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The Last Asset

By: Edith Wharton

THE devil! Paul Garnett exclaimed as he re-read his note; and the dry old gentleman who was at the moment his only neighbour in the quiet restaurant they both frequented, remarked with a smile: You don't seem particularly annoyed at meeting him. Garnett returned the smile. I don't know why I apostrophized him, for he's not in the least present — except inasmuch as he may prove to be at the bottom of anything unexpected. The old gentleman who, like Garnett, was an America...

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The Curlytops on Star Island

By: Howard Roger Garis

Excerpt: ?Children! Children! What are you doing now?? asked their mother, appearing in the doorway of the big, white farmhouse, holding in her arms a small boy. ?Please don?t make so much noise. I've just gotten Baby William to sleep, and if he wakes up ?

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Decameron

By: Giovanni Boccaccio

Excerpt: COMINCIA IL LIBRO CHIAMATO DECAMERON, COGNOMINATO PRENCIPE GALEOTTO, NEL QUALE SI CONTENGONO CENTO NOVELLE IN DIECI DI? DETTE DA SETTE DONNE E DA TRE GIOVANI UOMINI. Umana cosa e aver compassione degli afflitti: e come che a ciascuna persona stea bene, a coloro e massimamente richiesto li quali gia hanno di conforto avuto mestiere e hannol trovato in alcuni; fra quali, se alcuno mai n'ebbe bisogno o gli fu caro o gia ne ricevette piacere, io sono uno di quegli. ...

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Excerpt: I. POINSETTIAS. ?A remarkable man!? It was not my husband speaking, but some passerby. However, I looked up at George with a smile, and found him looking down at me with much the same humour. We had often spoken of the odd phrases one hears in the street, and how interesting it would be sometimes to hear a little more of the conversation. ?That?s a case in point,? he laughed, as he guided me through the crowd of theatre?goers which invariably block this part of ...

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The Recruit

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Excerpt: At times they saw him, by a phenomenon of vision or locomotion, abolish space in its two forms of Time and Distance; the former being intellectual space, the other physical space.

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The Emperor Jones, Different, The Straw

By: Eugene O’Neill

SCENE-The audience chamber in the palace of the Emperor-a spacious, high-ceilinged room with bare, white-washed walls. The floor is of white tiles. In the rear, to the left of center, a wide archway giving out on a portico with white Pillars. The palace is evidently situated on high ground for beyond the portico nothing can be seen but a vista of distant hills, their summits crowned with thick groves of palm trees. In the right wall, center, a smaller arched doorway lead...

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Agua Dulce

By: Mary Austin

Excerpt: THE Los Angeles special got in so late that day that if the driver of the Mojave stage had not, from having once gone to school to me, acquired the habit of minding what I said, I should never have made it. I hailed it from the station, and he swung the four about in the wide street as the wind swept me toward the racked old coach in a blinding whirl of dust. It wrapped my skirts about the iron gear of the coach as I climbed to the seat beside the driver, and, a...

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The Curious Circumstance of the Maid's Mustache

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Excerpt: WATSON: I think this time I shall have bit of a surprise for you, Holmes. HOLMES: Indeed, Watson, that will be a new experience. What is it? WATSON: The Maid, Mrs. Jermyn.

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The Heart of the Hills

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Twin spirals of blue smoke rose on either side of the spur, crept tendril-like up two dark ravines, and clearing the feathery green crests of the trees, drifted lazily on upward until, high above, they melted shyly together and into the haze that veiled the drowsy face of the mountain. Each rose from a little log cabin clinging to the side of a little hollow at the head of a little creek. About each cabin was a rickety fence, a patch of garden, and a little cleared hill-...

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The Fourth Degree

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SEBRIGHT of Scotland Yard sat in our office. He had dropped in, as he often did, unofficially, for a friendly yarn. Unpleasant business round at the Foreign Office this morning, Q.Q., he remarked, as he helped himself to one of the excellent cigarettes which the Chief, though a rigid nonsmoker himself, kept hospitably for his visitors. I suppose you've heard? Q.Q. raised his eyebrows. No, he said. What's the trouble? Arbuthnot shot himself. Arbuthnot! Shot himself? The C...

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scene: johnny-the-priest's saloon near South Street, New York City. The stage is divided into two sections, showing a small back room on the right. On the left, forward, of the barroom, a large window looking out on the street. Beyond it, the main entrance -- a double swinging door. Farther back, another window. The bar runs from left to right nearly the whole length of the rear wall. In back of the bar, a small show-case displaying a few bottles of case goods, for which...

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The Golden Ingot

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I had just retired to rest, with my eyes almost blind with the study of a new work on physiology by M. Brown-Sequard, when the night bell was pulled violently. It was winter, and I confess I grumbled as I rose and went downstairs to open the door. Twice that week I had been aroused long after midnight for the most trivial causes. Once, to attend upon the son and heir of a wealthy family, who had cut his thumb with a penknife, which, it seems, he insisted on taking to bed...

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The Coffin Merchant

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London on a November Sunday inspired Eustace Reynolds with a melancholy too insistent to be ignored and too causeless to be enjoyed. The grey sky overhead between the house-tops, the cold wind round every street-corner, the sad faces of the men and women on the pavements, combined to create an atmosphere of ineloquent misery. Eustace was sensitive to impressions, and in spite of a half-conscious effort to remain a dispassionate spectator of the world's melancholy, he fel...

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The Medal : A Satire against Sedition

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Excerpt: Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the prize alone; A monster, more the favourite of the town Than either fairs or theatres have shown. Never did art so well with nature strive, Nor ever idol seemed so much alive; So like the man, so golden to the sight, So base within, so counterfeit and light.

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Het Portret Van Dorian Gray

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Nederlandse (Dutch) literature.

Zomerwind in de boomen van den tuin trilde, kwam er door de opene deur een zware adem van seringen, eene fijnere aroom van den roze-bloeienden meidoorn binnen. Uit den hoek van een Perzischen divan, waarop hij naar gewoonte ontelbare cigaretten lag te rooken, kon Lord Henry Wotton juist den glans zien der honigzoete en honigkleurige bloesems van gouden regens; de trillende takken schenen nauwlijks dien last van vlammend mooi te kunnen dragen. Fantastische schaduwen van v...

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To take her in the original, she was the daughter of King Henry VIII. by Anne Boleyn, the second of six wives which he had, and one of the maids of honour to the divorced Queen, Katharine of Austria (or, as the now styled, Infanta of Spain), and from thence taken to the royal bed. That she was of a most noble and royal extract by her father will not fall into question, for on that side was disembogued into her veins, by a confluency of blood, the very abstract of all the...

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Excerpt: My word, sir, I would really like to take care of your shop, but not your daughter, because she?s merchandise like water of the Queen of Hungary, as soon as you allow it go flat the savor goes, a daughter is the same. So, sir, you can keep her yourself.

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The Five Books of Youth

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Excerpt: BOOK I. A MISCELLANY I LA MARE DES FEES The leaves rain down upon the forest pond, An elfin tarn green?shadowed in the fern; Nine yews ensomber the wet bank, beyond The autumn branches of the beeches burn With yellow flame and red amid the green, And patches of the darkening sky between.

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