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53	After Death.txt	87	this is not an outpost of Hell. Nevertheless, there is no safe neighborhood these days, and any homeboy with an active imagination might be as interested in a duffel bag as in the flash of a solid-gold Rolex. This is a residential district where precious illumination is allowed in a time of shortages; however, the lamp...	0
44	Their Eyes Were Watching God.txt	11	novel back into print. In that same year at a conference on minority literature held at Yale and directed by Michael Cooke, the few copies of Their Eyes that were available were circulated for two hours at a time to conference participants, many of whom were reading the novel for the first time. In March of 1977, when ...	1
51	A Spell of Good Things.txt	5	face. The action so sudden he’d moved his head to the side only after he felt wetness begin to spread across his nose, so unexpected it had silenced men whose voices could usually be heard in every house on the street. At least Paul and Hakeem, his classmates who also lived on that street, weren’t there to witness that...	0
53	After Death.txt	50	at sea, ten miles south of there and nine miles from land. The trunk was bound in chains to which were attached six twenty-pound barbells; a hydraulic hand truck with a five-hundred-pound capacity was needed to get that package onto his boat and later raise it over the gunwale to slide it into the sea. If Royce believe...	0
17	Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.txt	4	a name he had found in A History of Magic. His school books were very interesting. He lay on his bed reading late into the night, Hedwig swooping in and out of the open window as she pleased. It was lucky that Aunt Petunia didn't come in to vacuum anymore, because Hedwig kept bringing back dead mice. Every night before...	1
27	Silas Marner.txt	18	of short-term changes--the reasoning that leads Godfrey to keep his secret marriage hidden or that makes Dunstan rob Silas. 5. THE IMPORTANCE OF THE PAST Raveloe is a society strongly connected to its past. In contrast, the town Silas comes from seems impersonal and transient--when Silas returns thirty-two years later,...	1
70	Kalynn-Bayron-Youre-Not-Supposed.txt	7	ground and billows around my ankles like a low-lying cloud. Before I head to the main office, I do a walk-through of the camp to make sure everything is as it should be. I start at the eastern edge where the control center, located in the Craftsman Lodge, is situated. The outer door is locked, and I don’t bother to che...	0
45	Things Fall Apart.txt	40	with which his guests drew lines on the floor before they ate kola nuts. "And these white men, they say, have no toes." "And have you never seen them?" asked Machi. "Have you?" asked Obierika. "One of them passes here frequently," said Machi. "His name is Amadi." Those who knew Amadi laughed. He was a leper, and the po...	1
28	THE SCARLET LETTER.txt	88	(adv) awfully, ghastly, return, refund. not solved, open, strange, dissonant, dreadfully, fearfully, hideously, steed: (n) horse, mount, charger, undecided. ANTONYM: (adj) terribly, gruesomely, terrifically, knight, courser, warhorse, pony, apparent. atrociously, horrendously, awful. stallion, mare. winged: (adj) swift...	1
3	Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.txt	3	me; though I used to take to the woods most of the time when he was around. Well, about this time he was found in the river drownded, about twelve mile above town, so people said. They judged it was him, anyway; said this drownded man was just his size, and was ragged, and had uncommon long hair, which was all like pap...	1
51	A Spell of Good Things.txt	34	mother’s pleas, Ẹniọlá now refused to go begging again since none of the money would go towards his school fees. The betrayal he’d felt when he realised that his parents had chosen Bùsọ́lá over him had only intensified over time. Nothing his mother could say could make him budge. “You don’t know how you’ll get breakfas...	0
63	Hannah Whitten - The Foxglove King-Orbit (2023).txt	32	into the not-dead child’s black eyes, the gape of that unmoving, whispering mouth. “Stop,” she rasped. “Please stop.” The body fell back, eyes still open, limbs slack. She snapped her hands closed, just like she’d done with Horse, just like she’d done with Cedric, breaking the threads of Mortem that bound her to the co...	0
