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32	The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.txt	34	in blissful silence. "Pard, there's thousands of dollars here," said Injun Joe. "'Twas always said that Murrel's gang used to be around here one summer," the stranger observed. "I know it," said Injun Joe; "and this looks like it, I should say." "Now you won't need to do that job." The half-breed frowned. Said he: "You...	1
17	Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.txt	39	as though Harry was being stupid on purpose. Getting desperate, Harry asked for the train that left at eleven o'clock, but the guard said there wasn't one. In the end the guard strode away, muttering about time wasters. Harry was now trying hard not to panic. According to the large clock over the arrivals board, he had...	1
82	Robyn-Harding-The-Drowning-Woman.txt	39	slip her a pair of drugstore aviators. Hazel looks about to say something else, but a muscular woman wrapped in a towel emerges from the shower. Before the woman can spot us together, Hazel is gone. 23 IT IS NOT UNTIL I am in the black Mercedes, driving toward Hazel’s waterfront home, that the magnitude of my mission h...	0
95	USS-Lincoln.txt	27	respect and admiration welled up within me. Captain Glenn Stone had exemplified the unwavering resolve that defined us as US Space-Navy officers, as leaders. He had faced the horrors of the Liquilids head-on, his crew fighting valiantly until the bitter end. It was a reminder of the price we paid for the freedoms we he...	0
82	Robyn-Harding-The-Drowning-Woman.txt	65	must have been reprimanded for his leniency because he now insists that I stay inside with the doors locked. I must trust that others are trying to find my mother, that they care as much as I do. I send a list of addresses to the care home: the dental practice my mom used to work for, her best friend’s house, the pool ...	0
65	Hedge.txt	83	You won’t be surprised.” She was going to ask him inside for a drink, then he said, “Do you want to go for a swim?” She looked at him blankly. “In the Hudson?” “In the swimming lake. I’ve wanted to ask, and this might be my last chance.” He shrugged. “Plus, you know, we’re already wet.” Maud laughed, feeling giddy. “Wh...	0
58	Confidence_-a-Novel.txt	56	wallpaper a distracting tessellation of a set of pastel squares, the lights deafeningly bright, her slow-blinking secretary sheltered from us patients by a sheet of fiberglass. The clock on the wall behind me was loud, and I tapped my foot as fast as the second hand moved, scrolling through NuLife’s social media aimles...	0
85	Talia-Hibbert-Highly-Suspicious.txt	87	if she did? Several brooding thoughts and a few pristine angles later, I switch off the engine and call Jordan back. “Hey, man,” he says, “what’s good?” Literally nothing. Except the way my mouth is still tingling with the memory of Celine’s, but even that’s bittersweet. “Just got home. You?” “Whooooa. What is that?” I...	0
72	Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt	30	if—and this likelihood was really only occurring to me now, as I sat there—without his lab coat on and out of the context of the clinic, I truly couldn’t tell him apart from anyone else? It was more than possible. How mortifying would that be? I thought about the woman on Facebook who’d called her face blindness “a sup...	0
57	Cold People.txt	79	later, when the winds had calmed down, they’d departed, leaving behind the rotten husk of an airplane which no person could tolerate for another minute. Roped together in a procession, stumbling through the darkness, guided by the stars, they’d set up temporary camps, about to embark on one of the most famous expeditio...	0
96	We-Could-Be-So Good.txt	13	he wets a cloth and begins gently dabbing at the worst of the cuts. “Why’d he do it?” Andy knows as soon as he’s spoken that it’s the wrong question. There’s no good answer, and it sounds like he’s asking the kid what he did to deserve a beating. Sal snatches the cloth from Andy’s hand and begins wiping his face himsel...	0
19	Hound of the Baskervilles.txt	94	of an old-time banquet, it might have softened; but now, when two black- clothed gentlemen sat in the little circle of light thrown by a shaded lamp, one's voice became hushed and one's spirit sub- dued. A dim line of ancestors, in every variety of dress, from the Elizabethan knight to the buck of the Regency, stared d...	1
