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With that chill and dread upon me, and the sheer rock all around, and the faint light heaving wavily on the silence of this gulf, I must have lost my wits and gone to the bottom, if there were any. But suddenly a robin sang (as they will do after dark, towards spring) in the brown fern and ivy behind me. I took it for ... | And then having gone so far with it, and finding me so complaisant, she must needs try to go a little further, and to lead me away from her own affairs, and into mine concerning Lorna. But although it was clever enough of her she was not deep enough for me there; and I soon discovered that she knew nothing, not even th... | 1 | Historical fiction | Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge) | Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge) | 17460 | 840 | Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)_[Lorna Doone: A Romance of Exmoor]_1500_19 | Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)_[Lorna Doone: A Romance of Exmoor]_1500_65 |
When just at dusk of that same day they discovered a steamer snugly moored to the bank, he read her name with a sinking heart, for, instead of Chimo, it was _St. Michaels_, which he knew to be the name of a boat belonging to a Catholic mission on the lower river. Moreover, she was boarded up and deserted. Seeing Jalap'... | Mr. Holwell sent to Omichand in his prison and offered to release him if he would treat with the Nawab for us. But the Gentoo refused. All he would do was draft a missive to Manik Chand, soliciting his intervention on our behalf. Mr. Holwell hurled the letter across the wall into the enemy ranks, exclaiming, “By heaven... | 0.4 | Adventure stories | Munroe, Kirk | Strang, Herbert | 59240 | 41489 | Munroe, Kirk_[Idonia: A Romance of Old London]_1500_22_0.4 | Strang, Herbert_[One of Clive's Heroes: A Story of the Fight for India]_1500_69_0.9 |
" "You won't be too early for me," he returned. "I was never much of a hand at sleeping, and as a rule the more tired I am the sooner I wake up. " I poured out a generous tot of whisky, into which I splashed about the same amount of soda. "That's my prescription," I said "Take it to your room and drink it off as soon a... | "Well, a kid can't aim steady if he smokes: that's one sure thing. " Tom was seized with a strange desire to strengthen his companion's side of the case. The poor boy had few enough arguments, goodness knows, in defense of his own habits, and his information was meagre enough. Yet the one little thing which he seemed t... | 0 | Adventure stories | Bridges, Victor | Fitzhugh, P. K. (Percy Keese) | 66969 | 6655 | Bridges, Victor_[Greensea Island: A Mystery of the Essex Coast]_1500_39 | Fitzhugh, P. K. (Percy Keese)_[Tom Slade : Boy Scout of the Moving Pictures]_1500_2 |
" Miss Bell came down the steps, putting on her gloves: "Oh, darling, the city and the mountains and the sky wish you to lament your departure. They make themselves beautiful to-day in order to make you regret quitting them and desire to see them again. " But Choulette, whom the dryness of the Tuscan climate tired, reg... | "I tell you," said one (who spoke warmly), "that if you have a particle of common-sense left in you, you will accompany me to England. This Mejnour is an impostor more dangerous—because more in earnest—than Zicci. After all, what do his promises amount to? You allow that nothing can be more equivocal. You say that he h... | 0 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | France, Anatole | Bulwer, Edward Lytton | 3921 | 7607 | France, Anatole_[The Red Lily — Volume 03]_1500_3 | Bulwer, Edward Lytton_[Zicci: A Tale — Volume 02]_1500_10 |
They jerked away from Faith, returned to her, jerked away again.... All without any movement of Noll's head. And as the man's eyes wavered and wrenched back to her thus, the pupils contracted and narrowed in an effort to focus upon her. For the rest, he was flushed, brick red.... His whole face seemed to swell. He was ... | Then he recommenced his pacing, but slower, and continued, 'Wherever those two are that God made with His two hands, they must come together. It doesn't matter where they are: one might be in Mersea while the other is in Asia, Africa, China, America, or London. Whether soon or late, they must eventually meet, and when ... | 0.1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Williams, Ben Ames | Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine) | 36881 | 54404 | Williams, Ben Ames_[Πλουτάρχου Βίοι Παράλληλοι - Τόμος 1 Θησεύς - Ρωμύλος - Λυκούργος - Νουμάς]_1500_42_0.1 | Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)_[Mehalah: A Story of the Salt Marshes]_1500_45_0.2 |
