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6 | Bartleby the Scrivener A Story of Wall Street.txt | 31 | I might give alms to his body; but his body did not pain him; it was his soul that suffered, and his soul I could not reach. I did not accomplish the purpose of going to Trinity Church that morning. Somehow, the things I had seen disqualified me for the time from church-going. I walked homeward, thinking what I would d... | 1 |
19 | Hound of the Baskervilles.txt | 37 | them out to-day. Then indeed you would have had him at your mercy!" It was evident to us that all pursuit was in vain until the fog had lifted. Meanwhile we left Lestrade in possession of the house while Holmes and I went back with the baronet to Baskerville Hall. The story of the Stapletons could no longer be withheld... | 1 |
7 | Casino Royale.txt | 42 | with the new customer. It was a perfectly normal scene. They exchanged smiles over some item on the menu and apparently agreed that it would suit for the patron took the card and with, Bond guessed, a final exchange about the wine, he withdrew. The man seemed to realize that he was being watched. He looked up and gazed... | 1 |
78 | Pineapple Street.txt | 1 | to see these boys as the stars, to fall at their sweaty feet. What bothers me now is those boys internalizing girls as audience, there only to act as mirrors, to make their accomplishments realer.) But out on the boat, we were neither watchers nor watched; there was only the sound of water and of our cox’s voice callin... | 0 |
71 | Kate-Alice-Marshall-What-Lies-in-the-Woods.txt | 41 | the condition you were in, it wouldn’t have been hard to get you to ID Stahl. Even to convince you that you had seen him.” “For a long time, I told myself that I must have,” I said. I pushed off the bed, started pacing. “I let myself believe it. I had to. If I said I was wrong, that it wasn’t him, everyone would have h... | 0 |
86 | Tessa-Bailey-Unfortunately-Yours.txt | 54 | having my back, man. I forgot about the whole thing with the photographer.” “I didn’t.” Julian swirled his wine. “I also remember when she threw wine in your face and you only looked angry at yourself for arguing with her in the first place.” “Yeah, that sounds like me.” Julian shook his head. Sighed. “You’re in love w... | 0 |
78 | Pineapple Street.txt | 50 | a heart attack mid-lap. Or it was a janitor, or maybe that creepy townie who liked to watch basketball practice. Even when whispers started in the crowd that it was a student—it was Hani Kayyali, it was Michelle McFadden, it was Ronan Murphy—that seemed too dramatic to be true. I said, “They sent us away, and we still ... | 0 |
43 | The Turn of the Screw.txt | 43 | house, the great state bed, as I almost felt it, the full, figured draperies, the long glasses in which, for the first time, I could see myself from head to foot, all struck me--like the extraordinary charm of my small charge--as so many things thrown in. It was thrown in as well, from the first moment, that I should g... | 1 |
41 | The Secret Garden.txt | 29 | a tiny bit fatter every day--and suppose some morning it should look like one--what should we do!" "Bless us all, I can see tha' has a good bit o' play actin' to do," said Susan Sowerby. "But tha' won't have to keep it up much longer. Mester Craven'll come home." "Do you think he will?" asked Colin. "Why?" Susan Sowerb... | 1 |
80 | Rachel-Lynn-Solomon-Business-or-Pleasure.txt | 15 | to the family when the elevator opens on the fourteenth floor. I’m all legs as I stumble into the hall with him, as though the slight press of his finger along my spine was what was holding me up. He stops in front of Room 1412, a lock of hair falling over his brow as he struggles with the key, like his nerves are gett... | 0 |
74 | Kristy-Woodson-Harvey-The-Summer-of-Songbirds.txt | 54 | have to love them as best we can and help them when they need us. That’s it.” She patted my hand. “Darling, I will see you at three.” Mom was right. I didn’t need to keep secrets and tell lies to protect the people I loved. I didn’t need to try to control them because they could handle their own lives. Daphne could han... | 0 |
21 | Little Women.txt | 72 | he looked down at her very kindly. "I'm Beth. I love it dearly, and I'll come, if you are quite sure nobody will hear me, and be disturbed," she added, fearing to be rude, and trembling at her own boldness as she spoke. "Not a soul, my dear. The house is empty half the day, so come and drum away as much as you like, an... | 1 |