92	The-Scorched-Throne-1-Sara-Hashe.txt	75	debris. I wondered what it looked like. I wondered why in a world ripe with monsters and magic, only he could see me so clearly. “Good night, Suraira.” They summoned the Champions at midday. We had two hours from then to reach the cliffside on the other end of the forest. The first three Champions to cross Ayume Forest...	0
79	Quietly-Hostile.txt	49	buffer I had between myself and the satanic churning and howling in the adjoining room was the sound of a simulated box fan whirring inside my phone. I follow a bunch of Instagram accounts that are just pictures and the occasional close-up video of whales doing whale shit, like drifting or feeding or surfacing or playi...	0
45	Things Fall Apart.txt	24	her. Okonkwo ate the food absent-mindedly. 'She should have been a boy,' he thought as he looked at his ten-year-old daughter. He passed her a piece of fish. "Go and bring me some cold water," he said. Ezinma rushed out of the hut, chewing the fish, and soon returned with a bowl of cool water from the earthen pot in he...	1
87	The Foxglove King.txt	43	darkening atrium. One of the monks struck out with a dagger; the sharp edge sliced through Bastian’s eyebrow, sheeting blood and shocking him into enough stillness to be subdued, arms twisted behind his back. The shadow of the moon moved closer to the low-hanging sun. The Presque Mort who held Lore steered her toward A...	0
23	Moby Dick; Or, The Whale.txt	75	or the far away King's Mills; how much more natural, I say, that under such circumstances these ships should not only interchange hails, but come into still closer, more friendly and sociable contact. And especially would this seem to be a matter of course, in the case of vessels owned in one seaport, and whose captain...	1
39	The Mysteries of Udolpho.txt	84	the heavier when it arrives: I will endeavour to teach them resignation by my example.' The physician was affected; he promised to obey her, and told St. Aubert, somewhat abruptly, that there was nothing to expect. The latter was not philosopher enough to restrain his feelings when he received this information; but a c...	1
30	Tess of the d'Urbervilles.txt	61	the centuries of her family's and England's history. But she screwed herself up to the work in hand, since she could not get out of it, and answered-- "I came to see your mother, sir." "I am afraid you cannot see her--she is an invalid," replied thepresent representative of the spurious house; for this was Mr Alec, the...	1
84	Silvia-Moreno-Garcia-Silver-Nitr.txt	33	was doing a piece about Abel’s career it might fly, but I’m looking for this one movie and this one fucked-up German who wrote it and I’m not having any luck.” “Don’t panic yet. Urueta is going to give you the interview you need sooner or later.” “He doesn’t like us.” “He got a little tense, but Urueta loves talking. H...	0
52	A-Living-Remedy.txt	51	financial aid letters arrived on the same afternoon, and I opened the envelopes with shaking hands to learn that I’d been offered what amounted to a free freshman year at three schools. I had to count the zeros several times before I could believe it. “You did it,” my mother said. She tried to smile, but we both wound ...	0
24	Of Human Bondage.txt	10	culture. They wandered up to the castle, and sat on the terrace that overlooked the town. It nestled in the valley along the pleasant Neckar with a comfortable friendliness. The smoke from the chimneys hung over it, a pale blue haze; and the tall roofs, the spires of the churches, gave it a pleasantly medieval air. The...	1
72	Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt	77	I was consumed with rage? Or maybe getting consumed with rage was part of getting over it … Fine then. No more moping, no more weeping, no more pining for the future I’d lost hold of. It was time to be okay. For real. The anger was very healing—burning through me with a purifying fire. Sue approved. When she returned f...	0
31	The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.txt	67	when my companion answered in a gruff monosyllable she gave such a start that the lamp nearly fell from her hand. Colonel Stark went up to her, whispered something in her ear, and then, pushing her back into the room from whence she had come, he walked towards me again with the lamp in his hand. "'Perhaps you will have...	1
9	Dracula.txt	83	of things. Van Helsing had been silent all dinner time, but when we had lit our cigars he said, "Lord. . ., but Arthur interrupted him. "No, no, not that, for God's sake! Not yet at any rate. Forgive me, sir. I did not mean to speak offensively. It is only because my loss is so recent." The Professor answered very swee...	1