She got up just as we did and seemed to look around and wonder what was happening, and she lifted clear of whatever it was and seemed to jump out of it, but perhaps it was only the broken water that gave me the idea that she did, for then she ran fairly on to it with a crash which tore the boat's skids clean off and pi... | I guess I'd get about six minus for it in school—I should worry. Anyway Beaver Chasm is a deep place that the brook flows through. That brook starts away off some place or other and goes west through the chasm, then south into Black Lake. It takes a west southerly course—gee, I remind myself of a geography lesson—that'... | 0 | Adventure stories | Masefield, John | Fitzhugh, P. K. (Percy Keese) | 69340 | 75164 | Masefield, John_[Sard Harker: A novel]_1500_63 | Fitzhugh, P. K. (Percy Keese)_[Roy Blakeley's roundabout hike]_1500_7 |
" Cecilia, extremely struck by this extraordinary address, stopt short and looked much disturbed: which, when he perceived, he added, "Let the danger, not the warning affect you! discard the sycophants that surround you, seek the virtuous, relieve the poor, and save yourself from the impending destruction of unfeeling ... | She lamented that I had been brought up in the country, which, she observed, had given me a very bumpkinish air. "Yet she told me not to despair, for she had known many girls far worse than I, who after a few years abroad had become fine ladies; she especially mentioned Miss Polly Moore, the daughter of a shopwoman, wh... | 0.8 | Young women -- Fiction | Burney, Fanny | Burney, Fanny | 6346 | 6053 | Burney, Fanny_[Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 1]_1500_16 | Burney, Fanny_[Evelina, Or, the History of a Young Lady's Entrance into the World]_1500_16_0.7 |
I will speak to her of this, and show her how great is the sin of opposing a holy vocation in a soul whom the Lord calls to Himself, and enjoin her to make reparation by uniting with you in this holy work. " Agnes left the confessional without even turning to look at her director, who, seated inside, listened to the ru... | And again he thought, "Not that he will care—and why the devil should I?" Then a stream of men and vehicles departed from the loch side, heading toward Mr. John Cameron's house at Fassefern—where Glen Suilag thinned into the mountains—yet Lochiel's burgess brother, who refused to support the Prince, had tempered his pr... | 0.4 | Historical fiction | Crowfield, Christopher | Broster, D. K. (Dorothy Kathleen) | 43076 | 72918 | Crowfield, Christopher_[Agnes of Sorrento]_1500_53_0.5 | Broster, D. K. (Dorothy Kathleen)_[Algemeene Geschiedenis in Verhalen: Oudheid]_1500_20_0.9 |
" There were some handshakings and deep speeches with men whose features were familiar, but with whom the youth now felt the bonds of tied hearts. He helped a cursing comrade to bind up a wound of the shin. But, of a sudden, cries of amazement broke out along the ranks of the new regiment. "Here they come ag'in! Here t... | He fought frantically for respite for his senses, for air, as a babe being smothered attacks the deadly blankets. There was a blare of heated rage mingled with a certain expression of intentness on all faces. Many of the men were making low-toned noises with their mouths, and these subdued cheers, snarls, imprecations,... | 1 | Historical fiction | Crane, Stephen | Crane, Stephen | 463 | 73 | Crane, Stephen_[The Winning of the West, Volume 3 The Founding of the Trans-Alleghany Commonwealths, 1784-1790]_1500_10 | Crane, Stephen_[The Red Badge of Courage: An Episode of the American Civil War]_1500_9 |
For a while she was caught and tossed on great waves of anguish that left her hardly conscious of anything but the blind struggle against their assaults. Then, little by little, she began to relive, with a dreadful poignancy, each separate stage of her poor romance. The foolish words she’d spoken surfaced again—Harney’... | In the hollow of the skull we found a very slender wire of sharp steel; this caused great surprise and inquiry. The father, a wealthy miser, died suddenly and was hastily buried, it was said, because of the oppressive heat. Once suspicion was aroused, the examination became highly meticulous. The servant of the old man... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Olivieri, David | Bulwer, Edward Lytton | 166 | 7608 | Olivieri, David_[Summer]_1500_32_0.3 | Bulwer, Edward Lytton_[Zicci: A Tale — Complete]_1500_2_0.8 |