82 | Robyn-Harding-The-Drowning-Woman.txt | 7 | And sick. My husband is abusive.” “Get a divorce,” I say. “You don’t have to kill yourself.” She laughs darkly. “You don’t get it.” She’s right, I don’t. My relationship history is dismal but anti-climactic. Work has always usurped relationships. In my twenties, I lived with a guy, André, for three years, but the roman... | 0 |
88 | The-Housekeepers.txt | 38 | said, “All right. Help me in.” The rush and movement of the fabric. Pale flesh. The air was tight here, lamps burning low. Miss de Vries clutched Alice’s shoulder for balance. They were playing drums outside, and the beat matched Alice’s pulse. “Get this buckle, would you?” “Yes, Madam.” She fixed it. Miss de Vries’s b... | 0 |
31 | The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.txt | 52 | "The circumstances are of great delicacy, and every precaution has to be taken to quench what might grow to be an immense scandal and seriously compromise one of the reigning families of Europe. To speak plainly, the matter implicates the great House of Ormstein, hereditary kings of Bohemia." "I was also aware of that,... | 1 |
72 | Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt | 13 | were done. The silence that followed was brutal, as those final seconds of that message echoed around in my head: “I think I’m in love with you, by the way.” Then a gasp—and “Shit! Shit! Shit!” Then, of all things: “Best wishes!” Best wishes? Best wishes? That’s how I ended the most humiliating voicemail in human histo... | 0 |
15 | Frankenstein.txt | 16 | faces brought back despair to my heart. I saw an insurmountable barrier placed between me and my fellow men; this barrier was sealed with the blood of William and Justine, and to reflect on the events connected with those names filled my soul with anguish. But in Clerval I saw the image of my former self; he was inquis... | 1 |
15 | Frankenstein.txt | 50 | you; I crept along the shores of the Rhine, among its willow islands and over the summits of its hills. I have dwelt many months in the heaths of England and among the deserts of Scotland. I have endured incalculable fatigue, and cold, and hunger; do you dare destroy my hopes?" "Begone! I do break my promise; never wil... | 1 |
84 | Silvia-Moreno-Garcia-Silver-Nitr.txt | 2 | emerald green as she zipped up her jacket and tipped her chin up at him. “Well, are you with me?” she asked. “Always,” he said, tossing his cigarette away and grabbing her by the arm with a cool aloofness that disguised his nerves. Then again, he was an actor and could play the part of the tough hero for a bit. 14 They... | 0 |
33 | The Age of Innocence.txt | 66 | facing the targets, was pitched a real tent, with benches and garden-seats about it. A number of ladies in summer dresses and gentlemen in grey frock-coats and tall hats stood on the lawn or sat upon the benches; and every now and then a slender girl in starched muslin would step from the tent, bow in hand, and speed h... | 1 |
11 | Emma.txt | 67 | with a cordial nod from one, and a graceful bow from the other, the two gentlemen took leave. Emma remained very well pleased with this beginning of the acquaintance, and could now engage to think of them all at Randalls any hour of the day, with full confidence in their comfort. CHAPTER VI The next morning brought Mr.... | 1 |
28 | THE SCARLET LETTER.txt | 77 | and steeple-crowned hats, smiled not unbenignantly at the clamour and rude deportment of these jolly seafaring men; and it excited neither surprise nor animadversion when so reputable a citizen as Thesaurus animadversion: (n) censure, criticism, infinity, bulk, largeness, infiniteness, scruple: (adj, v) hesitate, demur... | 1 |
89 | The-Last-Sinner.txt | 59 | leave a message, wouldn’t they? With one more sweeping glance around the park and noticing a thirty-something woman who was quickly shuttling her toddler away from the crazy woman in the dirty bathrobe, she gave up. There was nothing to do but go back home, retrieve her phone, get in her car, and start searching. Maybe... | 0 |
54 | Alex-Hay-The-Housekeepers.txt | 5 | Those eyes! Big and utterly scared. “Here you go, little goose,” said Mrs. Bone, shoving her hand through the door, holding out an envelope. “Your fee.” Sue goggled at her. “My what?” she said. Her voice was husky. “You know what for,” Mrs. Bone said, folding her arms. “Don’t pretend you don’t. I pay well when people h... | 0 |
25 | Oliver Twist.txt | 76 | bare the whole villainy which by these lights became plain as day. Write and appoint the evening after to-morrow, at seven, for the meeting. We shall be down there, a few hours before, but shall require rest: especially the young lady, who MAY have greater need of firmness than either you or I can quite foresee just no... | 1 |