59	Costanza-Casati-Clytemnestra.txt	93	twisted, his daggers abandoned in the dust. He retrieves his sword carefully, cleaning it on his tunic. She wonders if it was his father’s but doesn’t ask. Instead, she picks up her own knife and says, “You look different when you fight.” “So do you.” His head is bent, and his profile is handsome in the golden light of...	0
58	Confidence_-a-Novel.txt	37	couldn’t be real with her. It was only real with me. “Oh my god!” Jamie called me the next morning. “Thornton!” “Quieter,” I said, cotton mouthed. “Sorry, oh my god, sorry,” she laughed. “You must be so hungover.” “Yep, I really am. What’s up?” “Troy and I hooked up last night. It was fucking incredible.” I had to must...	0
54	Alex-Hay-The-Housekeepers.txt	87	Mr. Shepherd’s armchair, the under-footmen guarding the door, face flushed, eyes defiant. He looked puzzled, wrong-footed entirely. It’s beginning, Alice thought, skin tingling. The petticoats were stashed in her wardrobe, the labels ironed beautifully into the hems. Things in the household began to fall apart the mome...	0
14	Five On A Treasure Island.txt	52	man unbolted the door at top and bottom. Dick was glad that he had slipped along to bolt the door, for if he hadn't done that before the men had come they would have known that Julian and George had escaped, and would have been on their guard. The man opened the door and stepped inside. The second man followed him. Dic...	1
47	Ulysses.txt	53	Jocular. With my eyeglass in my ocular. (HE SNEEZES) Amen! BLOOM: (ABSENTLY) Ocularly woman's bivalve case is worse. Always open sesame. The cloven sex. Why they fear vermin, creeping things. Yet Eve and the serpent contradicts. Not a historical fact. Obvious analogy to my idea. Serpents too are gluttons for woman's mi...	1
61	Emily Wildes Encyclopaedia of Faeries.txt	86	to fields. These were not the tidy hillsides I was used to, but riddled with lumps, volcanic rock in haphazard garments of moss. And if that wasn’t enough to disorient the eye, the sea kept sending waves of mist over the coastland. I reached the edge of the village and found the little footpath up to the cottage—the te...	0
34	The Call of the Wild.txt	42	life nor sign of life-- only the blowing of chill winds, the forming of ice in sheltered places, and the melancholy rippling of waves on lonely beaches. And through another winter they wandered on the obliterated trails of men who had gone before. Once, they came upon a path blazed through the forest, an ancient path, ...	1
63	Hannah Whitten - The Foxglove King-Orbit (2023).txt	92	match the glare he leveled at her. “Are you calling Mari a liar?” “I have no reason to believe she’s not,” Gabe said. The fight was gone from his voice now; it’d just been there to strike the flint. Now there was a blaze, and he kept himself expressionless, as if he was above it. “She’s a poison runner.” “So was I,” Lo...	0
88	The-Housekeepers.txt	7	a dark red crest. Her heart started beating faster. Papa had always taught her the art of patience. Of suppressing one’s whims, curtailing one’s deepest desires. I would make a fine ascetic, she thought dryly. I would make a splendid nun. “William,” she said. “You must tell me. Was there something between you and Mrs. ...	0
8	David Copperfield.txt	26	would have won her. But, through all these causes combined, I sincerely believe she had a kind of adoration for him before he left the house that night. He stayed there with me to dinner - if I were to say willingly, I should not half express how readily and gaily. He went into Mr. Barkis's room like light and air, bri...	1
8	David Copperfield.txt	27	had been thought to be, was a Moral! - that was her word. She was evidently still afraid of Miss Betsey, for she sent her grateful duty to her but timidly; and she was evidently afraid of me, too, and entertained the probability of my running away again soon: if I might judge from the repeated hints she threw out, that...	1
31	The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.txt	31	night, so we drew on our ulsters and wrapped cravats about our throats. Outside, the stars were shining coldly in a cloudless sky, and the breath of the passers-by blew out into smoke like so many pistol shots. Our footfalls rang out crisply and loudly as we swung through the doctors' quarter, Wimpole Street, Harley St...	1
