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over the precipitous places,her eyes shut,her face green,while her voice roseceaselessly in a perpetual wail. "I never could look down places.Never -from a Child!" Once she declared her intention of going back,but on turning to face thedescent,her skin assumed an even greener tinge,and she reluctantly decided thatto go on was the only thing to be done. Dr Gerard was kind and reassuring.He went up behind her,holding a stickbetween her and the sheer drop like a balustrade and she confessed t
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hat theillusion of a rail did much to conquer the feeling of vertigo. Sarah,panting a little,asked the dragoman,Mahmoud,who,in spite of his ampleproportions,showed no signs of distress: "don't you ever have trouble getting people up here?Elderly ones,I mean." "Always -always we have trouble,"agreed Mahmoud serenely . "do you always try and take them?" Mahmoud shrugged his thick shoulders. "They like to come.They have paid money to see these things.They wish to seethem.The Bedouin guides are very clever -very sure-footed -always they manage.,. They arrived at last at the summit.Sarah drew a deep breath. All around and below stretched the blood-red rocks -a strange andunbelievable country unparalleled an
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Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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brought him down one evening, the day before yesterday, and just set him in a chair, and never touched him afterwards. I sent Hareton out, and we had the room to ourselves. In two hours, I called Joseph to carry him up again; and since then my presence is as potent on his nerves as a ghost; and I fancy he sees me often, though I am not near. Hareton says he wakes and shrieks in the night by the hour together, and calls you to protect him from me; and, whether you like your precious mate or not, you must come: he's your concern now; I yield all my interest in him to you.
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`Why not let Catherine continue here?' I pleaded, `and send Master Linton to her. As you hate them both, you'd not miss them: they can only be a daily plague to your unnatural heart.
`I'm seeking a tenant for the Grange,' he answered; `and I want my children about me, to be sure. Besides, that lass owes me her services for her bread. I'm not going to nurture her in luxury and idleness after Linton has gone. Make haste and get ready, now; and don't oblige me to compel you.'
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brought him down one evening, the day before yesterday, and just set him in a chair, and never touched him afterwards. I sent Hareton out, and we had the room to ourselves. In two hours, I called Joseph to carry him up again; and since then my presence is as potent on his nerves as a ghost; and I fancy he sees me often, though I am not near. Hareton says he wakes and shrieks in the night by the hour together, and calls you to protect him from me; and, whether you like your precious mate or not, you must come: he's your concern now; I yield all my interest in him to you.
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`Why not let Catherine continue here?' I pleaded, `and send Master Linton to her. As you hate them both, you'd not miss them: they can only be a daily plague to your unnatural heart.
`I'm seeking a tenant for the Grange,' he answered; `and I want my children about me, to be sure. Besides, that lass owes me her services for her bread. I'm not going to nurture her in luxury and idleness after Linton has gone. Make haste and get ready, now; and don't oblige me to compel you.'
Friday, January 4, 2008
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held the knife in his hand, and pushed its point between my teeth: but, for my part, I was never much afraid of his vagaries. I spat out, and affirmed it tasted detestably--I would not take it on any account.
`Oh!' said he, releasing me, `I see that hideous little villain is not Hareton: I beg your pardon, Nell. If it be, he deserves flaying alive for not running to welcome me, and for screaming as if I were a goblin. Unnatural cub, come hither! I'll teach thee to impose on a good-hearted, deluded father. Now, don't you think the lad would be handsomer cropped? It makes a dog
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fiercer, and I love something fierce--get me a scissors--something fierce and trim! Besides, it's infernal affectation--devilish conceit it is, to cherish our ears--we're asses enough without them. Hush, child, hush! Well then, it is my darling! wisht, dry thy eyes--there's a joy; kiss me. What! it won't? Kiss me, Hareton! Damn thee, kiss me! By God, as if 1 would rear such a monster! As sure as I'm living, I'll break the brat's neck.'
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held the knife in his hand, and pushed its point between my teeth: but, for my part, I was never much afraid of his vagaries. I spat out, and affirmed it tasted detestably--I would not take it on any account.
`Oh!' said he, releasing me, `I see that hideous little villain is not Hareton: I beg your pardon, Nell. If it be, he deserves flaying alive for not running to welcome me, and for screaming as if I were a goblin. Unnatural cub, come hither! I'll teach thee to impose on a good-hearted, deluded father. Now, don't you think the lad would be handsomer cropped? It makes a dog
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fiercer, and I love something fierce--get me a scissors--something fierce and trim! Besides, it's infernal affectation--devilish conceit it is, to cherish our ears--we're asses enough without them. Hush, child, hush! Well then, it is my darling! wisht, dry thy eyes--there's a joy; kiss me. What! it won't? Kiss me, Hareton! Damn thee, kiss me! By God, as if 1 would rear such a monster! As sure as I'm living, I'll break the brat's neck.'
