gate re-reading a letter from her sister. John took Thunderclap back and tried the jump again. This time they made straight for the rail. Ben shouted "Legs!" and John kicked sturdi... | A Handful Of Dust | depend on?" "Lots of things." "Tell me one of them."<|quote|>"On your not asking a lot of silly questions."</|quote|>"Silly old tart." "_John!_ How dare you? What do you | {
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"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy." | Unknowable | know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy."</|quote|>"She was always jolly decent | up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy."</|quote|>"She was always jolly decent to us when she used | said Molly. "She sends her love to us all and to Hetton." There was another pause. "Well, I think it's a jolly good thing," said Molly. "She couldn't show much widowly grief. It didn't take her long to get hitched up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that a... | head that Cousin Tony died in Afghanistan." "There's a letter here from Cousin Brenda. She's very sorry but she can't get down here for the dedication." "Oh." There was a general silence. "She says that Jock has a three-line whip for this afternoon." "Oh." "She could have come without him," said Molly. "She sends her l... | was a neat, circumspect child of twelve, with large grave eyes behind her goggles. She kissed her father and mother and said, "I'm sorry if I'm late." "_If_ you're late..." said Mr Last tolerantly. "How long will the show last?" asked Teddy. "I've got to run over to Bayton and get some more rabbits for the foxes. Chive... | the morning-room, the smoking-room and what had been Tony's study. Most of the kitchen quarters, too, were out of use; an up-to-date and economical range had been installed in one of the pantries. The family all appeared downstairs by half-past eight, except Agnes, who took longer to dress and was usually some minutes ... | could I do? You were so sound asleep. They had come all the way to find you, so--I thought you would not mind--as you could not greet them yourself, I gave them a little souvenir, your watch. They wanted something to take back to England where a reward is being offered for news of you. They were very pleased with it. A... | the drive on her two-stroke motor-cycle; there was bran mash on her breeches and in her hair. She had been feeding the Angora rabbits. On the gravel in front of the house the new memorial stood, shrouded in a flag. Molly propped the motor-cycle against the wall of the drawbridge and ran in to breakfast. Life at Hetton ... | A Handful Of Dust | up again." "_Molly!_" "And you know you think the same."<|quote|>"I will not allow you to talk like that about Cousin Brenda, whatever we think. She had a perfect right to marry again and I hope she and Mr Grant-Menzies are very happy."</|quote|>"She was always jolly decent to us when she used | {
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?all her bright hair streaming down,' | No speaker | lovely long golden hair--Elaine had"<|quote|>?all her bright hair streaming down,'</|quote|>"you know. And Elaine was | so fair and has such lovely long golden hair--Elaine had"<|quote|>?all her bright hair streaming down,'</|quote|>"you know. And Elaine was the lily maid. Now, a | spoil the effect." "But it's so ridiculous to have a redheaded Elaine," mourned Anne. ""I'm not afraid to float down and I'd love to be Elaine. But it's ridiculous just the same. Ruby ought to be Elaine because she is so fair and has such lovely long golden hair--Elaine had"<|quote|>?all her bright hair streaming down,... | just couldn't. I'd die really of fright." "Of course it would be romantic," conceded Jane Andrews, "but I know I couldn't keep still. I'd be popping up every minute or so to see where I was and if I wasn't drifting too far out. And you know, Anne, that would spoil the effect." "But it's so ridiculous to have a redheade... | have to see a doctor about them. As for your chatter, I don't know that I mind it--I've got so used to it." Which was Marilla's way of saying that she liked to hear it. CHAPTER XXVIII. An Unfortunate Lily Maid "OF course you must be Elaine, Anne," said Diana. "I could never have the courage to float down there." "Nor I... | of my punishment and I ought to bear it patiently. It's hard to be told you look like a scarecrow and I wanted to say something back. But I didn't. I just swept her one scornful look and then I forgave her. It makes you feel very virtuous when you forgive people, doesn't it? I mean to devote all my energies to being go... | At the end of the week Marilla said decidedly: "It's no use, Anne. That is fast dye if ever there was any. Your hair must be cut off; there is no other way. You can't go out with it looking like that." Anne's lips quivered, but she realized the bitter truth of Marilla's remarks. With a dismal sigh she went for the scis... | like you and Mrs. Allan and Miss Stacy, and grow up to be a credit to you. Diana says when my hair begins to grow to tie a black velvet ribbon around my head with a bow at one side. She says she thinks it will be very becoming. I will call it a snood--that sounds so romantic. But am I talking too much, Marilla? Does it... | Anne Of Green Gables | so fair and has such lovely long golden hair--Elaine had"<|quote|>?all her bright hair streaming down,'</|quote|>"you know. And Elaine was the lily maid. Now, a | {
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