42 | The Silmarillion.txt | 59 | Kings' in Arnor. The prefix Ar- of the Adnaic names of the Kings of Nmenor was derived from this. arien (the Maia of the Sun) is derived from a root as- seen also in Quenya r 'sunlight'. atar 'father' in Atanatri (see Atani in Index), Ilvatar. band 'prison, duress' in Angband; from original mbando, of which the Quenya ... | 1 |
95 | USS-Lincoln.txt | 41 | monitoring equipment beeped and dinged, merging into a kind of constant white noise. Above several of the beds were slow-rotating 3D medical avatars. I’d make my rounds, drop by each of the patients later. For right now, I needed to check in on Sonya. I made a left through double doors beneath a sign that read “Surgica... | 0 |
1 | A Game of Thrones.txt | 72 | though, I have some promises of my own to keep," he said as he sliced off a wedge. "I shall require three thousand helms and as many hauberks, plus swords, pikes, steel spearheads, maces, battleaxes, gauntlets, gorgets, greaves, breastplates, wagons to carry all this-" The door behind him opened with a crash, so violen... | 1 |
6 | Bartleby the Scrivener A Story of Wall Street.txt | 75 | is common usage. Every copyist is bound to help examine his copy. Is it not so? Will you not speak? Answer!” “I prefer not to,” he replied in a flute-like tone. It seemed to me that while I had been addressing him, he carefully revolved every statement that I made; fully comprehended the meaning; could not gainsay the ... | 1 |
79 | Quietly-Hostile.txt | 11 | Loneliest Number” Man, I’m a bitch. That fancy book party Carrie had? The one with the flowers and catered snacks?! That shit is absolutely not happening. Nobody’s regular-ass book tour looks like that. A color scheme? A stylist?! BAHAHAHAHA SHUT UP. No, Carrie’s book event’s gotta look like all the ones I’ve ever had:... | 0 |
58 | Confidence_-a-Novel.txt | 66 | me to sit in the seat in front of the readout screen, where he attached the Bliss-Mini to my head and adhered a few meaningless wires to the skin below my ears, to the base of my neck, and to the top of my forehead. Then he switched on the screen behind me, which began to display an x-axis stretched and compressed into... | 0 |
13 | Fifty-Shades-Of-Grey.txt | 89 | I set out onto the main road. “You’re sure about this?” “Yes,” Christian says tightly, telling me he’s not sure about this at all. Oh, my poor, poor Fifty. I want to laugh at both him and myself because I’m nervous and excited. A small part of me wants to lose Sawyer and Ryan just for the kicks. I check for traffic the... | 1 |
16 | Great Expectations.txt | 29 | in the fire, with her pretty hair fluttering in the wind and her eyes scorning me, - often at such a time I would look towards those panels of black night in the wall which the wooden windows then were, and would fancy that I saw her just drawing her face away, and would believe that she had come at last. After that, w... | 1 |
13 | Fifty-Shades-Of-Grey.txt | 60 | lace panties, while I gasp at his words—my insides liquefying. He’s just so . . . naughty. Gathering up my clothes and sandals, he stands in one swift, graceful move, like an athlete. “Go and stand beside the table,” he says calmly, pointing with his chin. Turn- ing, he strides over to the museum chest of wonder. He gl... | 1 |
42 | The Silmarillion.txt | 91 | and Thangorodrim was broken, the Edain alone of the kindreds of Men fought for the Valar, whereas many others fought for Morgoth. And after the victory of the Lords of the West those of the evil Men who were not destroyed fled back into the east, where many of their race were still wandering in the unharvested lands, w... | 1 |
90 | The-Lost-Bookshop.txt | 65 | anxious thoughts. I counted one … two … three. The house creaked softly and I closed my eyes for a moment. I had an image of a cradle being gently rocked in a bough. Madame Bowden’s words returned to me. If you’re not scared, you’re not living. Up to now, I had never associated fear with anything positive. But maybe th... | 0 |
70 | Kalynn-Bayron-Youre-Not-Supposed.txt | 85 | know. I didn’t think so.” I clench my jaw and turn my face away from him so he doesn’t see me smile. I’m usually super professional, playing my part to the very end, but this guy is so scared, I really do feel bad for him. I’m glad he’s going to claim the prize of a shitty T-shirt and what is sure to be a hideous pictu... | 0 |