Is he a special friend of yours?" "We have been together for a dozen voyages," I explained, "and so far we have managed to get along without squabbling. " "A dozen voyages!" she repeated, opening her eyes. "You must be getting a little tired of the Neptune, aren't you?" "She has lost some of her first charm," I admitte... | " "You must remember that you are speaking of Isabel's native land," protested Tony reprovingly. "Oh, he can say what he likes about Livadia," said Isabel. "It's all true. " "And anyhow," went on Guy, "if we mean to get out of this business safely and successfully we must look at things exactly as they are and not as t... | 1 | Adventure stories | Bridges, Victor | Bridges, Victor | 66969 | 67078 | Bridges, Victor_[Greensea Island: A Mystery of the Essex Coast]_1500_6 | Bridges, Victor_[The Lady from Long Acre]_1500_37 |
She is a true descendant of Diana; and, like her mythic ancestress,— Sævis inimica Virgo Belluis...." "I'm grieved, indeed!" replied Cecil; "but treat me as a cockney; shower contempt upon me for the confession; but, the truth is, I never found much pleasure in any sport, except hunting; and the little pleasure I used ... | Ordinarily she would have stolen up behind him and clung round his neck with her feet off the ground; but now she evidently wanted him to get the full effect of her changed appearance, for she stood ten feet off and spoke to him. Oddly enough, she was wearing the very clothes which Pearl had described—the pink linen, t... | 0 | Young women -- Fiction | Lawrence, Slingsby | Duer, Alice | 72680 | 64192 | Lawrence, Slingsby_[Rose, Blanche, and Violet, Volume 1 (of 3)]_1500_20 | Duer, Alice_[The Priceless Pearl]_1500_22 |
"Yes, yes," she murmured, with clasped hands and agitated fervour; "convince me it were error, and I should be thankful—oh, how thankful to cherish the idea; but vain, vain will be the endeavour to reason me into the persuasion that anything short of the most generous misconception could have justified any such proceed... | So her dear father and the fact that she was born in poverty made her an outcast? If that were the case, she would remain so. The breeze that slipped through the barely‑open window whispered, “Teach her to be a lady.” Cecilia felt the breath and rested her chin against the cool window. Mrs De Pui, however, did not acce... | 0.3 | Young women -- Fiction | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline) | Haviland, Katharine Taylor | 40407 | 60099 | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)_[Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3]_1500_30_0.7 | Haviland, Katharine Taylor_[Cecilia of the Pink Roses]_1500_6_0.7 |
Dr. Sloper's manner of addressing his sister Lavinia had a good deal of resemblance to the tone he had adopted towards Catherine. " Who was the young man that was making love to you?" he presently asked. " Oh, my good brother!" murmured Mrs. Penniman, in deprecation. " He seemed uncommonly tender. Whenever I gazed at y... | He takes so wide an outlook over life that the little features of the foreground, which loom so large to those who cannot or will not look beyond them, are dwarfed to insignificance; or, rather, he can fix their just relation to the general design in human affairs, and so reads them with their context, as it were, and ... | 0.1 | Young women -- Fiction | James, Henry | Cambridge, Ada | 2870 | 50476 | James, Henry_[Meleager : $b A fantasy]_1500_6_0.3 | Cambridge, Ada_[The Young Enchanted: A Romantic Story]_1500_94_0.4 |
That kind of thing gets well quickly, doesn't it?" He eyed his visitor anxiously. " You see, I've never truly been ill. "Well, we can't afford to take any risks," Sorell said firmly. I shall go and see Fanning. "If anything remains uncertain, I will take you to London and have a top surgeon examine it." What was the ro... | He had only written when he had found he had leisure, with decent irregularity, so to speak. Finally, on a day when she had felt the strain of waiting more than her courage could bear—counting every moment of the hour before Jane could return from her mission—she rested on the sofa and heard the girl ascend the stairs ... | 0.2 | Young women -- Fiction | Arnold, Mary Augusta | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | 13501 | 17226 | Arnold, Mary Augusta_[Lady Connie]_1500_38_0.4 | Burnett, Frances Hodgson_[Emily Fox-Seton : being The making of a marchioness and The methods of Lady Walderhurst]_1500_47_0.6 |