19	Hound of the Baskervilles.txt	29	passed into the avenue, where the wheels were again hushed amid the leaves, and the old trees shot their branches in a sombre tunnel.over our heads. Baskerville shuddered as he looked up the long, dark drive to where the house glimmered like a ghost at the farther end. "Was it here?" he asked in a low voice. "No, no, t...	1
15	Frankenstein.txt	81	I evidently saw, of drawing me out. What could I do? He meant to please, and he tormented me. I felt as if he had placed carefully, one by one, in my five those instruments which were to be afterwards used in putting me to a slow and cruel death. I writhed under his words, yet dared not exhibit the pain I felt. Clerval...	1
5	Anne of Green Gables.txt	70	likely to boast of it if he did, the horrid creature! I knew you couldn't guess it. Mother had a letter from Aunt Josephine today, and Aunt Josephine wants you and me to go to town next Tuesday and stop with her for the Exhibition. There!" "Oh, Diana," whispered Anne, finding it necessary to lean up against a maple tre...	1
9	Dracula.txt	40	as dead, for not a soul did I see. I rejoiced that it was so, for I wanted no witness of poor Lucy's condition. The time and distance seemed endless, and my knees trembled and my breath came laboured as I toiled up the endless steps to the abbey. I must have gone fast, and yet it seemed to me as if my feet were weighte...	1
52	A-Living-Remedy.txt	77	I called home in his final months, I would often catch him on his own while my mother was at work. Later, if Mom asked him what we’d chatted about, all he would tell her was that we’d had a good talk. This is my sense of those calls as well, although no particular one stands out in my memory. My mother later said that ...	0
66	Hell Bent.txt	64	made up its mind. The steps went still and solid, the door sprang wide, every window came ablaze with light. Even the house could say what Alex could not: Welcome back. You were missed. You are needed. Part demon or not, the golden boy of Lethe was back, and human enough to pass through the wards. “Where’s Tripp?” she ...	0
38	The Invisible Man- A Grotesque Romance.txt	5	with the bottle still in his hand went upstairs again. He rapped at the stranger's door. There was no answer. He rapped again; then pushed the door wide open and entered. It was as he expected. The bed, the room also, was empty. And what was stranger, even to his heavy intelligence, on the bedroom chair and along the r...	1
93	The-Silver-Ladies-Do-Lunch.txt	96	She’d wanted company. ‘His bicycle. It needs a bit of a… service.’ ‘Oh…’ ‘You don’t mind, do you, love?’ ‘Of course not.’ Lin tried to conceal her disappointment with a wide smile. ‘You’ll be back for lunch?’ ‘Well, I was thinking I might have lunch round at Jimmy’s, just a sandwich… it might be a long job…’ ‘Oh, all r...	0
55	Blowback.txt	45	lifted as the president emerged beaming in a black tuxedo, cueing an obedient band to play “Hail to the Chief.” Trump swaggered down the stairs from the residence, basking in the moment. Melania Trump, who by some accounts had considered leaving her husband, was on his arm smiling in a dazzling ivory gown. Next to me, ...	0
83	Romantic-Comedy.txt	11	still a medical newsletter writer because I didn’t want to talk to them about TNO or be asked for tickets. After the text where Gene told me he had a girlfriend, he sent another text saying, By the way it’s cool you’re a writer for TNO. I asked how he knew, and he said he’d seen a fleece jacket with the TNO logo at my ...	0
59	Costanza-Casati-Clytemnestra.txt	20	had you whipped. You had disobeyed the king’s orders and hidden in the temple.” Clytemnestra remembers too. The coldness of the floor, the redness of the columns under her hands. The priestess had found her and dragged her by the hair onto the altar in front of her brothers. “You were afraid, as everyone is, but you di...	0
68	I-Have-Some-Questions-for-You.txt	24	down the lights and the soundboard, that I reset the props and locked up the theater, went back to the dorm, studied alone until the fire alarm went off. What if my memories were as false as dreams? What if my dreams were really memories? What if we swam together in borrowed suits until the water became heavy and thick...	0
22	Lord of the Flies.txt	94	and other things and glanced round uneasily. The flames, busy about the tent, drew their eyes back again. Eric watched the scurrying woodlice that were so frantically unable to avoid the flames, and thought of the first fire--just down there, on the steeper side of the mountain, where now was complete darkness. He did ...	1
