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"I bet there's been pirates on this island before, boys. We'll explore it again. They've hid treasures here somewhere. How'd you feel to light on a rotten chest full of gold and silver -- hey?"
But it roused only faint enthusiasm, which faded out, with no reply. Tom tried one or two other seductions; but they failed, too. It was discouraging work. Joe sat poking up the sand with a stick and looking very gloomy. Finally he said:
"Oh, boys, let's give it up. I want to go home. It's so lonesome."
"Oh no, Joe, you'll feel better by and by," said Tom. "Just think of the fishing that's here."
"I don't care for fishing. I want to go home."
"But, Joe, there ain't such another swimming-place anywhere."
"Swimming's no good. I don't seem to care for it, somehow, when there ain't anybody to say I sha'n't go in. I mean to go home."
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"Oh, shucks! Baby! You want to see your mother, I reckon."
"Yes, I do want to see my mother -- and you would, too, if you had one. I ain't any more baby than you are." And Joe snuffled a little.
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three weeks ago, that this little girl has not quite
the character and disposition I could wish: should you admit her
into Lowood school, I should be glad if the superintendent and
teachers were requested to keep a strict eye on her, and, above all,
to guard against her worst fault, a tendency to deceit. I mention this
in your hearing, Jane, that you may not attempt to impose on Mr.
Brocklehurst.'
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Well might I dread, well might I dislike Mrs. Reed; for it was
her nature to wound me cruelly; never was I happy in her presence;
however carefully I obeyed, however strenuously I strove to please
her, my efforts were still repulsed and repaid by such sentences as
the above. Now, uttered before a stranger, the accusation cut me to
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three weeks ago, that this little girl has not quite
the character and disposition I could wish: should you admit her
into Lowood school, I should be glad if the superintendent and
teachers were requested to keep a strict eye on her, and, above all,
to guard against her worst fault, a tendency to deceit. I mention this
in your hearing, Jane, that you may not attempt to impose on Mr.
Brocklehurst.'
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Well might I dread, well might I dislike Mrs. Reed; for it was
her nature to wound me cruelly; never was I happy in her presence;
however carefully I obeyed, however strenuously I strove to please
her, my efforts were still repulsed and repaid by such sentences as
the above. Now, uttered before a stranger, the accusation cut me to
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
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harassing as it can. I thoroughly gauged his disposition from his behaviour, and saw at once it would be folly to attempt humouring him. Not so my companion: she ran back in terror, knelt down, and cried, and soothed, and entreated, till he grew quiet from lack of breath: by no means from compunction at distressing her.
`I shall lift him on the settle,' I said, `and he may roll about as he pleases: we can't stop to watch him. I hope you are satisfied, Miss Cathy, that you are not the person to benefit him; and that his condition of health is not occasioned by attachment to you. Now, then, there he is! Come away: as soon as he knows there is nobody by to care for his nonsense, he'll be glad to lie still.'
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She placed a cushion under his head, and offered him some water; he rejected the latter, and tossed uneasily on the former, as if it were a stone or a block of wood. She tried to put it more comfortably.
`I can't do with that,' he said; `it's not high enough.'
Catherine brought another to lay above it.
`That's too high,' murmured the provoking thing.
`How must I arrange it, then?' she asked despairingly.
He twined himself up to her, as she half knelt by the settle, and converted her shoulder into a support.
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harassing as it can. I thoroughly gauged his disposition from his behaviour, and saw at once it would be folly to attempt humouring him. Not so my companion: she ran back in terror, knelt down, and cried, and soothed, and entreated, till he grew quiet from lack of breath: by no means from compunction at distressing her.
`I shall lift him on the settle,' I said, `and he may roll about as he pleases: we can't stop to watch him. I hope you are satisfied, Miss Cathy, that you are not the person to benefit him; and that his condition of health is not occasioned by attachment to you. Now, then, there he is! Come away: as soon as he knows there is nobody by to care for his nonsense, he'll be glad to lie still.'
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She placed a cushion under his head, and offered him some water; he rejected the latter, and tossed uneasily on the former, as if it were a stone or a block of wood. She tried to put it more comfortably.
`I can't do with that,' he said; `it's not high enough.'