61	Emily Wildes Encyclopaedia of Faeries.txt	21	most of the courtly fae are given to on occasion. I once met a Manx man whose daughter had taken her own life after a year and a day spent in some horrific faerie kingdom so lovely that its beauty became as addictive as opiates. Others have endured torments and returned so changed their families barely recognize them. ...	0
75	Lisa-See-Lady-Tan_s-Circle-of-Women.txt	38	husband was a boy, his father kept thousands of concubines. His favorite was Consort Wan. The Chunghua emperor lost all interest in his wife, Empress Wu, who had already given him a son. Meanwhile, the consort struggled to get pregnant.” Empress Zhang’s voice lowers as she reveals what few outside the palace know. “Eve...	0
19	Hound of the Baskervilles.txt	85	but he hesitated and then came back. "You've been so kind to us, sir, that I should like to do the best I can for you in return. I know something, Sir Henry, and perhaps I should have said it before, but it was long after the inquest that I found it out. I've never breathed a word about it yet to mortal man. It's about...	1
91	The-One.txt	14	they waited. “Subtle car,” Jonah says as a tall man with slicked-back hair steps out of the Ferrari. The attorney smooths his suit before striding toward the house. Ethan folds a stick of gum into his mouth before climbing out of the car. The same housekeeper opens the door after Carr’s attorney rings the bell. This ti...	0
91	The-One.txt	52	“All right. The patient coming in is a thirty-two-year-old female found unresponsive while diving near Alki Beach.” “Diving?” Evelyn nods. “That’s what the medic said. Actually, he called it freediving. She still had a weak pulse after her husband dragged her to shore but lost it shortly after the medics arrived.” The ...	0
0	1984.txt	88	head. O'Brien had sat down beside the bed, so that his face was almost on a level with Winston's. 'Three thousand,' he said, speaking over Winston's head to the man in the white coat. Two soft pads, which felt slightly moist, clamped themselves against Winston's temples. He quailed. There was pain coming, a new kind of...	1
11	Emma.txt	4	to take leave. "I shall hear about you all," said he; that is my chief consolation. I shall hear of every thing that is going on among you. I have engaged Mrs. Weston to correspond with me. She has been so kind as to promise it. Oh! the blessing of a female correspondent, when one is really interested in the absent!--s...	1
59	Costanza-Casati-Clytemnestra.txt	8	Every man’s honor, every woman’s life belongs to him. Yes, I was powerful. Yes, I ruled with your father, but I wasn’t free. None of us are.” “What about my honor?” Clytemnestra snarls. “You can’t begin to contemplate the things I have endured because of the king’s wishes. There is no honor in being raped, no honor in ...	0
0	1984.txt	60	170) [1/17/03 5:04:51 AM] file:///F\|/rah/George%20Orwell/Orwell%20Nineteen%20Eighty%20Four.txt 'What was it?' he said in surprise. 'A rat. I saw him stick his beastly nose out of the wainscoting. There's a hole down there. I gave him a good fright, anyway.' 'Rats!' murmured Winston. 'In this room!' 'They're all over th...	1
94	Titanium-Noir.txt	1	and I let him have it. “Mr. Nugent, I may or may not know where that item you are looking for is, but I will tell you up-front that I do know why you want it. I know what it means.” Silence. “Your friend Mr. Zoegar, he was of the opinion that you and I could not trust one another. I took that to mean you would never tr...	0
24	Of Human Bondage.txt	32	the exact words of the quarrel they had had. He had to force himself back to his book. He went out for a walk. The streets on the South side of the river were dingy enough on week-days, but there was an energy, a coming and going, which gave them a sordid vivacity; but on Sundays, with no shops open, no carts in the ro...	1
80	Rachel-Lynn-Solomon-Business-or-Pleasure.txt	58	I haven’t been together 24/7, I haven’t felt truly alone in a while. If we’re not in the same room, then I’m usually working on his book. Whether he’s next to me or not, he’s always in my head. That has to be the explanation for why I’m feeling this odd attachment to him. I simply haven’t talked to another single guy i...	0
13	Fifty-Shades-Of-Grey.txt	45	I clasp my arms around his neck. “You wouldn’t.” I say breathlessly, trying to stifle my giggling. He grins. “Oh, Ana, baby, have you learned nothing in the short time we’ve known each other?” He kisses me, and I seize my opportunity, running my fingers through his hair, grasping two handfuls and kissing him back while...	1