92	The-Scorched-Throne-1-Sara-Hashe.txt	84	sharpening the kitchen knives by the fire while Raya counted her weekly earnings for the sixth time. “The more responsibilities you place on their shoulders, the better they will become at bearing them.” She’d looked at me so long that I’d started to tense, tightening my grip on one of the knives. Dark circles hollowed...	0
21	Little Women.txt	21	out of place as a colt in a flower garden. Half a dozen jovial lads were talking about skates in another part of the room, and she longed to go and join them, for skating was one of the joys of her life. She telegraphed her wish to Meg, but the eyebrows went up so alarmingly that she dared not stir. No one came to talk...	1
79	Quietly-Hostile.txt	8	college, but here’s the main point of this Brandon character: to introduce the idea that Sam is a “writer” into the show. I really wrestled with the idea of my writing being a part of this show, and if it were up to just me, I don’t know that it would be. I mean, practically speaking, writing is boring. On the one hand...	0
60	Divine Rivals.txt	35	publish about the war—he can’t deny us a soldier’s story every now and then, nor the facts, all right? So make sure you cite your stuff so he can’t claim it’s propaganda. You’ll then slip and seal your typed articles in the brown classified envelopes that you’ll find in your bag, and you’ll hand them directly to the co...	0
46	To Kill a Mockingbird.txt	2	He hit me agin an' agin-" Mr. Gilmer waited for Mayella to collect herself: she had twisted her handkerchief into a sweaty rope; when she opened it to wipe her face it was a mass of creases from her hot hands. She waited for Mr. Gilmer to ask another question, but when he didn't, she said, "-he chunked me on the floor ...	1
38	The Invisible Man- A Grotesque Romance.txt	56	along a path in the shrubbery and stooping as he ran, like a man who evades observation. He vanished behind a laburnum, and appeared again clambering a fence that abutted on the open down. In a second he had tumbled over and was running at a tremendous pace down the slope towards Mr. Heelas. "Lord!" cried Mr. Heelas, s...	1
61	Emily Wildes Encyclopaedia of Faeries.txt	18	outside world. “That I couldn’t say,” he replied. “As I’ve only known our Folk. That’s enough for one man, I’ve always thought. More than enough.” His tone had darkened a little, but in a grim rather than an ominous way, the sort of voice one uses when speaking of those hardships that are a fact of life. He set a loaf ...	0
37	The Hunger Games.txt	34	long to dep- lete them. “The lake,” says Peeta. “That’s where they want us to go.” “Maybe the ponds still have some,” I say hopefully. “We can check,” he says, but he’s just humoring me. I’m humoring myself because I know what I’ll find when we re- turn to the pond where I soaked my leg. A dusty, gaping mouth of a hole...	1
42	The Silmarillion.txt	61	Black; a chieftain of the Easterlings, who with his three sons followed Caranthir, and proved faithless in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad. 189, 231, 235 Ulfast Son of Ulfang the Black, slain by the sons of Bor in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad. 189, 235 Ulmo A Vala, one of the Aratar, called Lord of Waters and King of the Sea, The nam...	1
65	Hedge.txt	58	the arrangement and waited for an epiphany. Instead, the door swung open. Harriet had found her once again. “Any luck?” she said, then looked pityingly when Maud shook her head. In her early sixties, Harriet had hooded eyes behind rimless glasses, and a wide, sensuous mouth lacquered in magenta lipstick. Her spindly bo...	0
49	treasure island.txt	25	recall what I had heard of cannibals. I was and old sea-cloth, and this extraordinary patchwork was all within an ace of calling for help. But the mere fact that he held together by a system of the most various and incongru- was a man, however wild, had somewhat reassured me, and ous fastenings, brass buttons, bits of ...	1
12	Fahrenheit 451.txt	30	air. "Millie, did you see that?" "I saw it, I saw it! " Montag reached inside the parlour wall and pulled the main switch. The images drained away, as if the water had been let out from a gigantic crystal bowl of hysterical fish. The three women turned slowly and looked with unconcealed irritation and then dislike at M...	1