Catherine brought another to lay above it.
`That's too high,' murmured the provoking thing.
`How must I arrange it, then?' she asked despairingly.
He twined himself up to her, as she half knelt by the settle, and converted her shoulder into a support.
Monday, March 3, 2008
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`Is she to go with us,' he demanded: `the little girl I saw yesterday?' replied I.
`Is uncle?' he continued.
`No, I shall be your companion there,' I said.
Linton sank back on his pillow and fell into a brown study.
`I won't go without uncle,' he cried at length: `I can't tell where you mean to take me.'
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I attempted to persuade him of the naughtiness of showing reluctance to meet his father; still he obstinately resisted any progress towards dressing, and I had to call for my master's assistance in coaxing him out of bed. The poor thing was finally got off, with several delusive assurances that his absence should be short; that Mr Edgar and Cathy would visit him, and other promises, equally ill-founded, which I invented and reiterated at intervals throughout the way. The pure heather-scented air, and the bright sunshine, and the gentle canter of Minny, relieved his despondency after a while. He began to put questions concerning his new home, and its inhabitants, with greater interest and liveliness.
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`Is she to go with us,' he demanded: `the little girl I saw yesterday?' replied I.
`Is uncle?' he continued.
`No, I shall be your companion there,' I said.
Linton sank back on his pillow and fell into a brown study.
`I won't go without uncle,' he cried at length: `I can't tell where you mean to take me.'
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I attempted to persuade him of the naughtiness of showing reluctance to meet his father; still he obstinately resisted any progress towards dressing, and I had to call for my master's assistance in coaxing him out of bed. The poor thing was finally got off, with several delusive assurances that his absence should be short; that Mr Edgar and Cathy would visit him, and other promises, equally ill-founded, which I invented and reiterated at intervals throughout the way. The pure heather-scented air, and the bright sunshine, and the gentle canter of Minny, relieved his despondency after a while. He began to put questions concerning his new home, and its inhabitants, with greater interest and liveliness.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
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While Miss Linton moped about the park and garden, always silent, and almost always in tears; and her brother shut himself up among books that he never opened--wearying, I guessed, with a continual vague expectation that Catherine, repenting her conduct, would come of her own accord to ask pardon, and seek a reconciliation--and she fasted pertinaciously, under the idea, probably, that at every meal, Edgar was ready to choke for her absence, and pride alone held him from running to cast himself at her feet: I went about my household duties, convinced that the Grange had but one sensible soul in its walls, and that lodged in my body. I wasted no condolences on Miss, nor any expostulations
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While Miss Linton moped about the park and garden, always silent, and almost always in tears; and her brother shut himself up among books that he never opened--wearying, I guessed, with a continual vague expectation that Catherine, repenting her conduct, would come of her own accord to ask pardon, and seek a reconciliation--and she fasted pertinaciously, under the idea, probably, that at every meal, Edgar was ready to choke for her absence, and pride alone held him from running to cast himself at her feet: I went about my household duties, convinced that the Grange had but one sensible soul in its walls, and that lodged in my body. I wasted no condolences on Miss, nor any expostulations
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Monday, January 21, 2008
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saw him at the party, and what you tell shows that he knows how to behave. That was a nice little speech about the medicine Mother sent him.' ¡¡¡¡`He meant the blancmange, I suppose.' ¡¡¡¡`How stupid you are, child! He meant you, of course.' ¡¡¡¡`Did he?' and Jo opened her eyes as if it had never occurred to her before. ¡¡¡¡`I never saw such a girl! You don't know a compliment when you get it,' said Meg, with the air of a young lady who knew all abou
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t the matter. ¡¡¡¡`I think they are great nonsense, and I'll thank you not to be silly, and spoil my fun. Laurie's a nice boy, and I like him, and I won't have any sentimental stuff about compliments and such rubbish. We'll all be good to him, because he hasn't got any mother, and he may come over and see us, mayn't he, Marmee?' ¡¡¡¡`Yes, Jo, your little friend is very welcome, and I hope Meg will remember that children should be children as long as they can.'