78 | Pineapple Street.txt | 37 | over someone, even “soft power,” is structural imbalance. Abuse does not have to equal rape. Still no statement from @msbodiekane. Hello, @starletpod? Even if #JeromeWager faces repercussions, the damage is done. How many gallery shows should have gone to other people? How much money has he made wielding his power and ... | 0 |
10 | Dune.txt | 50 | he remained in the dream, Paul knew he would remember it upon awakening. He always remembered the dreams that were predictions. The dream faded. Paul awoke to feel himself in the warmth of his bed -- thinking . . . thinking. This world of Castle Caladan, without play or companions his own age, perhaps did not deserve s... | 1 |
93 | The-Silver-Ladies-Do-Lunch.txt | 16 | I was past all that now.’ ‘You’re an attractive widow,’ Lin said, then her face was sad. ‘And I’m an abandoned wife.’ ‘No, you’re not.’ Josie hugged Lin’s arm. ‘Where’s Neil now?’ ‘He took the car – he was driving Dangerous to Tadderly. He said he had to buy some bits and pieces for it.’ ‘On a Sunday?’ ‘Andy’s Motor Ma... | 0 |
64 | Happy Place.txt | 16 | of Wyn’s fingers against mine. Kimmy’s gaze darts to Cleo, her grin flagging at Cleo’s stunned expression. “We’ve talked about it forever,” Sabrina goes on, “and this is the perfect time. To commemorate our last trip to the cottage and the last ten years of friendship. Something that will always connect us.” My stomach... | 0 |
50 | A Day of Fallen Night.txt | 84 | snapped in the hearth. Shunted back to wakefulness, she pushed away the furs. When Einlek had written to invite her to Hróth, she had thought of refusing him. Inys needed its queen more than ever, in the aftermath of the Grief of Ages. She had not wanted to part from Sabran, even though she had milk nurses now, and cou... | 0 |
99 | spare.txt | 26 | phoned Willy. I couldn’t speak. He couldn’t either. He was sympathetic,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">and more. (Raw deal, Harold.) At moments he was even angrier about the<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">whole... | 0 |
88 | The-Housekeepers.txt | 67 | beyond earning a fortune greater than our wildest dreams?” “Yes.” Mrs. King finished her ice. “Why do you ask?” “Because I know you. You’re a proud woman. But you’re not that proud.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You lost your job. Bad luck, poor you. But you’re not struggling. You’ve got your wits about you. You’ll... | 0 |
72 | Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt | 83 | arguing with the nervousness in my chest in a way that would make Dr. Nicole very proud. This was doable. No dry heaving out behind the mechanical room necessary. I could just … breathe. And admire Mrs. Kim’s magazine-worthy tables. And feel the rays of the setting sun warming my skin. And enjoy my skirt’s ruffles swis... | 0 |
68 | I-Have-Some-Questions-for-You.txt | 55 | flared on-screen when he thought he was onto some new lead, or when he talked with palpable hate about Robbie. “I figured you’d be lurking,” I said, not unaware of my word choice. “You finding good stuff?” “Sure. Maybe. Hey, you’re testifying about the dots, right? What are you planning to say?” “You know I can’t answe... | 0 |
57 | Cold People.txt | 15 | Gardens of Babylon were located in Nineveh, one of the seven wonders of the Ancient World. During the coalition invasion he watched his country collapse into anarchy. Having lost many of his family under Saddam’s tyrannical rule, he lost the survivors during the occupation. With no one left, he’d turned mad with grief.... | 0 |
95 | USS-Lincoln.txt | 63 | help. You don’t have to go all snotty know-it-all on me.” Hardy crab-walked, finding several solid handholds. The power outlet would have been easy to miss since it had a hinged flap over it. He lifted it, properly positioned the jack cable plug into it, and pressed. He felt it lock into place. “That should do it … Ple... | 0 |
35 | The Da Vinci Code.txt | 6 | had asked an unusual passing question about Sophie's mother's maiden name. Chauvel. The question now made sense. "And Chauvel?" she asked, anxious. Again he shook his head. "I'm sorry. I know that would have answered some questions for you. Only two direct lines of Merovingians remain. Their family names are Plantard a... | 1 |
18 | Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.txt | 48 | of his companions. "Well, I suppose we'd better be going then, hadn't we?" he suggested. "Shhh!" said Zaphod. "There's absolutely nothing to be worried about." "Then why's everyone so tense?" "They're just interested!" shouted Zaphod. "Computer, start a descent into the atmosphere and prepare for landing." This time th... | 1 |