It is not adventure to tend the sick, to bind up wounds, to cheer the convalescing; it is a dull if angelic business. In her heart of hearts Jane knew that she had accepted the hardships of the Siberian campaign with the secret hope that some adventure might befall her—only to learn that her inexorable cage had travell... | She looked toward the waters again. "I can recall only one story. It was about a princess who lost all her friends through the offices of a wicked fairy. I remember it because it was the only story you told me that had a sad ending. It was one of Andersen's. Her father and mother died, and the moment she was left alone... | 1 | Adventure stories | MacGrath, Harold | MacGrath, Harold | 27339 | 3239 | MacGrath, Harold_[Land and Sea Tales for Boys and Girls]_1500_3 | MacGrath, Harold_[The Puppet Crown]_1500_47 |
" "I—s-shall do my d-d-duty," said the Judge. The men disappeared into the darkness, and when they had gone Glenister closed the window, pulled down the shades, and lighted a lamp. He knew by how narrow a margin a tragedy had been averted. If he had fired at those men, his shot would have sparked a feud that would have... | They brought with them an early nightfall, and when they broke let forth a tempest which rivalled that of the previous night. At the outset, armed men slipped into McNamara’s office from the back and hid themselves throughout the building. Whenever he spotted a particularly desperate ruffian, the boss would pull him as... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Beach, Rex | Beach, Rex | 5076 | 51840 | Beach, Rex_[The Spoilers]_1500_38_0.2 | Beach, Rex_[The Spoilers]_1500_47_0.7 |
I went with our chiefs to Exeter when we first came seeking a home, to promise tribute if we were left in peace in the place we had chosen. Gerent was amenable, but Morgan, who asserted a claim to the Devon portion of the realm, opposed our settlement entirely, and tensions flared. However, Gerent and we had our way, a... | Thorleif and his men boarded the prize over her bows and went aft, Ecgbert going with them. The two vessels pulled apart once again, and I slipped back to Thrond’s side, while the men gathered on the gunwale, waiting for their chief’s return. Who is the queen yon Saxon speaks of?" asked Thrond. I told him that, since w... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Whistler, C. W. (Charles Watts) | Whistler, C. W. (Charles Watts) | 13315 | 13438 | Whistler, C. W. (Charles Watts)_[A Prince of Cornwall A Story of Glastonbury and the West in the Days of Ina of Wessex]_1500_14_0.4 | Whistler, C. W. (Charles Watts)_[A King's Comrade: A Story of Old Hereford]_1500_11_0.6 |
That you should keep the threads of so complicated a business all so distinct is simply wonderful. You certainly give me hopes that I never had before. " "I never doubted for a moment," returned the young man, "but that when this Roman incubus was removed all would go well. Besides, who is there to attack us? We have n... | " Hugh, as may be supposed, was not backward to accept his proferred hand, and good care did he take, not even by a look, to shew that he knew himself to be rather the injured than the injurer, in the dissensions which had taken place. A few brief questions and replies followed, while Edward spoke in a low tone with th... | 0 | Historical fiction | Church, A. J. | James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) | 44083 | 49987 | Church, A. J._[The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis. A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from Britain]_1500_18 | James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)_[Vanina Vanini; Pallianon herttuatar: Kaksi kertomusta]_1500_62 |