67	How to Sell a Haunted House.txt	26	played “The Star-Spangled Banner” slowed down to a funeral march while Clark made his entrance on six-foot stilts, dressed as Death, swooping low over the bodies of the Victims that lay scattered across the stage. Death was the biggest puppet we’d ever made, and he looked absolutely terrifying. In our final tableau we ...	0
72	Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt	54	to feel grateful that I’d had her at all. I’d thank her, and then—yes—I’d cry … because happiness and sadness are always so tangled up. And then I’d put on a Cary Grant movie—and usually eat the birthday cake, sometimes digging straight in with a fork without even slicing it, until I conked out on the sofa. It was quit...	0
67	How to Sell a Haunted House.txt	76	people,” Louise said apologetically as Mercy walked past her, headed for the hall. “Mark was going to build them a deck once, but he quit before he even started.” “That was Aunt Honey,” Mercy said from the hall. “She told your mom she couldn’t stand anyone changing her sister’s old house and you know how your mom alway...	0
94	Titanium-Noir.txt	47	see you up and about,” Stefan says. “Yeah. Thank you.” “Oh, you’re welcome, of course. As I said, you turned out to be more interesting than I’d imagined. A seasoning process, no doubt. Suffering and age. I might have done it anyway, even without Athena’s urging. If I’d heard in time.” “Maybe Elaine would have called y...	0
32	The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.txt	62	after that money." "It's so, Tom, it's so. I'll foller him; I will, by jingoes!" "Now you're talking! Don't you ever weaken, Huck, and I won't." --------------------------------------------------------- -254- Chapter XXVIII THAT night Tom and Huck were ready for their adventure. They hung about the neighborhood of the ...	1
40	The Picture of Dorian Gray.txt	38	and down the room, glancing every moment at the clock, and becoming horribly agitated as the minutes went by. At last the door opened, and his servant entered. "Mr. Alan Campbell, sir." A sigh of relief broke from his parched lips, and the color came back to his cheeks. "Ask him to come in at once, Francis." The man bo...	1
5	Anne of Green Gables.txt	45	and lock it in the jam closet and give you the key. And you must not give it to me, Matthew, until my lessons are done, not even if I implore you on my bended knees. It's all very well to say resist temptation, but it's ever so much easier to resist it if you can't get the key. And then shall I run down the cellar and ...	1
55	Blowback.txt	40	nothing to satisfy women. So, I guess, like father, like daughter.” I watched one of Trump’s communications aides, Mercy Schlapp, walk out in protest. But Wolf saved her harshest for last by mocking all the dinner attendees, collectively. “You guys are obsessed with Trump. Did you used to date him? Because you pretend ...	0
5	Anne of Green Gables.txt	52	lights and moods and gray in others. So far, the ordinary observer; an extraordinary observer might have seen that the chin was very pointed and pronounced; that the big eyes were full of spirit and vivacity; that the mouth was sweet-lipped and expressive; that the forehead was broad and full; in short, our discerning ...	1
22	Lord of the Flies.txt	91	of fire. The heart of flame leapt nimbly across the gap between the trees and then went swinging and flaring along the whole row of them. Beneath the capering boys a quarter of a mile square of forest was savage with smoke and flame. The separate noises of the fire merged into a drum-roll that seemed to shake the mount...	1
71	Kate-Alice-Marshall-What-Lies-in-the-Woods.txt	42	a lodge owned by a woman who hid a body for twenty years. And good luck booking any weddings, Naomi.” “It’s not going to be like that,” Olivia said, tone turning desperate. “God, I sound awful. Worrying about money, when…” Cass’s voice choked off. “But seriously, Liv. What do you think happens when people start asking ...	0
90	The-Lost-Bookshop.txt	0	body at all. I still could not see his face, but already I could read snippets of him. It was something I’d always done, reading people, even though it got me into trouble sometimes. This one seemed distracted, searching, unhappy. ‘What are you doing here?’ I continued my conversation with his shins. ‘I hardly think it...	0