85	Talia-Hibbert-Highly-Suspicious.txt	9	Mason shouts. “Brad’s having sex!” Great: my brother has arrived, right on schedule, to ruin my life. I jerk away from Celine, stomp over to the slightly ajar door (that absolute pervert freak), and shove it wide open. Mason’s already running downstairs. I turn around. Celine’s eyes are wide and unfocused, her chest is...	0
34	The Call of the Wild.txt	30	for the Yeehats. They scattered far and wide over the country, and it was not till a week later that the last of the survivors gathered together in a lower valley and counted their losses. As for Buck, wearying of the pursuit, he returned to the desolated camp. He found Pete where he had been killed in his blankets in ...	1
54	Alex-Hay-The-Housekeepers.txt	22	the elbow. And I could snap you in two pieces and all. Mrs. Bone grinned like an idiot, and matched Cook’s pace: slow, slow, slow. * * * “And here’s your room,” said Cook, banging the door open. “You’ll be sharing with Sue.” Mrs. Bone could see an urchin peering at her from the shadows, wide-eyed and holding on to the ...	0
88	The-Housekeepers.txt	62	herself from Cook, and the other servants, and make an immediate examination of the house. The lower offices were sufficiently warren-like that she could sneak upstairs without being observed. She entered the front hall first. It felt satisfying to start somewhere forbidden. There was a cathedral-like hush, light comin...	0
8	David Copperfield.txt	47	in the night,' said Peggotty, 'when she asked me for some drink; and when she had taken it, gave me such a patient smile, the dear! - so beautiful! 'Daybreak had come, and the sun was rising, when she said to me, how kind and considerate Mr. Copperfield had always been to her, and how he had borne with her, and told he...	1
61	Emily Wildes Encyclopaedia of Faeries.txt	7	know how,” Lilja said, and I went red and began to sputter, to hear it all spelled out so bluntly. “Oh! Don’t be silly,” Aslaug said simply, and gave me a hug. “We are as good as family now.” Then she went back to bustling about as if nothing had changed. As if it was nothing, what she’d said. Lilja smiled and squeezed...	0
50	A Day of Fallen Night.txt	95	in the sanctuary for burial in Askrdal. Wulf said, ‘Was I really the only one who lived?’ ‘It appears so. The rest were burned, drowned or frozen. I sent divers and ships to look.’ He closed his eyes. ‘The Plague of Ófandauth is spreading,’ Einlek said. ‘The Nameless One brought a sickness from the Womb of Fire, a plag...	0
42	The Silmarillion.txt	26	counsel of Trin the Noldor built a mighty bridge over the Narog from the Doors of Felagund, for the swifter passage of their arms. Then the servants of Angband were driven out of all the land between Narog and Sirion eastward, and westward to the Nenning and the desolate Falas; and though Gwindor spoke ever against Tri...	1
77	Maame.txt	80	had to turn it down. The girl I’d be sharing with was too pretty.” A man with a worryingly lifelike parrot on his shoulder edges past me, but it’s central London on the weekend, so I don’t bat an eyelid. “You’ll have to walk me through that reasoning, Shu.” “She won’t admit it, but Lydia’s got a … what’s the British wa...	0
37	The Hunger Games.txt	82	trying to keep straight when we’re supposedly friends and when we’re not. At least when we get into the arena, I’ll know where we stand. “Don’t. Don’t let’s pretend when there’s no one around.” 99 “All right, Katniss,” he says tiredly. After that, we only talk in front of people. On the third day of training, they star...	1
18	Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.txt	46	very moment the words I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle drifted across the conference table. Unfortunately, in the Vl'hurg tongue this was the most dreadful insult imaginable, and there was nothing for it but to wage terrible war for centuries. Eventually of course, after their Galaxy had been...	1
36	The House of the Seven Gables.txt	95	forsaken as we are, some pew-door will be opened to us!" So Hepzibah and her brother made themselves, ready--as ready as they could in the best of their old-fashioned garments, which had hung on pegs, or been laid away in trunks, so long that the dampness and mouldy smell of the past was on them,--made themselves ready...	1