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saw him at the party, and what you tell shows that he knows how to behave. That was a nice little speech about the medicine Mother sent him.' ¡¡¡¡`He meant the blancmange, I suppose.' ¡¡¡¡`How stupid you are, child! He meant you, of course.' ¡¡¡¡`Did he?' and Jo opened her eyes as if it had never occurred to her before. ¡¡¡¡`I never saw such a girl! You don't know a compliment when you get it,' said Meg, with the air of a young lady who knew all abou
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t the matter. ¡¡¡¡`I think they are great nonsense, and I'll thank you not to be silly, and spoil my fun. Laurie's a nice boy, and I like him, and I won't have any sentimental stuff about compliments and such rubbish. We'll all be good to him, because he hasn't got any mother, and he may come over and see us, mayn't he, Marmee?' ¡¡¡¡`Yes, Jo, your little friend is very welcome, and I hope Meg will remember that children should be children as long as they can.'
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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A few minutes later Lucy, rather pale, left the barn, locked the door and put the key back on the nail.
She went rapidly to the stables, got out her car and drove down the back drive. She stopped at the post office at the end of the road. She went into the telephone box, put in the money and dialled.
"I want to speak to Miss Marple."
"She's resting, miss. It's Miss Eyelesbarrow, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"I'm not going to disturb her and that's flat, miss. She's an old lady and she needs her rest."
"You must disturb her. It's urgent."
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"Please do what I say at once."
When she chose, Lucy's voice could be as incisive as steel. Florence knew authority when she heard it.
Presently Miss Marple's voice spoke.
"Yes, Lucy?"
Lucy drew a deep breath.
"You were quite right," she said. "I've found it."
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A few minutes later Lucy, rather pale, left the barn, locked the door and put the key back on the nail.
She went rapidly to the stables, got out her car and drove down the back drive. She stopped at the post office at the end of the road. She went into the telephone box, put in the money and dialled.
"I want to speak to Miss Marple."
"She's resting, miss. It's Miss Eyelesbarrow, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"I'm not going to disturb her and that's flat, miss. She's an old lady and she needs her rest."
"You must disturb her. It's urgent."
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"Please do what I say at once."
When she chose, Lucy's voice could be as incisive as steel. Florence knew authority when she heard it.
Presently Miss Marple's voice spoke.
"Yes, Lucy?"
Lucy drew a deep breath.
"You were quite right," she said. "I've found it."
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She strolled round the gardens which would be the normal thing to do. The kitchen garden was sketchily cultivated with a few vegetables. The hot-houses were in ruins. The paths everywhere were overgrown with weeds. A herbaceous border near the house was the only thing that showed free of weeds and in good condition and Lucy suspected that that had been Emma's hand. The gardener was a very old man, somewhat deaf, who was only making a show of working. Lucy spoke to him pleasantly. He lived in a cottage adjacent to the big stableyard.
Leading out of the stableyard a back drive led through the park which
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Every few minutes a train thundered along the main line over the railway arch. Lucy watched the trains as they slackened speed going round the sharp curve that encircled the Crackenthorpe property. She passed under the railway arch and out into the lane. It seemed a little-used track. On the one side was the railway embankment, on the other was a high wall which enclosed some tall factory buildings. Lucy followed the lane until it came out into a street of small houses. She could hear a short distance away the busy hum of main road traffic. She glanced at her watch. A woman came out of a house nearby and Lucy stopped her.
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She strolled round the gardens which would be the normal thing to do. The kitchen garden was sketchily cultivated with a few vegetables. The hot-houses were in ruins. The paths everywhere were overgrown with weeds. A herbaceous border near the house was the only thing that showed free of weeds and in good condition and Lucy suspected that that had been Emma's hand. The gardener was a very old man, somewhat deaf, who was only making a show of working. Lucy spoke to him pleasantly. He lived in a cottage adjacent to the big stableyard.
Leading out of the stableyard a back drive led through the park which
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Every few minutes a train thundered along the main line over the railway arch. Lucy watched the trains as they slackened speed going round the sharp curve that encircled the Crackenthorpe property. She passed under the railway arch and out into the lane. It seemed a little-used track. On the one side was the railway embankment, on the other was a high wall which enclosed some tall factory buildings. Lucy followed the lane until it came out into a street of small houses. She could hear a short distance away the busy hum of main road traffic. She glanced at her watch. A woman came out of a house nearby and Lucy stopped her.