" "Don't attend to 'em at all till you're ready," said Miss Fortune — "let 'em wait." And she handed him a glass of cider. He drank it off at a breath, smacking his lips as he gave back the glass to her hand, and exclaiming, "That's prime!" Then taking up his saddle-bags from the floor, he began slowly to undo the fast... | "Well, what's the matter?" She remarked upon seeing Ellen's face, but as her gaze fell to the floor, her brow darkened. Mercy on me!" She sighed slowly, her voice deliberate, and whispered, “What on earth have you been up to?” where have you been?" Ellen explained. " Well, you've crafted an image of yourself! Sit down!... | 0.8 | Young women -- Fiction | Warner, Susan | Warner, Susan | 18689 | 28376 | Warner, Susan_[The Wide, Wide World]_1500_79_0.3 | Warner, Susan_[The Wide, Wide World]_1500_32_0.7 |
Gale had made a flying visit to her room to don a bathing suit for a swim, and finding Phyllis absent, concluded that the Doctor had kept his word. Gale was mulling over the things Phyllis had told her the previous night. Phyllis had endured a grueling struggle these past weeks, and none of them could have imagined it.... | With a little sense of comfort she remembered the French girl's words of earlier that evening. " Chérie, you must not weep. A little time and everything will be well again. " She must believe that! The thought that somewhere someone might be looking for her—though she didn’t know where or how to reach them—filled her h... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Blank, Clair | Blank, Clair | 45343 | 45308 | Blank, Clair_[Privateers and Privateering]_1500_24_0.4 | Blank, Clair_[The Adventure Girls in the Air]_1500_16_0.4 |
To see a man—a young man courting, flattering, cajoling a woman for her money—one to whom he would, were she poor, hardly deign to address a word—selling himself body and soul for gold—oh, it makes one shudder—it tempts me to unjust, harsh thoughts of the whole species. Hateful!" Mr. Howard looked at his companion with... | As to believing Emma Watson guilty of anything deserving censure, I cannot until it is proved. " " I consider my authority good enough, said Miss Carr. You rely solely on hearsay, Fanny—having taken what Lady Fanny was told by self‑proclaimed gossipers, who were either spies themselves or merely relaying others’ slande... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Hubback, Catherine Anne Austen | Hubback, Catherine Anne Austen | 54010 | 54066 | Hubback, Catherine Anne Austen_[Disputed Handwriting An exhaustive, valuable, and comprehensive work upon one of the most important subjects of to-day. With illustrations and expositions for the detection and study of forgery by handwriting of all kinds]_1500_29_0.6 | Hubback, Catherine Anne Austen_[Meditaciones del Quijote]_1500_64_0.9 |
but indeed I would much rather have it only in one. "If you would please, send everything to Mrs. Goddard’s—I’m not sure—no, I think, Miss Woodhouse, I could just as well have it sent to Hartfield and bring it home myself at night." What do you advise?" " That you do not give another half-second to the subject. To Hart... | Has he a house at Allenham?" On this point Sir John could give more certain intelligence; he told them that Mr Willoughby had no country property of his own, residing there only while visiting the old lady at Allenham Court to whom he was related and whose possessions he was to inherit—adding, “Yes, yes, he is very wel... | 0.8 | Young women -- Fiction | Austen, Jane | Austen, Jane | 158 | 161 | Austen, Jane_[Emma]_1500_53_0.2 | Austen, Jane_[Sense and Sensibility]_1500_10_0.7 |
"Arthur, why didn't you give me a hint? What bizarre obsession does Cl audia indulge in? Did you hear that she calls herself a landscape gardener? He frowned. " Has she returned to that nonsense? I thought it had reached its conclusion. Although, be advised, her serious approach to her duties was surprisingly engaging.... | " "Please, miss, I am not offended; I would take a'most anything from any friend of yours; it's quite nat'ral as they should hate and despise me for sitting here a-keeping guard over an innocent creetur like you; sure I often hates and despises myself, and I wonder you don't too," said Mrs. Barton, putting her apron to... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Peard, Frances M. (Frances Mary) | Nevitt, Dorothy Emma Eliza | 43152 | 69675 | Peard, Frances M. (Frances Mary)_[The Career of Claudia]_1500_28_0.7 | Nevitt, Dorothy Emma Eliza_[Allworth Abbey]_1500_64_0.8 |