86	Tessa-Bailey-Unfortunately-Yours.txt	86	He . . . died in combat. Killed during a raid. Last one in. He was the last one in. I’m still not sure how we missed the target coming down the staircase. Faulty intel, they said, as if it helps.” While she digested that awful and jarring information without being able to take a breath, August’s fingers drummed on the ...	0
55	Blowback.txt	22	was a stupid lie. The unit numbers were spray-painted in each parking spot. “All right, well just be careful out there. Take care of yourself, and make sure you’re watching out for others. Okay?” “Always,” I replied, my cheeks filling with hot shame. She knew I’d driven drunk. Out in the car, everything was there, unto...	0
57	Cold People.txt	87	alien occupation force would draw, the border outside of which people would not be allowed to venture. There’d been no further communication or clarification, no elaboration or explanation, merely the same simple message repeated over and over, the countdown continuing towards zero. Directly in front of their super-tan...	0
49	treasure island.txt	90	getting my eye once more above upon me, caking my very lips with salt, combined to make the gunwale, I set myself to study how it was she managed to my throat burn and my brain ache. The sight of the trees so slip so quietly through the rollers. near at hand had almost made me sick with longing, but the I found each wa...	1
10	Dune.txt	52	the troop embraced Paul, repeating his new troop name. And Paul was passed from embrace to embrace through the troop, hearing the voices, the shadings of tone; "Usul . . . Usul . . . Usul." Already, he could place some of them by name. And there was Chani who pressed her cheek against his as she held him and said his n...	1
46	To Kill a Mockingbird.txt	92	her. "That is three-fourths colored folks and one-fourth Stephanie Crawford," said Miss Maudie grimly. "Stephanie Crawford even told me once she woke up in the middle of the night and found him looking in the window at her. I said what did you do, Stephanie, move over in the bed and make room for him? That shut her up ...	1
79	Quietly-Hostile.txt	7	lower belly is extremely sexy to me, and don’t tell me, for real, but this is because my mom died when I was a kid, right? Reality It’s hilarious that this is a tag on a video that is both longer than an episode of prestige television and opens with a sweeping Spielbergian wide shot of the Italian countryside. I like a...	0
20	Jane Eyre.txt	97	experienced true pleasure. But unimpressionable natures are not so soon softened, nor are natural antipathies so readily eradicated; Mrs. Reed took her hand awa...	1
16	Great Expectations.txt	89	must rob the pantry. There was no doing it in the night, for there was no getting a light by easy friction then; to have got one, I must have struck it out of flint and steel, and have made a noise like the very pirate himself rattling his chains. As soon as the great black velvet pall outside my little window was shot...	1
37	The Hunger Games.txt	63	transformed to flame and smoke. Burning branches crack from trees and fall in showers of sparks at my feet. All I can do is follow the others, the rabbits and deer and I even spot a wild dog pack shooting through the woods. I trust their sense of direction because their instincts are sharper than mine. But they are muc...	1
62	Fiona-Davis-The-Spectacular.txt	3	caught before he kills someone else.” The sound of the policemen returning drove Marion back to her appointed spot. At ten o’clock exactly, Ogden gestured for them to follow him back to Somers’s office. Peter closed his notepad and pushed back his chair. “I’m ready.” They knocked on Somers’s door and entered, Ogden tra...	0
79	Quietly-Hostile.txt	60	out of a frail woman’s hands and said, “Dude? What in the world is going on here today?” He looked at me as if I’d suddenly sprouted a second head, then dove to his left to avoid a pair of sprinting college kids whose shoes pounded the ground so hard sparks shot out from beneath them. “We finally got a Cheesecake Facto...	0
41	The Secret Garden.txt	60	and walk about, Mary had an inspiration. "Now that I am a real boy," Colin had said, "my legs and arms and all my body are so full of Magic that I can't keep them still. They want to be doing things all the time. Do you know that when I waken in the morning, Mary, when it's quite early and the birds are just shouting o...	1