86	Tessa-Bailey-Unfortunately-Yours.txt	33	walked faster, wanting to get home. Something inside her was healing at a rapid rate, not only because of this love stampede that had totally trampled her beneath its hooves. But because she’d pushed for exactly what she needed and deserved. She’d accepted nothing less and the reward . . . It reminded her of the wild b...	0
69	In the Lives of Puppets.txt	55	again, and I will remove your legs entirely.” The android glared at the ceiling. “It’ll be the l-last thing you d-do.” “Do you make such promises to all the pretty girls you meet?” Nurse Ratched asked. “I am not interested. Perhaps we could have had something, but I have since reassessed my opinion of you. Would you li...	0
17	Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.txt	21	back through the wall, back through the Leaky Cauldron, now empty. Harry didn't speak at all as they walked down the road; he didn't even notice how much people were gawking at them on the Underground, laden as they were with all their funny-shaped packages, with the snowy owl asleep in its cage on Harry's lap. Up anot...	1
90	The-Lost-Bookshop.txt	42	that method of plotting a course for one’s life any more correct? I recalled something Lucinda had said to me before I left; that it didn’t matter whether the decision you made was right or wrong, as long as you made it. That’s what moved you along in life. In fact she had used the word ‘journey’ because she was still ...	0
80	Rachel-Lynn-Solomon-Business-or-Pleasure.txt	92	Sucking lightly, and then harder as he fills me with a finger. After a few pumps, he slides upward again, stroking and rubbing and tracing and Jesus. Christ. I clutch him tighter because it’s all so good, even when he stumbles. Especially when he hears my breath catch and starts moving faster. Especially when he reache...	0
18	Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.txt	19	singled out Trillian from the crowd. Trillian was a gird that Zaphod had picked up recently whilst visiting a planet, just for fun, incognito. She was slim, darkish, humanoid, with long waves of black hair, a full mouth, an odd little nob of a nose and ridiculously brown eyes. With her red head scarf knotted in that pa...	1
2	A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.txt	92	raised his hat in acknowledgement. --Freedom! Cranly repeated. But you are not free enough yet to commit a sacrilege. Tell me would you rob? --I would beg first, Stephen said. --And if you got nothing, would you rob? --You wish me to say, Stephen answered, that the rights of property are provisional, and that in certai...	1
48	Wuthering Heights.txt	33	Don't make more mischief. My brother is coming; be quiet!---Hush, Isabella! Has anybody hurt you?" "There, there, children; to your seats," cried Hind- ley, bustling in. "That brute of a lad has warmed me nicely. Next time, Master Edgar, take the law into your own fists; it will give you an appetite." The little party ...	1
67	How to Sell a Haunted House.txt	91	without reservation, without hesitation, but Louise wasn’t born knowing how to do that for someone else. These stuffed animals were how she had first learned to love something that couldn’t always love you back. They were how she had learned to take care of something that relied on you completely. They had been trainin...	0
18	Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.txt	70	this time it was a background to a news announcement. The news was always heavily edited to fit the rhythms of the music. "... and news brought to you here on the sub-etha wave band, broadcasting around the galaxy around the clock," squawked a voice, "and we'll be saying a big hello to all intelligent life forms everyw...	1
80	Rachel-Lynn-Solomon-Business-or-Pleasure.txt	33	expecting Finn to have such a strong reaction, but his eyes instantly light up. “Yes! I love that.” My fingers fly across the keyboard as we talk more about his transition from Reno to LA, and he tells me about the first time he got recognized in public. “I was at a Ralphs in the Valley, waiting in line to buy an absol...	0
26	Pride And Prejudice.txt	75	formerly passed some years of her life, and where they were now to spend a few days, was probably as great an object of her curiosity, as all the celebrated beauties of Matlock, Chatsworth, Dovedale, or the Peak. Elizabeth was excessively disappointed; she had set her heart on seeing the Lakes; and still thought there ...	1