9 | Dracula.txt | 57 | as we used to sit, and I would try to tell you what I feel. I do not know how I am writing this even to you. I am afraid to stop, or I should tear up the letter, and I don't want to stop, for I do so want to tell you all. Let me hear from you at once, and tell me all that you think about it. Mina, pray for my happiness... | 1 |
61 | Emily Wildes Encyclopaedia of Faeries.txt | 6 | one youth (naturally this youth is said to be of surpassing beauty and/or talent, particularly musical talent, a feature that will not surprise scholars even superficially versed in folklore). Yet here in Hrafnsvik, five have been taken in the last four years. I mentioned stories, and I will turn to those now. Most, un... | 0 |
59 | Costanza-Casati-Clytemnestra.txt | 73 | lips. “Yes, we do.” She is about to draw her dagger, but he moves first. With a gesture far too quick for a man of his age, he takes a knife out of his sleeve and points it at her. She doesn’t step back but grabs his wrist without effort and twists it. He drops the knife. She lets her own dagger trace the contours of h... | 0 |
91 | The-One.txt | 76 | it might go off. Not to mention that someone might recognize the outline of a pistol in her pocket. Evelyn steps around the corner of the corridor at the same time as Sloane. “Hey.” “Oh!” Sloane puts her other hand to her chest. Evelyn laughs. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. I heard you were looking for me.” Calm d... | 0 |
38 | The Invisible Man- A Grotesque Romance.txt | 83 | thing unseen. There was a pushing and shuffling, a sound of heavy feet as fresh people turned up to increase the pressure of the crowd. People now were coming out of the houses. The doors of the Jolly Cricketers were suddenly wide open. Very little was said. Kempt felt about, his hand seeming to pass through empty air.... | 1 |
60 | Divine Rivals.txt | 38 | to wipe the perspiration that began to drip from her jaw. The adrenaline that had fueled her across the field was ebbing, leaving behind a tremor in her bones. She wondered if Roman could feel it, how she was quaking against him, and when his hand pressed harder into her back, she knew he could. Wings flapped steadily ... | 0 |
44 | Their Eyes Were Watching God.txt | 3 | night of Stew Beef making dynamic subtleties with his drum and living, sculptural, grotesques in the dance. Next day, no Indians passed at all. It was hot and sultry and Janie left the field and went home. Morning came without motion. The winds, to the tini- est, lisping baby breath had left the earth. Even before the ... | 1 |
44 | Their Eyes Were Watching God.txt | 71 | bed but a chair couldn’t hold her. She dwindled down on the floor with her head in a rocking chair. After a while there was somebody playing a guitar out- side her door. Played right smart while. It sounded lovely too. But it was sad to hear it feeling blue like Janie was. Then whoever it was started to singing “Ring d... | 1 |
52 | A-Living-Remedy.txt | 56 | as usual drawing a few curious glances from patrons who hadn’t been expecting to see an older redheaded white woman with her Asian daughter. Mom got the Reuben she’d told me she wanted, and I ordered a hearty farmer’s breakfast that made me think of the occasional weekends when my dad would bring me along to the diner ... | 0 |
71 | Kate-Alice-Marshall-What-Lies-in-the-Woods.txt | 21 | said. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, bristling. He rested a hand on his hip and shook his head almost regretfully. “That girl was a walking disaster. She had a half dozen guys wrapped around her finger thinking they loved her. Oscar just about lost his damn mind over her. Fractured a guy’s wrist for pinching ... | 0 |
8 | David Copperfield.txt | 97 | - for me!' Traddles rose from his chair, and, with a triumphant smile, put his hand upon the white cloth I had observed. 'However,' he said, 'it's not that we haven't made a beginning towards housekeeping. No, no; we have begun. We must get on by degrees, but we have begun. Here,' drawing the cloth off with great pride... | 1 |
73 | Kika-Hatzopoulou-Threads-That-Bi.txt | 28 | that he actually saw other-born as human beings? Why did other-born need to prove their worth to the world by servicing a city that kept pushing them to the fringes whatever chance it got? Protecting the same people who created this screwed-up system, where other-born were a thing to fear? Io shook with fury. This was ... | 0 |
24 | Of Human Bondage.txt | 68 | something he couldn't get any other way." "Damn El Greco," said Lawson, "what's the good of jawing about a man when we haven't a chance of seeing any of his work?" Clutton shrugged his shoulders, smoked a cigarette in silence, and went away. Philip and Lawson looked at one another. "There's something in what he says," ... | 1 |