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Monday, October 22, 2007
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It was in June of 1935that I came home from my ranch in South Americafor a stay of about six months.It had been a difficult time for us outthere.Like everyone else，we had suffered from world depression.I hadvarious affairs to see to in England that I felt could only be successful ifa personal touch was introduced.My wife remained to manage the ranch.
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need hardly say that one of my first actions on reaching England wasto look up my old friend，Hercule Poirot. I found him installed in one of the newest type of service flats inLondon.I accused him (and he admitted the fact)of having chosen thisparticular building entirely on account of its strictly geometricalappearance and proportions. "But yes，my friend，it is of a most pleasing symmetry，do you not findit so?"
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It was in June of 1935that I came home from my ranch in South Americafor a stay of about six months.It had been a difficult time for us outthere.Like everyone else，we had suffered from world depression.I hadvarious affairs to see to in England that I felt could only be successful ifa personal touch was introduced.My wife remained to manage the ranch.
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need hardly say that one of my first actions on reaching England wasto look up my old friend，Hercule Poirot. I found him installed in one of the newest type of service flats inLondon.I accused him (and he admitted the fact)of having chosen thisparticular building entirely on account of its strictly geometricalappearance and proportions. "But yes，my friend，it is of a most pleasing symmetry，do you not findit so?"
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Thursday, October 18, 2007
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Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rusty looking cookstove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle
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Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed in one corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret at all, and no cellar -- except a small hole dug in the ground, called a cyclone cellar, where the family could go in case one of those great whirlwinds arose, mighty enough to crush any building in its path. It was reached by a trap door in the middle of the floor, from which a ladder led down into the small, dark hole.
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Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rusty looking cookstove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle
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Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed in one corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret at all, and no cellar -- except a small hole dug in the ground, called a cyclone cellar, where the family could go in case one of those great whirlwinds arose, mighty enough to crush any building in its path. It was reached by a trap door in the middle of the floor, from which a ladder led down into the small, dark hole.
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Hendon was removed from the stocks, and his back laid bare; and while the lash was applied the poor little king turned away his face and allowed unroyal tears to channel his cheeks unchecked. "Ah, brave good heart," he said to himself, "this loyal deed shall never perish out of my memory. I will not forget it-and neither shall they!" he added, with passion. While he mused, his appreciation of Hendon's magnanimous conduct grew to greater and still greater dimensions in his mind, and so also did his gratefulness for it. Presently he said to himself
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"Who saves his prince from wounds and possible death-and this he did for me-performs high service; but it is little-it is nothing!-oh, less than nothing!-when "tis weighed against the act of him who saves his prince from shame!"
Hendon made no outcry under the scourge, but bore the heavy blows with soldierly fortitude. This, together with his redeeming the boy by taking his stripes for him, compelled the respect of even that forlorn and degraded mob that was gathered there; and its gibes and hootings died away, and no sound remained but the sound of the falling blows.
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Hendon was removed from the stocks, and his back laid bare; and while the lash was applied the poor little king turned away his face and allowed unroyal tears to channel his cheeks unchecked. "Ah, brave good heart," he said to himself, "this loyal deed shall never perish out of my memory. I will not forget it-and neither shall they!" he added, with passion. While he mused, his appreciation of Hendon's magnanimous conduct grew to greater and still greater dimensions in his mind, and so also did his gratefulness for it. Presently he said to himself
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"Who saves his prince from wounds and possible death-and this he did for me-performs high service; but it is little-it is nothing!-oh, less than nothing!-when "tis weighed against the act of him who saves his prince from shame!"
Hendon made no outcry under the scourge, but bore the heavy blows with soldierly fortitude. This, together with his redeeming the boy by taking his stripes for him, compelled the respect of even that forlorn and degraded mob that was gathered there; and its gibes and hootings died away, and no sound remained but the sound of the falling blows.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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t was not late even now, for the inquest had begun very punctually, but Mrs. Bunting felt that no power on earth should force her to go to Ealing. She felt quite tired out and as if she could think of nothing.