" Like living sword-blades did the Rutharian zinds answer that fierce appeal. The circle grew smaller and drew in upon itself, but it did not break. Under their resistless blades the zinds piled a rampart of dead Maeronicans to defend their goddess. A riderless horse backed into the circle, and Polaris, quitting Gloria... | Each of the faithful creatures was deep in a nest of snow, with only a tiny hole to breathe through. The beasts were gaunt with hunger, and whined and slavered at the mouth while the policeman began digging out the supplies. It took several hours of hard work to dig out the camp, and when everything was in good shape, ... | 0 | Adventure stories | Stilson, Charles B. (Charles Billings) | Milton Richards | 67121 | 50816 | Stilson, Charles B. (Charles Billings)_[Polaris and the Goddess Glorian]_1500_47 | Milton Richards_[S.O.S. Aphrodite!]_1500_12 |
" Linda's confidence, however, was sadly misplaced. For no one at the studio called to inform her that the other girl landed her plane right on the set a little after three o'clock. With the neatness of a born flier, she brought her plane to the ground, climbed out of the cockpit and strolled into Mr. Von Goss's office... | But Damase's persecutions showing no signs of ceasing, the poor lad's self-control began to desert him, and at last the crisis came one night when, while he was kneeling as usual at the foot of his bunk, Damase crept up softly behind him, and springing upon his shoulders, brought him sprawling to the floor. In an insta... | 0 | Adventure stories | Lavell, Edith | Oxley, J. Macdonald (James Macdonald) | 53337 | 9968 | Lavell, Edith_[Linda Carlton's Hollywood Flight]_1500_9 | Oxley, J. Macdonald (James Macdonald)_[La religieuse]_1500_9 |
At the square a great panorama was now offered—another view of Rome from a semicircular terrace. They climbed to a spot just beyond the Academy of Spain. Across from the great gate, several carriages were awaiting, one assigned to a Cardinal, while a beard‑less groom—his hairless face evoking a priest, clad in black—pa... | But why did she say nothing to the man who was drawing his face nearer to hers and speaking so softly? Which thought was holding her back? Which emotion was sweeping over her? He leaned toward the woman, like unshackling the hush that shrouded the woman, coaxing a phrase that would not surface in the woman's sealed mou... | 0.6 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao | 46517 | 50318 | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao_[La conquista di Roma. English]_1500_15_0.8 | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao_[After the Pardon]_1500_27_0.8 |
I also observe that she does not fret much nor look in the glass, and has not even mentioned a very pretty ring which she wears; so I conclude that she has learned to think of other people more and of herself less, and has decided to try and mould her character as carefully as she moulds her little clay figures. I am g... | " "If thinking Mrs. Arlington a lady in the very best sense of the word is a low taste, I confess myself afflicted," says Miss Chesney, rather saucily; whereupon Lady Chetwoode, who knows mischief is brewing and is imbued with a wholesome horror of all disputes between her son and his ward, rises hurriedly and prepares... | 0.3 | Young women -- Fiction | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | Duchess | 37106 | 35228 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy]_1500_59_0.3 | Duchess_[Airy Fairy Lilian]_1500_61_0.8 |
There was a certain freedom of intimacy between these two, partly, no doubt, because Roy's father was on the Local Council. The scoutmaster had no favorites and the close relation between himself and Roy was not generally apparent in the troop. Simply put, Roy enjoyed a special privilege that Mr. Ellsworth’s warm conne... | The sight of the tin made him start and catch in his breath. The tin embodied everything he knew about ships and men—no knight in armor riding along the beach could have astonished him more or stirred his blood hotter. He moved toward the tin, seized it, examined it from every angle, and then fixed his gaze on the cave... | 0.4 | Adventure stories | Fitzhugh, P. K. (Percy Keese) | Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere) | 6655 | 20084 | Fitzhugh, P. K. (Percy Keese)_[Tom Slade : Boy Scout of the Moving Pictures]_1500_18_0.2 | Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere)_[Dawson Black: Retail Merchant]_1500_28_0.9 |