85 | Talia-Hibbert-Highly-Suspicious.txt | 52 | in…” “Years,” I finish. “What did he say?” It’s embarrassing to admit, even to Mum, that he said pretty much nothing. That, even when faced with his own child, he still wasn’t moved enough to apologize or attempt to make amends. That he didn’t try to get in contact afterward, that he scurried away as soon as he could a... | 0 |
33 | The Age of Innocence.txt | 91 | the table. Therefore, for totally different reasons, her food was as poor as Mrs. Archer's, and her wines did nothing to redeem it. Her relatives considered that the penury of her table discredited the Mingott name, which had always been associated with good living; but people continued to come to her in spite of the "... | 1 |
39 | The Mysteries of Udolpho.txt | 98 | Bow not their tall heads beneath their frolic play. To music's softest sounds they dance away the hour, Till moon-light steals down among the trembling leaves, And checquers all the ground, and guides them to the bow'r, The long haunted bow'r, where the nightingale grieves. Then no more they dance, till her sad song is... | 1 |
7 | Casino Royale.txt | 78 | of Crdit Lyonnais, his working capital amounted to twenty-three million francs, or some twenty-three thousand pounds. For a few moments Bond sat motionless, gazing out of the window across the dark sea, then he shoved the bundle of banknotes under the pillow of the ornate single bed, cleaned his teeth, turned out the l... | 1 |
55 | Blowback.txt | 38 | for, 63–64, 65–66, 71, 218, 219 efforts to deny Ukraine military aide by, 152, 211–12 FBI’s 2022 search of home of, 117, 122, 263 firings by, 58–59, 68, 102, 111, 114, 124, 144–45, 183–84, 217, 286, 288 first cabinet meeting of, 61 first impeachment trial of (2020), 37, 80, 152, 211–12, 213, 214, 306 as fixated on GOP ... | 0 |
30 | Tess of the d'Urbervilles.txt | 53 | "What!" said he, thinking from the strangeness of her manner that she was in some delirium. "I have done it--I don't know how," she continued. "Still, I owed it to you, and to myself, Angel. I feared long ago, when I struck him on the mouth with my glove, that I might do it some day for the trap he set for me in my sim... | 1 |
83 | Romantic-Comedy.txt | 69 | In fact, I did before he did, and as I moaned, with his right shoulder by my mouth and his mouth by my left ear, he said in a low, quiet voice, “Oh, Sally,” and then he pulled out and ejaculated all over my stomach and I thought about how Jessa, the older daughter of my mother’s best friend, had told me when I was thir... | 0 |
71 | Kate-Alice-Marshall-What-Lies-in-the-Woods.txt | 43 | to go back to drink alone at the bar. I’d rather drink alone, period. But the Corner Store would still be open. Marsha was still behind the counter, counting the day’s take. I gave her a curt wave and headed for the back. I grabbed the nearest, cheapest bottle of red and ambled up to the counter. She gave it A Look and... | 0 |
53 | After Death.txt | 16 | likes the cover of the California oaks marshalled along its length. Because the trees are year-around shedders, the ground is mantled with small, dry, oval leaves like beetle shells that crunch underfoot. The sound isn’t loud enough to draw the attention of anyone in the house, and Calaphas likes it so much that he tak... | 0 |
93 | The-Silver-Ladies-Do-Lunch.txt | 79 | Cherwell. Clad in a fedora, a military jacket and black Doc Martens, she was strolling down to where the Cherwell met the Thames to watch the punts glide past. The Christ Church Meadow walk was one of her favourites; she’d often ambled along the riverbank over the years, dawdling with lovers or wandering alone, thinkin... | 0 |
56 | Christina Lauren - The True Love Experiment.txt | 75 | swiping the card at the door. Silence swallows us up as she drops her clutch and key on the table, and I’m consumed with a flushing panic. I’m not an idiot; I know this is exactly how sex starts. I’ve had sex with her already, am half in love with her at this point, and we’re both high on party vibes and champagne. Com... | 0 |
0 | 1984.txt | 76 | one another and do not live alone--to a time when truth exists and what is done cannot be undone: From the age of uniformity, from the age of solitude, from the age of Big Brother, from the age of doublethink--greetings! He was already dead, he reflected. It seemed to him that it was only now, when he had begun to be a... | 1 |