Pacing along very slowly, as if she were an old, old woman, she began listlessly turning her steps towards home. Somehow she felt that it would do her more good to stay out in the
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air than take the train. Also she would thus put off the moment - the moment to which she looked forward with dread and dislike - when she would have to invent a circumstantial story as to what she had said to the doctor, and what the doctor had said to her.
Like most men and women of his class, Bunting took a great interest in other people's ailments
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t was not late even now, for the inquest had begun very punctually, but Mrs. Bunting felt that no power on earth should force her to go to Ealing. She felt quite tired out and as if she could think of nothing.
Pacing along very slowly, as if she were an old, old woman, she began listlessly turning her steps towards home. Somehow she felt that it would do her more good to stay out in the
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air than take the train. Also she would thus put off the moment - the moment to which she looked forward with dread and dislike - when she would have to invent a circumstantial story as to what she had said to the doctor, and what the doctor had said to her.
Like most men and women of his class, Bunting took a great interest in other people's ailments
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It was from what they had both said - unluckily their accounts materially differed - that that official description of The Avenger had been worked up - that which described him as being a good-looking, respectable young fellow of twenty-eight, carrying a newspaper parcel.
As for the third woman, she was doubtless an acquaintance, a boon companion of the dead.
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Mrs. Bunting looked away from the witnesses, and focused her gaze on another unfamiliar sight. Specially prominent, running indeed through the whole length of the shut-in space, that is, from the coroner's high dais right across to the opening in the wooden barrier, was an ink-splashed table at which, when she had first taken her place, there had been sitting three men busily sketching; but now every seat at the table was occupied by tired, intelligent-looking men, each with a notebook, or with some loose sheets of paper, before him.
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It was from what they had both said - unluckily their accounts materially differed - that that official description of The Avenger had been worked up - that which described him as being a good-looking, respectable young fellow of twenty-eight, carrying a newspaper parcel.
As for the third woman, she was doubtless an acquaintance, a boon companion of the dead.
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Mrs. Bunting looked away from the witnesses, and focused her gaze on another unfamiliar sight. Specially prominent, running indeed through the whole length of the shut-in space, that is, from the coroner's high dais right across to the opening in the wooden barrier, was an ink-splashed table at which, when she had first taken her place, there had been sitting three men busily sketching; but now every seat at the table was occupied by tired, intelligent-looking men, each with a notebook, or with some loose sheets of paper, before him.
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Sunday, October 14, 2007
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he act, which staggered me, did not appear to affect Rouletabille much. We returned to his room and, without even referring to what we had seen, he gave me his final instructions for the night. First we were to go to dinner; after dinner, I was to take my stand in the dark closet and wait there as long as it was necessary - to look out for what might happen.
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"If you see anything before I do," he explained, "you must let me know. If the man gets into the 'right' gallery by any other way than the 'off-tuming' gallery, you will see him before I shall, because you have a view along the whole length of the 'right' gallery, while I can only command a view of the 'off-turning' gallery. All you need do to let me know is to undo the cord holding the curtain of the 'right' gallery window, nearest to the dark closet.
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he act, which staggered me, did not appear to affect Rouletabille much. We returned to his room and, without even referring to what we had seen, he gave me his final instructions for the night. First we were to go to dinner; after dinner, I was to take my stand in the dark closet and wait there as long as it was necessary - to look out for what might happen.
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"If you see anything before I do," he explained, "you must let me know. If the man gets into the 'right' gallery by any other way than the 'off-tuming' gallery, you will see him before I shall, because you have a view along the whole length of the 'right' gallery, while I can only command a view of the 'off-turning' gallery. All you need do to let me know is to undo the cord holding the curtain of the 'right' gallery window, nearest to the dark closet.
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Saturday, October 13, 2007
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"'Why do you not tell me the name of the murderer now, if you know it?' I cried.
"Monsieur Darzac appeared extremely troubled by my question, and replied to me in a hesitating tone:
"'I? - I know the name of the murderer? Why, how could I know his name?'
"I at once replied: 'From Mademoiselle Stangerson.'