You know how I dreaded the thoughts of seeing her; but the very moment I was introduced, there was such an affability in her behaviour as really should seem to say, she had quite took a fancy to me. Now was not it so? You saw it all; and was not you quite struck with it?" "She was certainly very civil to you. " "Civil!... | Lally worked with feverish energy, trying—ah, how vainly—to escape from her thoughts, and she did the work of two persons. She had bread and cheese and a glass of ale at noon, and a similar allowance of food for supper. That night she slept in a barn with the women tramps, but chose a remote corner, where she buried he... | 0 | Young women -- Fiction | Austen, Jane | Lewis, Harriet | 161 | 68274 | Austen, Jane_[Sense and Sensibility]_1500_51 | Lewis, Harriet_[Neva's three lovers: a novel]_1500_49 |
" Otto sank into a chair. The radiance had gone. He looked very frail and ghostly. But he took Connie's outstretched hand. " "I wish you joy," he said, stumbling painfully over his words. I do wish you joy!—with all my heart. " Falloden approached him. Otto looked up wistfully. Their gazes locked, and for a moment each... | She should not be allowed to throw away such a brilliant chance, when a few well-chosen words might bias her in the right direction. " Guy replies nothing, steps onto the balcony, and limps away, his heart swirling with fear and regret, while Miss Beauchamp—calm and triumphant—continues happily with her work. She hopes... | 0.2 | Young women -- Fiction | Arnold, Mary Augusta | Duchess | 13501 | 35228 | Arnold, Mary Augusta_[Lady Connie]_1500_79_0.5 | Duchess_[Airy Fairy Lilian]_1500_40_0.5 |
"Ciel! "He's mad," she whispered to herself softly, then pressed her voice to the air: "You’re dreaming, mon enfant—what does that mean?" There are no hobgoblins in this house. " " Mais oui, madame!" The child, speaking with measured conviction, exclaimed, “There are, right under the roof; they say so,” and pointed dow... | We had advanced a considerable distance, when I thought that I heard a commotion of some kind in front, and, at the same time, there was the sound of a horse's hoofs coming rapidly towards us. In the darkness, I could only discover an imperfect outline of a horse and rider as they approached me. I turned aside to make ... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay) | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay) | 72908 | 70502 | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay)_[Danny Deever]_1500_4_0.5 | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay)_[On the red staircase]_1500_16_0.5 |
Of a sudden all the deputies were in their places standing up, and a deep silence fell on the galleries, while outside the ringing bugles of the infantry sounded a flourish. Then a long round of applause burst forth—a dull, persistent applause from gloved hands. The ladies, who had risen, were applauding too, leaning o... | But I know that I have a beautiful and unforgettable place in your heart. I have been your only lover. " He spoke with a desperate sadness in his eyes and face, in every expression and gesture. "Is it true, that I am dear to you, Maria?" "It is true, as you say, you are dear to me," she replied desolately. Marco drew h... | 1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao | 46517 | 50318 | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao_[La conquista di Roma. English]_1500_9 | Scarfoglia, Matilde Serao_[After the Pardon]_1500_47 |
You may imagine the consternation of our friends, the plebes. The whole affair erupted with such sudden, horrific intensity that they were left utterly stunned and powerless. The sheriff’s gun looked enormous and inky‑black in menace, so formidable that it left every one of them helpless. Even Texas, hailed as the hero... | "But I want to go now. " " "Yes, yes," they said, "La Boca." Yes, but at present. Si, si." He removed his hat for them and rushed along the pier toward the Englishman, who was still supervising the packing of the jars. Do you intend to go to La Boca? he asked. " I wish I'd known, but oh well. I thought you wanted one o... | 0.4 | Adventure stories | Fitch, Clarke | Masefield, John | 68041 | 69339 | Fitch, Clarke_[The West Point Rivals: or, Mark Mallory's Stratagem]_1500_14_0.7 | Masefield, John_[The Living Animals of the World, Volume 2 (of 2) A Popular Natural History]_1500_26_0.8 |