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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"We're getting on,"said Archdeacon Simmons to Mrs. McCrae, who was hovering in thebackground. "Now, let me see. Who shall I try next?"
"All this telephoning will cost a fearful lot ofmoney," said Mrs. McCrae.
"I'm afraid so. I'm afraid so," said Archdeacon Simmons. "But we've got to get on his track, you know. He's not a very young man."
"Oh, sir, you don'tthink there's anything could really have happened to him?"
"Well I hope not… Idon't think so, because I think you'd have heard if so. He – er – always had his name and address on him, didn'the?"
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"Oh yes, sir, he had cards on him. He'd have letters too, and all sorts of things in his wallet."
"Well, I don't thinkhe's in a hospital then," said theArchdeacon. "Let me see. When he left the hotel he took a taxito the Athenaeum. I'll ring them up next."
Here he got some definite information. CanonPennyfather, who was well known there, had dined there at seven thirty on the evening ofthe 19th. It was then that the Archdeacon was struck by something he hadoverlooked until then. The
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"We're getting on,"said Archdeacon Simmons to Mrs. McCrae, who was hovering in thebackground. "Now, let me see. Who shall I try next?"
"All this telephoning will cost a fearful lot ofmoney," said Mrs. McCrae.
"I'm afraid so. I'm afraid so," said Archdeacon Simmons. "But we've got to get on his track, you know. He's not a very young man."
"Oh, sir, you don'tthink there's anything could really have happened to him?"
"Well I hope not… Idon't think so, because I think you'd have heard if so. He – er – always had his name and address on him, didn'the?"
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"Oh yes, sir, he had cards on him. He'd have letters too, and all sorts of things in his wallet."
"Well, I don't thinkhe's in a hospital then," said theArchdeacon. "Let me see. When he left the hotel he took a taxito the Athenaeum. I'll ring them up next."
Here he got some definite information. CanonPennyfather, who was well known there, had dined there at seven thirty on the evening ofthe 19th. It was then that the Archdeacon was struck by something he hadoverlooked until then. The
Monday, December 17, 2007
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she had never once reproached him for his strange conduct in coming to her that night, and his silent disappearance. Neither had she ever said a word about her relations with Mr. Phillotson. ¡¡¡¡ Suddenly, however, quite a passionate letter arrived from Sue. She was quite lonely and miserable, she told him. She hated the place she was in; it was worse than the ecclesiastical designer's; worse than anywhere. She felt utterly friendless; could he come immediately?--though when he did come she would only be able to see him at limited times, the rules of the establishment she found herself in being strict to a degree. It was Mr. Phillotson who had advised her to come there, and she wished she had never listened to him. ¡¡¡¡ Phillotson's suit was not exactly prospering, evidently
oil painting; and Jude felt unreasonably glad. He packed up his things and went to Melchester with a lighter heart than he had known for months. ¡¡¡¡ This being the turning over a new leaf he duly looked about for a temperance hotel, and found a little establishment of that description in the street leading from the station. When he had had something to eat he walked out into the dull winter light over the town bridge, and turned the corner towards the Close. The day was foggy, and standing under the walls of the most graceful architectural pile in
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she had never once reproached him for his strange conduct in coming to her that night, and his silent disappearance. Neither had she ever said a word about her relations with Mr. Phillotson. ¡¡¡¡ Suddenly, however, quite a passionate letter arrived from Sue. She was quite lonely and miserable, she told him. She hated the place she was in; it was worse than the ecclesiastical designer's; worse than anywhere. She felt utterly friendless; could he come immediately?--though when he did come she would only be able to see him at limited times, the rules of the establishment she found herself in being strict to a degree. It was Mr. Phillotson who had advised her to come there, and she wished she had never listened to him. ¡¡¡¡ Phillotson's suit was not exactly prospering, evidently
oil painting; and Jude felt unreasonably glad. He packed up his things and went to Melchester with a lighter heart than he had known for months. ¡¡¡¡ This being the turning over a new leaf he duly looked about for a temperance hotel, and found a little establishment of that description in the street leading from the station. When he had had something to eat he walked out into the dull winter light over the town bridge, and turned the corner towards the Close. The day was foggy, and standing under the walls of the most graceful architectural pile in
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