17	Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.txt	35	the compartment and tipped it onto an empty seat. "Hungry, are you?" "Starving," said Harry, taking a large bite out of a pumpkin pasty. Ron had taken out a lumpy package and unwrapped it. There were four sandwiches inside. He pulled one of them apart and said, "She always forgets I don't like corned beef." "Swap you f...	1
66	Hell Bent.txt	67	the stone around the doorway blackened and smoking, as if the building had exhaled a deep sooty breath. The fire on the hedges and grass had been extinguished—flattened by Turner’s roots. The mighty oak. As she watched, they seemed to retract. Her snakes had vanished too. She couldn’t untangle the mess of fear and triu...	0
9	Dracula.txt	60	went to look at poor Lucy. The undertaker had certainly done his work well, for the room was turned into a small chapelle ardente. There was a wilderness of beautiful white flowers, and death was made as little repulsive as might be. The end of the winding sheet was laid over the face. When the Professor bent over and ...	1
15	Frankenstein.txt	63	the overthrow so complete! Morning, dismal and wet, at length dawned and discovered to my sleepless and aching eyes the church of Ingolstadt, its white steeple and clock, which indicated the sixth hour. The porter opened the gates of the court, which had that night been my asylum, and I issued into the streets, pacing ...	1
23	Moby Dick; Or, The Whale.txt	26	this sufficiently proclaimed him an inheritor of the unvitiated blood of those proud warrior hunters, who, in quest of the great New England moose, had scoured, bow in hand, the aboriginal forests of the main. But no longer snuffing in the trail of the wild beasts of the woodland, Tashtego now hunted in the wake of the...	1
52	A-Living-Remedy.txt	49	that takes little responsibility for the health and well-being of its citizens while urging us to blame each other—and ourselves—for our precarity under an exploitative system in which all but a small number of us stand to suffer or lose much. A country that first abandons and then condemns people without money who hav...	0
89	The-Last-Sinner.txt	17	mean.” She was nodding, a smile playing upon her lips. “I have a cute story about her. . . .” Kristi managed a nod and a smile though she couldn’t give two cents about any of the felines this woman found so fascinating. Fortunately, before Dana could launch into more oh-so-fascinating anecdotes about her cats, the prod...	0
78	Pineapple Street.txt	55	made the girl’s best friend, now thirteen, testify that the dead girl had sneaked into R-rated movies. This apparently meant she was mature enough (“sexually active,” they said) at twelve that anyone could have killed her, not just the bus driver who had the nude photos. There was a man they let out on a technicality (...	0
8	David Copperfield.txt	15	beset by a desire to refer to her brother Francis, struck in again: 'If Dora's mama,' she said, 'when she married our brother Francis, had at once said that there was not room for the family at the dinner-table, it would have been better for the happiness of all parties.' 'Sister Clarissa,' said Miss Lavinia. 'Perhaps ...	1
87	The Foxglove King.txt	76	the gardens yesterday, his lips on her shoulder. If anyone saw her with Bastian and grass stains on her skirt, the conclusion they drew would have nothing to do with that kind of riding. When she took the prince’s proffered arm, she could feel his muscles move beneath his silken sleeve. More defined than she’d expect f...	0
24	Of Human Bondage.txt	81	desire to enfold her once more in his arms. "Is Mrs. Miller in?" he asked joyously. "She's gone," the maid answered. He looked at her blankly. "She came about an hour ago and took away her things." For a moment he did not know what to say. "Did you give her my letter? Did she say where she was going?" Then he understoo...	1
56	Christina Lauren - The True Love Experiment.txt	13	her adorable belly follow me into the kitchen, where I’ve just pulled open my nightmare of a junk drawer to find a safety pin for the broken zipper pull. I spot the shiny foil corner of a sealed condom and pull it out from beneath an avalanche of paper clips and broken pencils. This moment feels like a perfect metaphor...	0
81	Riley-Sager-The-Only-One-Left.txt	94	interior wall, knowing that in one second I’ll be caught, fired, sent back to a house where my father thinks I killed my mother. But just before Mrs. Baker can pull the armoire doors open, the record player suddenly skips. The music is replaced by a loud, low groan. It sounds through the entire house, starting at the f...	0