91 | The-One.txt | 74 | me your opinion on some things. I could bring you a coffee?” She breathes into the phone. “Okay, fine. I can meet you at The Evergreen Café beside the hospital in half an hour. But I can’t stay long. And I’ll take a decaf latte.” “You got it. And thank you.” Chapter 39 Her doorbell rings again, longer this time. Sloane... | 0 |
37 | The Hunger Games.txt | 42 | death while the crowds urge on my killer. To tell or not to tell? My brain still feels slow from the wine. I stare down the empty corridor as if the decision lies there. Peeta picks up on my hesitation. “Have you been on the roof yet?” I shake my head. “Cinna showed me. You can practi- cally see the whole city. The win... | 1 |
34 | The Call of the Wild.txt | 10 | led away by the little weazened man. That was the last he saw of the man in the red sweater, and as Curly and he looked at receding Seattle from the deck of the Narwhal, it was the last he saw of the warm Southland. Curly and he were taken below by Perrault and turned over to a black-faced giant called Francois. Perrau... | 1 |
50 | A Day of Fallen Night.txt | 94 | ‘Go to her.’ Thrit gripped Wulf by the shoulder. ‘Wulf, get her inside.’ ‘Don’t die on this moor. Swear it, Thrit.’ ‘Sworn.’ Thrit gave him a shove. ‘Go, Wulf, now.’ Wulf ran. The world was a blur. Halfway there, he grabbed the reins of a riderless horse and threw himself across its saddle. ‘Glorian!’ She heard. Across... | 0 |
42 | The Silmarillion.txt | 97 | 75 Maiar Ainur of lesser degree than the Valar (singular Maia). 11, 23-6, 30, 57, 61, 83, 91, 105, 108, 111, 114, 229, 289, 292, 322, 353 Malach Son of Marach; given the Elvish name Aradan. 171, 177 Malduin A tributary of the Teiglin; the name probably means 'Yellow River'. 251 Malinalda 'Tree of Gold', a name of Laure... | 1 |
30 | Tess of the d'Urbervilles.txt | 91 | rather than the touch as yet. There was not a human soul near. Sad October and her sadder self seemed the only two existences haunting that lane. As she walked, however, some footsteps approached behind her, the footsteps of a man; and owing to the briskness of his advance he was close at her heels and had said "Good m... | 1 |
47 | Ulysses.txt | 69 | You're very simple, I don't think. He was. --Well now I am, he mused. I looked so simple in the cradle they christened me simple Simon. --You must have been a doaty, miss Douce made answer. And what did the doctor order today? --Well now, he mused, whatever you say yourself. I think I'll trouble you for some fresh wate... | 1 |
39 | The Mysteries of Udolpho.txt | 94 | countenance and manners would have won him the acquaintance of St. Aubert, who was very apt to trust to the intelligence of his own eyes, with respect to countenances, he would not have accepted these, as sufficient introductions to that of his daughter. The breakfast was almost as silent as the supper of the preceding... | 1 |
32 | The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.txt | 80 | give it up and turn in? A noise fell upon his ear. He was all attention in an instant. The alley door closed softly. He sprang to the corner of the brick store. The next moment two men brushed by him, and one seemed to have something under his arm. It must be that box! So they were going to remove the treasure. Why cal... | 1 |
85 | Talia-Hibbert-Highly-Suspicious.txt | 58 | groan at the reminder because I am very mature, but I do wrinkle my nose down at the dingy brown carpet. “I know what you’re thinking”—Mum laughs like she can see my expression—“but he’s a good boy, and he’s more cautious than you. Take care of each other. Especially while your wrist is still healing!” Yeah…about that ... | 0 |
45 | Things Fall Apart.txt | 89 | I go home?" When Okonkwo heard that he would not eat any food he came into the hut with a big stick in his hand and stood over him while he swallowed his yams, trembling. A few moments later he went behind the hut and began to vomit painfully. Nwoye's mother went to him and placed her hands on his chest and on his back... | 1 |
97 | What-Dreams-May-Come.txt | 37 | nonsense before he went his whole life thinking he wasn’t worth anything. Olivia had told her a little about the businesses the last Lord Calloway had acquired over the years, but Lucy hadn’t realized until this moment how much that inheritance weighed on Simon. No wonder he found it so difficult to smile. But what cou... | 0 |
36 | The House of the Seven Gables.txt | 23 | which he can mould into whatever shape he likes. So it was with Holgrave. He could talk sagely about the world's old age, but never actually believed what he said; he was a young man still, and therefore looked upon the world--that gray-bearded and wrinkled profligate, decrepit, without being venerable--as a tender str... | 1 |