75	Lisa-See-Lady-Tan_s-Circle-of-Women.txt	72	likes me. I like him too. In time, our affection will grow, I hope, into the deep-heart love the concubines are always talking about. Tonight, since Poppy has yet to return from her errand, I serve my husband a simple meal of a soup, duck glazed with kumquat, water spinach sautéed in ginger and garlic, and tofu with bl...	0
30	Tess of the d'Urbervilles.txt	14	a necklace, with pendant, bracelets, and ear-rings; and also some other small ornaments. Tess seemed afraid to touch them at first, but her eyes sparkled for a moment as much as the stones when Clare spread out the set. "Are they mine?" she asked incredulously. "They are, certainly," said he. He looked into the fire. H...	1
72	Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt	0	when he offered to be my model. What was I thinking? Of course he’d glimpsed my life and bolted. Who’d want to get anywhere near it? In the end, I took the portrait to the gallery without ever showing it to Joe—or seeing him at all. And then I spent the next two days being ignored and obsessing over why that was happen...	0
89	The-Last-Sinner.txt	55	happen? Why the hell are you involved?” “I’m not. Not in her death.” “Who’s ‘her’?” “Look, the less you know, the better. For now.” “Then why the hell did you call me in the first place?” Montoya demanded, his voice rising and his temper flaring. Cruz was and always had been trouble, more trouble than he himself had ev...	0
18	Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.txt	29	offer of a quite enormously fat contract to do the 5D chat show and lecture circuit back in our own dimensional neck of the woods, and we're very much inclined to take it." "I would, wouldn't you Ford?" said Zaphod promptingly. "Oh yes," said Ford, "jump at it, like a shot." Arthur glanced at them, wondering what all t...	1
93	The-Silver-Ladies-Do-Lunch.txt	18	those crowds…’ ‘Normally we don’t make it out of Tadderly,’ Josie agreed. Minnie leaned forward. ‘Then we should visit somewhere exciting. Paris, Edinburgh. Anywhere.’ ‘That’s not a bad idea,’ Josie agreed. ‘It certainly took me out of myself for a while, going on the cruise. That reminds me, I must email David Ellis.’...	0
45	Things Fall Apart.txt	1	did not understand him," said Obierika. "He seemed to speak through his nose." "One of the men told me," said Obierika's other companion, "that he repeated over and over again a word that resembled Mbaino. Perhaps he had been going to Mbaino and had lost his way." "Anyway," resumed Obierika, "they killed him and tied u...	1
46	To Kill a Mockingbird.txt	22	like the rumble of distant artillery: "There's a land beyond the river." Miraculously on pitch, a hundred voices sang out Zeebo's words. The last syllable, held to a husky hum, was followed by Zeebo saying, "That we call the sweet forever." Music again swelled around us; the last note lingered and Zeebo met it with the...	1
83	Romantic-Comedy.txt	44	say, “With you or someone else?” but what if he thought I was serious? Instead, I said, “I don’t know for certain, but I’m not sitting around waiting for either one. And I bet not settling down when you were thirty has made you a better musician. And continuing to feel confusion has, too, probably. I just can’t see how...	0
81	Riley-Sager-The-Only-One-Left.txt	42	person you thought I was.’ Found neatly folded in the pocket of her uniform. The paper sustained heavy water damage, but it was still readable. Now, give me one reason not to hang up right now.” “Lenora didn’t kill her family,” I say, more out of desperation than anything else. I certainly have no plan. But I hope drop...	0
81	Riley-Sager-The-Only-One-Left.txt	90	I’m surprised my skull hasn’t fractured yet, forming a crack as big as the one now running across the terrace at Hope’s End. “Since they couldn’t prove—or disprove—that Ricardo did it, and since they couldn’t do the same with Lenora, the case just stalled?” “Correct,” Detective Vick says. “Sound familiar?” Anger flashe...	0
20	Jane Eyre.txt	57	and a taste of cheese, that's all." "And the sago?" "Never mind it at present. I shall be coming down before tea-time. I'll make it myself." The coo...	1
48	Wuthering Heights.txt	15	years, I will be content to pass to the next summer ---the summer of 1778; that is nearly twenty-three years ago." CHAPTER VIII. On the morning of a fine June day my first bonny little nursling, and the last of the ancient Earn- shaw stock, was born. We were busy with the hay in a far-away field when the girl that usua...	1