13	Fifty-Shades-Of-Grey.txt	49	this time. What was he thinking? Well, if he wants a fight, I’ll give him a fight. No way am I going to let him get away with running off to see that monstrous woman whenever we have a problem. He’s go- ing to have to choose—her or me and our Little Blip. I sniffle softly, but because I’m so exhausted, I soon fall asle...	1
11	Emma.txt	63	to be going somewhere. She promised him again and again to come--much oftener than he doubted--and was extremely gratified by such a proof of intimacy, such a distinguishing compliment as she chose to consider it. "You may depend upon me," said she. "I certainly will come. Name your day, and I will come. You will allow...	1
60	Divine Rivals.txt	30	cleared his throat. “Why are you—” “I made lunch reservations for you and Miss Little,” Mr. Kitt said tersely. “Today. One o’clock sharp at Monahan’s. You’ll be marrying her in three weeks, and your mother thought it would be nice if the two of you spent some time together.” Roman forced himself to swallow a retort. Th...	0
25	Oliver Twist.txt	88	Don't be afraid, Oliver, you shall come back to us again. Ha! ha! ha! We won't be so cruel as to send you away, my dear. Oh no, no!' The old man, who was stooping over the fire toasting a piece of bread, looked round as he bantered Oliver thus; and chuckled as if to show that he knew he would still be very glad to get ...	1
45	Things Fall Apart.txt	45	into the obi and saluted his father, but he did not answer. Nwoye turned round to walk into the inner compound when his father, suddenly overcome with fury, sprang to his feet and gripped him by the neck. "Where have you been?" he stammered. Nwoye struggled to free himself from the choking grip. "Answer me," roared Oko...	1
39	The Mysteries of Udolpho.txt	71	restrain her sensibility, so much as in these moments, and never had she practised them with a triumph so complete. But when the last was over, she sunk at once under the pressure of her sorrow, and then perceived that it was hope, as well as fortitude, which had hitherto supported her. St. Aubert was for a time too de...	1
87	The Foxglove King.txt	20	flailing fists had connected with more than one of them—the Mort who held his arms had a rapidly blackening eye, and a bruise bloomed on another’s cheek as his hand tangled in Bastian’s hair and wrenched his head back, just like Lore’s. Bastian squinted through the blood from his head wound, chest heaving, teeth bared....	0
25	Oliver Twist.txt	95	said Mr. Bumble. 'How dare you mention such a thing, sir? And how dare you encourage him, you insolent minx? Kiss her!' exclaimed Mr. Bumble, in strong indignation. 'Faugh!' 'I didn't mean to do it!' said Noah, blubbering. 'She's always a-kissing of me, whether I like it, or not.' 'Oh, Noah,' cried Charlotte, reproachf...	1
46	To Kill a Mockingbird.txt	49	took us." I remembered something. "Yessum, and she promised me I could come out to her house some afternoon. Atticus. I'll go next Sunday if it's all right, can I? Cal said she'd come get me if you were off in the car." "You may not." Aunt Alexandra said it. I wheeled around, startled, then turned back to Atticus in ti...	1
20	Jane Eyre.txt	0	of free action I should, under similar circumstances, have accorded them. I left Moor House at three o'clock P. M., and soon after four I stood at the foot ...	1
70	Kalynn-Bayron-Youre-Not-Supposed.txt	51	knocking me over. The men behind us also stop, raising their gaze to the surrounding woods. “What the hell is that?” the gray-haired man asks. Agonized screams ring through the camp. They echo in the dark, and it takes me a moment to realize Kyle must have cued up the sound effects. The hidden speakers cycle through sc...	0
53	After Death.txt	5	You the man, Aleem. I respect you, but shit. This here’s another weird idea, bro, like your explodin’ salt.” They proceed a few steps into the upstairs hall, something crunching underfoot, before Aleem stops and slowly brooms the light from baseboard to baseboard. All is dry here. The stain is worn off the tongue-in-gr...	0
54	Alex-Hay-The-Housekeepers.txt	27	in. They came in crocodile formation, leaving their opera cloaks and mantles and shawls behind in their motors. They entered with flushed faces, feasting their eyes on the house and on each other. They wore ruffs, headdresses, sleeves the size of hot-air balloons, hoopskirts, powdered wigs, boots with curled toes—reall...	0

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