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He grew so pale that I thought he was about to faint, and I saw that I had hit the nail right on the head. Mademoiselle and he knew the name of the murderer! When he recovered himself, he said to me: 'I am going to leave you. Since you have been here I have appreciated your exceptional intelligence and your unequalled ingenuity.
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"'Why do you not tell me the name of the murderer now, if you know it?' I cried.
"Monsieur Darzac appeared extremely troubled by my question, and replied to me in a hesitating tone:
"'I? - I know the name of the murderer? Why, how could I know his name?'
"I at once replied: 'From Mademoiselle Stangerson.'
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He grew so pale that I thought he was about to faint, and I saw that I had hit the nail right on the head. Mademoiselle and he knew the name of the murderer! When he recovered himself, he said to me: 'I am going to leave you. Since you have been here I have appreciated your exceptional intelligence and your unequalled ingenuity.
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Thursday, October 11, 2007
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Fire Eater sneezes and forgives Pinocchio, who saves his friend, Harlequin, from death
In the theater, great excitement reigned.
Fire Eater (this was really his name) was very ugly, but he was far from being as bad as he looked. Proof of this is that, when he saw the poor Marionette being brought in to him, struggling with fear and crying, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" he felt sorry for him and began first to waver and then to weaken. Finally, he could control himself no longer and gave a loud sneeze.
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At that sneeze, Harlequin, who until then had been as sad as a weeping willow, smiled happily and leaning toward the Marionette, whispered to him:
"Good news, brother mine! Fire Eater has sneezed and this is a sign that he feels sorry for you. You are saved!"
For be it known, that, while other people, when sad and sorrowful, weep and wipe their eyes, Fire Eater, on the other hand, had the strange habit of sneezing each time he felt unhappy. The way was just as good as any other to show the kindness of his heart.
After sneezing, Fire Eater, ugly as ever, cried to Pinocchio:
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Fire Eater sneezes and forgives Pinocchio, who saves his friend, Harlequin, from death
In the theater, great excitement reigned.
Fire Eater (this was really his name) was very ugly, but he was far from being as bad as he looked. Proof of this is that, when he saw the poor Marionette being brought in to him, struggling with fear and crying, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" he felt sorry for him and began first to waver and then to weaken. Finally, he could control himself no longer and gave a loud sneeze.
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At that sneeze, Harlequin, who until then had been as sad as a weeping willow, smiled happily and leaning toward the Marionette, whispered to him:
"Good news, brother mine! Fire Eater has sneezed and this is a sign that he feels sorry for you. You are saved!"
For be it known, that, while other people, when sad and sorrowful, weep and wipe their eyes, Fire Eater, on the other hand, had the strange habit of sneezing each time he felt unhappy. The way was just as good as any other to show the kindness of his heart.
After sneezing, Fire Eater, ugly as ever, cried to Pinocchio:
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on the coals, but the Chick flew away and said, `I'll see you again! Remember me to the family.' And my hunger grew, and I went out, and the old man with a nightcap looked out of the window and threw water on me, and I came home and put my feet on the stove to dry them because I was still hungry, and I fell asleep and now my feet are gone but my hunger isn't! Oh!--Oh!--Oh!" And poor Pinocchio began to scream and cry so loudly that he could be heard for miles around.
Geppetto, who had understood nothing of all that jumbled talk, except that the Marionette was hungry, felt sorry for him, and pulling three pears out of his pocket, offered them to him, saying:
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If you want me to eat them, please peel them for me."
"Peel them?" asked Geppetto, very much surprised. "I should never have thought, dear boy of mine, that you were so dainty and fussy about your food. Bad, very bad! In this world, even as children, we must accustom ourselves to eat of everything, for we never know what life may hold in store for us!"
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on the coals, but the Chick flew away and said, `I'll see you again! Remember me to the family.' And my hunger grew, and I went out, and the old man with a nightcap looked out of the window and threw water on me, and I came home and put my feet on the stove to dry them because I was still hungry, and I fell asleep and now my feet are gone but my hunger isn't! Oh!--Oh!--Oh!" And poor Pinocchio began to scream and cry so loudly that he could be heard for miles around.