70	Kalynn-Bayron-Youre-Not-Supposed.txt	24	over my shoulder at her. “We can tie you up with rope or fabric restraints. No handcuffs and we can’t cover your mouth or nose. We can blindfold you, though. So keep that in mind.” She doesn’t ask any other questions as her friends laugh behind their hands. A younger guy in a black T-shirt chuckles to himself. “This is...	0
98	Yellowface.txt	3	the easy intimacy of two sisters who can’t fathom what the other finds attractive about their lifestyle, and have long given up trying to convert them. Rory thinks I’m itinerant, badly prepared for the future, wasting an Ivy League degree, and getting a little too old to keep chasing the publishing pipe dream instead o...	0
45	Things Fall Apart.txt	53	lightning. The conversation at once centred on him, and everybody agreed that he was as sharp as a razor. "I sometimes think he is too sharp," said Obierika, somewhat indulgently. "He hardly ever walks. He is always in a hurry. If you are sending him on an errand he flies away before he has heard half of the message." ...	1
54	Alex-Hay-The-Housekeepers.txt	34	on him. Mother’s strict about things like this. We don’t want any taint on the family, no suggestion we’re covering anything up.” He gave her a fast look. “We’ve all heard rumors about your father’s funny business. Somebody should go to the police.” Miss de Vries turned, clutching the side of the carriage. “Why on eart...	0
49	treasure island.txt	50	the boards of Contents land, and sail away as he had at first intended, laden with several packing-cases strewn around. On one of these boards I crimes and riches. saw, branded with a hot iron, the name WALRUS—the name Robert Louis Stevenson. Treasure Island. 274 275 of Flint’s ship. All was clear to probation. The CAC...	1
52	A-Living-Remedy.txt	92	effortless as being alone, if considerably more fun. I felt more like myself in his company, which was of course partly why I had been seeking it out so often. Still, I was surprised when a mutual friend told me that he had feelings for me. No, we were just good friends, I insisted—friends who hung out several days a w...	0
99	spare.txt	93	evading the Taliban but finding them. In the four<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">years since my first tour, they’d got much better at escaping. Humans are<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">adaptable, but never mor...	0
42	The Silmarillion.txt	98	despoil him, from dread of the spirit of Glaurung and his very memory. But now one had come, and stood upon the threshold; and Mm came forth, and demanded to know his purpose. But Hrin said: 'Who are you, that would hinder me from entering the house of Finrod Felagund?' Then the Dwarf answered: 'I am Mm; and before the...	1
48	Wuthering Heights.txt	91	glowed; all his rudeness and all his surly harshness had deserted him. He could not summon courage at first to utter a syllable in reply to her questioning look and her murmured petition,--- "Say you forgive me, Hareton, do. You can make me so happy by speaking that little word." He muttered something inaudible. "And y...	1
13	Fifty-Shades-Of-Grey.txt	30	knotted fingers. Am I? “Ana, she’s a sexual predator. Not my type at all. How can you be jealous of her? Of anyone? Nothing about her interests me.” When I glance up, he’s gaping at me as if I’ve grown an additional limb. He runs a hand through his hair. “It’s only you, Ana,” he says quietly. “It will only ever be you....	1
18	Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.txt	17	skiing holiday before you dismantle them," said Frankie, acidly. "Skiing holiday!" cried the old man. "Those glaciers are works of art! Elegantly sculptured contours, soaring pinnacles of ice, deep majestic ravines! It would be sacrilege to go skiing on high art!" "Thank you Slartibartfast," said Benji firmly. "That wi...	1
5	Anne of Green Gables.txt	16	right out and he said he'd think of it. But Mr. Russell told him yesterday that the bank was all right." Anne had her good day in the companionship of the outdoor world. She never forgot that day; it was so bright and golden and fair, so free from shadow and so lavish of blossom. Anne spent some of its rich hours in th...	1
57	Cold People.txt	77	athletic, able to trek across the snow regardless of their occupation. Liza’s duties required her to be at the hospital throughout the winter and since there were no vehicles for personal use, her walk to work alone was often a perilous expedition. Gone was the softness about her body that she’d once tried to lose with...	0