87 | The Foxglove King.txt | 14 | back to Lore. “It doesn’t make sense,” he said finally. “The simplest answer is usually the right one, and the simplest answer is that Kirythea is doing this, somehow. Trying to start a war so they can finally take over Auverraine, too.” “Everything is always going to come back to Kirythea with you.” Bastian tapped his... | 0 |
53 | After Death.txt | 63 | He opens a cabinet door and drops to his knees and tucks the candy behind bottles of whatever, farther back than anything the embalmers and cosmeticians might need for the work that currently awaits them. He circles the gurney on which the approximate shape of a man lies under a sheet. He hasn’t seen this customer, and... | 0 |
19 | Hound of the Baskervilles.txt | 46 | "Did the boy deliver it into your own hands?" asked Sir Henry. Barrymore looked surprised, and considered for a little time. "No," said he, "I was in the box-room at the time, and my wife brought it up to me." "Did you answer it yourself?" "No; I told my wife what to answer and she went down to write it." In the evenin... | 1 |
76 | Love Theoretically.txt | 69 | head. “The good thing is, Adam has grants. We’re hoping that whatever institution wants me will take a look at the money and decide that we can be a package deal. But if they don’t . . .” She shrugs. “We might have to negotiate a spousal hire.” I smile. “Then you’ll set a date?” She leans closer with a surreptitious ex... | 0 |
59 | Costanza-Casati-Clytemnestra.txt | 11 | on the shoulder. An odd gesture. Clytemnestra drinks and cools her forehead. She must check on Iphigenia: the wedding will take place in a few hours. “I have to go back now,” she says, smiling at Odysseus. “Help my daughter get ready.” She waits for his face to break into another of his mischievous smiles, for the line... | 0 |
95 | USS-Lincoln.txt | 84 | my voice tight with suppressed anxiety. “Sorry … we’re almost there, Cap,” Grimes said. “Slowing … it’ll take a bit of time to bring Adams alongside Lincoln.” We all took in the spectacle before us. USS Lincoln, her sleek SpaceWing design giving the impression she was gliding through space, even though she was hobbled ... | 0 |
60 | Divine Rivals.txt | 50 | you,” he began. “I’ll take you back to the field to look for Kitt. But we can’t go beyond it; we can’t stray into the town. It’s too dangerous. And after we search the field, you will agree to let me take you somewhere safe. You’ll follow me home.” Iris was silent, but her mind was reeling. “Do you agree to my terms, I... | 0 |
82 | Robyn-Harding-The-Drowning-Woman.txt | 71 | away. I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. I was in shock. “I know Lee,” Jesse said. “She won’t go into your house just for money. We need to make her pity you. To think she’s saving you.” I stood taller, found my voice. “Benjamin would never hit me in the face.” “Lee doesn’t know that.” He reached out to wipe my tears, bu... | 0 |
79 | Quietly-Hostile.txt | 23 | make me sad. QUIETLY HOSTILE is how I would describe my public personality; I am mild-mannered and super polite, but just beneath the surface of my skin, my blood is electrified and I am one inconsiderate driver away from a full Falling Down–style emotional collapse. I don’t know how to teach a child not to seethe and ... | 0 |
29 | Tarzan of the Apes.txt | 10 | grisly had been the work of the mutineers of the Fuwalda, and through it all John Clayton had stood leaning carelessly beside the companionway puffing meditatively upon his pipe as though he had been but watching an indifferent cricket match. As the last officer went down he thought it was time that he returned to his ... | 1 |
4 | Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.txt | 47 | The Cat's head began fading away the moment he was gone, and, by the time he had come back with the Dutchess, it had entirely disappeared; so the King and the executioner ran wildly up and down looking for it, while the rest of the party went back to the game. CHAPTER IX The Mock Turtle's Story `You can't think how gla... | 1 |
40 | The Picture of Dorian Gray.txt | 54 | behind a screen, you can't care much abut it." Dorian Gray passed his hand over his forehead. There were beads of perspiration there. He felt that he was on the brink of a horrible danger. "You told me a month ago that you would never exhibit it," he said. "Why have you changed your mind? You people who go in for being... | 1 |
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