Geppetto, who had understood nothing of all that jumbled talk, except that the Marionette was hungry, felt sorry for him, and pulling three pears out of his pocket, offered them to him, saying:
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If you want me to eat them, please peel them for me."
"Peel them?" asked Geppetto, very much surprised. "I should never have thought, dear boy of mine, that you were so dainty and fussy about your food. Bad, very bad! In this world, even as children, we must accustom ourselves to eat of everything, for we never know what life may hold in store for us!"
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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好不容易提起来的兴致又低落了下去。
本来的我就不大好动，现在更加是懒。字是越发地写得好了，这大概就是穿越的最大收获吧。本来定好的目标不小心就被我破坏。虽然那枝枪是拿回来了，但我威协十五不准再玩。为此我又赔上了晚上的时间。
不能卷进宫廷是非。我再三告诫自己。我本来就不属于这里。
讲完故事，安顿十五睡下，我回到自己的小屋里。
没有点灯，就这么坐在黑暗里，我想起的却是恐怖的胤禛。
喜怒不定。这是康熙的评价。
老八老九下场很惨。
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小十五最后的命运是什么？他现在还小，但是到雍正元年，也就是１７２３年的时候，也快三十岁了，他会不会对胤禛构成威协？我不想他有事，可是如果历史上他就是得死，那怎么办？可惜我真的不记得他怎么样了。
来到这里，其实我的亲人应该就是小十五了吧。如果他有事，那我能不能救他？可不可以救他？本来想这些太早，可是自从见过胤禛，我的心里就一直在怕。
实在是睡不着，想得太多了。索性站起来，走出了绛雪轩。
时间已经很晚了，宫中一片寂静。我沿着湖边慢慢地走着。 Decorative painting
好不容易提起来的兴致又低落了下去。
本来的我就不大好动，现在更加是懒。字是越发地写得好了，这大概就是穿越的最大收获吧。本来定好的目标不小心就被我破坏。虽然那枝枪是拿回来了，但我威协十五不准再玩。为此我又赔上了晚上的时间。
不能卷进宫廷是非。我再三告诫自己。我本来就不属于这里。
讲完故事，安顿十五睡下，我回到自己的小屋里。
没有点灯，就这么坐在黑暗里，我想起的却是恐怖的胤禛。
喜怒不定。这是康熙的评价。
老八老九下场很惨。
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小十五最后的命运是什么？他现在还小，但是到雍正元年，也就是１７２３年的时候，也快三十岁了，他会不会对胤禛构成威协？我不想他有事，可是如果历史上他就是得死，那怎么办？可惜我真的不记得他怎么样了。
来到这里，其实我的亲人应该就是小十五了吧。如果他有事，那我能不能救他？可不可以救他？本来想这些太早，可是自从见过胤禛，我的心里就一直在怕。
实在是睡不着，想得太多了。索性站起来，走出了绛雪轩。
时间已经很晚了，宫中一片寂静。我沿着湖边慢慢地走着。 Decorative painting
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“你又何尝不曾变？”珠木花道：“你也不是我在察哈尔认识的那个云珠了。我曾将你视为这世上最好的姐妹，想不到最后，竟然会为了个男人而翻脸。”
“那不是一个普通的男人。”尘芳眼中一热，道：“那是贺腾啊！是自小对你呵护倍至，千依百顺的贺腾，是将我视为亲妹妹般，关心爱护的贺腾啊！”
“那又怎样？又不是我害死他的！”珠木花也高声嚷道：“他死了，我也难过了好一阵子。贺什哥哥从此就不理睬我了，你也总是躲着我，爷爷更是狠心将我嫁给了呼沦那个老头。我欠他的，早就还清了！”