5	Anne of Green Gables.txt	44	for Gilbert Blythe, she would not even look at him. She would NEVER look at him again! She would never speak to him!! When school was dismissed Anne marched out with her red head held high. Gilbert Blythe tried to intercept her at the porch door. "I'm awfully sorry I made fun of your hair, Anne," he whispered contritel...	1
95	USS-Lincoln.txt	99	Let’s get up to the bridge.” Akari was waiting for us at the entrance into the bridge. “We have a problem, Captain.” “If I had a dollar for every time I heard those five words …” I mumbled. “What is it?” “Two things. First, Wrath and Portent are on the move, making their way through the asteroid field toward us.” “I th...	0
56	Christina Lauren - The True Love Experiment.txt	26	Aiden R.?” she continues. I nod, because there are, like, four Aidens in her class. “He likes Stevie, and they always sit together at lunch, but today Stevie was assigned to Indonesia for World Cultures Day with Eric, and Aiden was quiet-sad the same way Mr. Prince was tonight.” “Oh yeah? How’s that?” She points to her...	0
54	Alex-Hay-The-Housekeepers.txt	99	her glass. “I look marvelous.” Naturally she had business to take care of. Once the ball was underway, she’d begun surreptitiously gathering her actresses, sending them circling around the ballroom, knocking over drinks, upsetting supper plates, causing confusion. “Movement,” Winnie had said when they were going over t...	0
98	Yellowface.txt	7	from me—” “Don’t gaslight me.” I can feel my heartbeat in my throat. My face feels terribly hot, tight; my head dizzy. Reality is careening away from me, and I’m only hanging on by a thread. All I know—all I can hold on to—is the revelation that Diana did this to me. It’s been Diana all along. “I know what you’re doing...	0
29	Tarzan of the Apes.txt	90	making mocking grimaces at it. Sabor paced back and forth beneath the tree for hours; four times she crouched and sprang at the dancing sprite above her, but might as well have clutched at the illusive wind that murmured through the tree tops. At last Tarzan tired of the sport, and with a parting roar of challenge and ...	1
91	The-One.txt	51	it can be linked to any other shootings.” He envisions his wife, so calm and collected as Brody bled out beside her on the floor. Sure, she was no stranger to trauma, but after coming so close to taking a bullet to her face, she wasn’t even rattled. And how she so easily put on a show of doing compressions for the firs...	0
2	A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.txt	80	an intense sense of power to know that he could, by a single act of consent, in a moment of thought, undo all that he had done. He seemed to feel a flood slowly advancing towards his naked feet and to be waiting for the first faint timid noiseless wavelet to touch his fevered skin. Then, almost at the instant of that t...	1
91	The-One.txt	46	secret, he knows that. He has to tell McKinnon after he goes through the records. Then, he’ll get kicked off the case—and the whole department will know why. He’ll have to trust that Jonah will do what’s necessary to ensure that the rich asshole gets what’s coming to him. But first, he needs to know how long it was goi...	0
65	Hedge.txt	31	It was the first time he’d struck out at her in months, and she almost enjoyed the blow, because it was real. “I’ll stop looking for historical work. I’ll be more open. I’ll do landscaping.” “You’d hate that.” “Then I’ll hate it.” “Is something going on with that guy?” “No.” “Okay. I trust you. And you can trust me.” “...	0
74	Kristy-Woodson-Harvey-The-Summer-of-Songbirds.txt	43	keep the tears from coming down my cheeks but found it impossible. “Lanie, what’s wrong?” I shook my head. “I do not deserve your kindness. I don’t now and I didn’t then.” He hadn’t said anything about my apology after we were interrupted and, while part of me wanted to let it lie, another part just had to know what he...	0
85	Talia-Hibbert-Highly-Suspicious.txt	76	all perfect and impressive. I watch as she helps a sunny Irish Traveller girl named Mary wrestle a tent key into a pole. “Don’t be scared of it,” Celine says firmly. “It’s not going to break.” “It’ll break my damn nose if I let go,” Mary huffs. “Then don’t let go,” is Celine’s sweet-as-honey response. She doesn’t seem ...	0

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