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尘芳气得全身发抖，一巴掌甩过去，恨声道：“事到如今，你还死不悔改！”
珠木花捂着火烫的脸颊，恶狠狠地瞪着她道：“你敢打我！你竟敢打我！”说着跨上前，一把按住尘芳的肩膀，将她往塞湖中推去。
尘芳自然不比珠木花的力气，踉跄地向后退了两步，庆幸身子被湖边的白玉石栏挡住了，方未掉下去。
“你不该打我的，我最恨别人打我了！”珠木花的神情混乱，将她死命的往湖中按去，尘芳大半个身子已挂在石栏上，眼看就要掉进水中。
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“你又何尝不曾变？”珠木花道：“你也不是我在察哈尔认识的那个云珠了。我曾将你视为这世上最好的姐妹，想不到最后，竟然会为了个男人而翻脸。”
“那不是一个普通的男人。”尘芳眼中一热，道：“那是贺腾啊！是自小对你呵护倍至，千依百顺的贺腾，是将我视为亲妹妹般，关心爱护的贺腾啊！”
“那又怎样？又不是我害死他的！”珠木花也高声嚷道：“他死了，我也难过了好一阵子。贺什哥哥从此就不理睬我了，你也总是躲着我，爷爷更是狠心将我嫁给了呼沦那个老头。我欠他的，早就还清了！”
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尘芳气得全身发抖，一巴掌甩过去，恨声道：“事到如今，你还死不悔改！”
珠木花捂着火烫的脸颊，恶狠狠地瞪着她道：“你敢打我！你竟敢打我！”说着跨上前，一把按住尘芳的肩膀，将她往塞湖中推去。
尘芳自然不比珠木花的力气，踉跄地向后退了两步，庆幸身子被湖边的白玉石栏挡住了，方未掉下去。
“你不该打我的，我最恨别人打我了！”珠木花的神情混乱，将她死命的往湖中按去，尘芳大半个身子已挂在石栏上，眼看就要掉进水中。
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Sunday, October 7, 2007
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龙飞玉身后的人苏雪琴认得一个，是当今皇上的皇弟庆王爷，讨过她的诗作，现下正有些尴尬地看着她；另一个年轻男子，也就是刚才说话的那人，一脸书卷气，看到她的模样居然脸一红低下了头。
苏雪琴当下又羞又怒，站在水中，不肯挪出半步。
庆王爷轻咳一声，“飞玉，你这院里本王已经来过多次，就先带着宋大人走走看看，你在这儿把事料理清楚了再来找我们。”
龙飞玉只能点点头，让下人先领了二人离去。
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庆王爷是先帝十二子，与龙飞玉也是表兄弟的关系，自幼交好。翰林院学士宋书言是当朝左相宋逸的二公子，吏部侍郎宋书语的弟弟，是个循规蹈矩的书呆子，与龙飞玉没什么交往，却深得喜好风雅的庆王喜爱。
庆王爷今日前来，便说要带宋书言看看四大美女之一的苏雪琴，欣赏苏雪琴堪称一绝的琴技。
宋学士看来并不知庆王爷的主意，闻言大惊失色，脸红脖子粗地摇头否认，只说是来拜访世子。
龙飞玉倒觉得无防，自家有个身怀绝技、让人惊羡的侍妾也是件有趣致的事情，便领着二人入了院子，却没想遇上了这么一幕。
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龙飞玉身后的人苏雪琴认得一个，是当今皇上的皇弟庆王爷，讨过她的诗作，现下正有些尴尬地看着她；另一个年轻男子，也就是刚才说话的那人，一脸书卷气，看到她的模样居然脸一红低下了头。
苏雪琴当下又羞又怒，站在水中，不肯挪出半步。
庆王爷轻咳一声，“飞玉，你这院里本王已经来过多次，就先带着宋大人走走看看，你在这儿把事料理清楚了再来找我们。”
龙飞玉只能点点头，让下人先领了二人离去。
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庆王爷是先帝十二子，与龙飞玉也是表兄弟的关系，自幼交好。翰林院学士宋书言是当朝左相宋逸的二公子，吏部侍郎宋书语的弟弟，是个循规蹈矩的书呆子，与龙飞玉没什么交往，却深得喜好风雅的庆王喜爱。
庆王爷今日前来，便说要带宋书言看看四大美女之一的苏雪琴，欣赏苏雪琴堪称一绝的琴技。
宋学士看来并不知庆王爷的主意，闻言大惊失色，脸红脖子粗地摇头否认，只说是来拜访世子。
龙飞玉倒觉得无防，自家有个身怀绝技、让人惊羡的侍妾也是件有趣致的事情，便领着二人入了院子，却没想遇上了这么一幕。
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