"Here," says I, "you must take us to be countrymen, and that he and I understand both the same method. Now look, this word, which ends where you see the gap, stands for honoured, and this next for sir, the next for I, and so on; and we both using the same method, and seeing each other's words, are able to open our mind... | " The captain again reached out his hand and, as soon as Bob had grasped if, said: "That's one of the finest things I ever heard, and I'll accept the suggestion. "Son," he added, turning toward Jack whose face was flushed, "you also have a good brother, so we might as well make it a trio." All I have to say is that if ... | 0.4 | Adventure stories | Paltock, Robert | Wyman, L. P. (Levi Parker) | 51967 | 74044 | Paltock, Robert_[The Life and Adventures of Peter Wilkins, Complete (Volumes 1 and 2)]_1500_60_0.2 | Wyman, L. P. (Levi Parker)_[The Lakewood boys in the frozen North]_1500_7_0.9 |
They watched them prepare for bed—and I could hear much giggling and comment and many questions, all of which culminated, by and by, in a chorus of shrieking laughter. That climax, as I learned next morning, was over the Blight's hot-water bag. Never had their eyes rested on an article of more wonder and humor than tha... | Need I say how natural it was for me to love him? Did I not simply arise from loving you? The brothers are decent men, though somewhat uncouth, and for the most part they receive the Word only through the speech of others. Filling the lad’s mind was akin to filling a lamp with oil. How precious the light it would one d... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Fox, John | Wallace, Lew | 324 | 6848 | Fox, John_[A Knight of the Cumberland]_1500_7_0.1 | Wallace, Lew_[The Prince of India; Or, Why Constantinople Fell — Volume 01]_1500_31_0.9 |
The girl shook her head. " Searchers for the Seven Jewels do not work in pairs. Not for long, anyway. One of them soon kills the other when they do," she added enigmatically. Nathan glanced at her sharply, wondering if she were reminding him of their own precarious agreement—or accusing Tabor. They emerged cautiously f... | " "Our guns would be yours, if you needed them," someone said fervently. " I need all of them—every single one of you, spacemen. Right now, deep within the tunnels past Starhouse, the Martians have assembled. They're assailing Earthmen in an effort to drive you off this planet. Quelling them swiftly could bring the reb... | 0.8 | Adventure stories | Jones, Raymond F. | Jones, Raymond F. | 63886 | 64331 | Jones, Raymond F._[The 7 Jewels of Chamar]_1500_10_0.1 | Jones, Raymond F._[The World English Bible (WEB): Hosea]_1500_10_0.8 |
"Arternoon," replied Mr. Hodge, for he was not fond of boys, least of all Bob Henderson. " What d' you want?" He seemed to carry an air as if he were saying, “Stop your tricks, you young rascal!” If you play any jokes on me, you’ll be smarted for it. Bob said, “Mom wants a pound of lard—the best she can get, Mr. Hodge.... | " "Does it hurt you very much?" " Only moments before the storm. Curious, yet that Confederate bullet acts much like a barometer. I can tell with certainty when it’s going to rain. When I can no longer earn a living blacksmithing, I’ll start working as a weather prophet," the veteran laughed heartily at his misfortune.... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Webster, Frank V. | Webster, Frank V. | 11909 | 68436 | Webster, Frank V._[Bob the Castaway; Or, The Wreck of the Eagle]_1500_2_0.7 | Webster, Frank V._[Only a farm boy; or, Dan Hardy's rise in life]_1500_7_0.8 |
Which is true?' ' Both,' said I promptly, determined not to be outdone as a prophet by Papa. Poor Vicki. It is so hard to have life turned into a smudge when one is only twenty. She adored the man, felt proud of him, and delighted in the honor of being chosen by him. She grew into a woman during the year of their engag... | I'll rip t' waistcoat open and see what 'tis." He drew his clasp‑knife from his pocket, delicately slit a seam in his waistcoat, and pulled out a double‑folded square of fairly thick paper—partly printed, partly handwritten. He leaned over the light with his elbows on the table and read the page with his thick forefing... | 0.2 | Young women -- Fiction | Arnim, Elizabeth von | Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) | 35282 | 48021 | Arnim, Elizabeth von_[The Secret Way]_1500_35_0.5 | Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)_[Aurora Floyd, Vol. 2 Fifth Edition]_1500_28_0.7 |
"I should like—I don't want to trouble you—anywhere would do—but I don't want to go home to-night——" Dorothy made a swift and doubting mental calculation. Where could she put her?—— " Amory, closing her eyes, muttered, “I’m simply done up.” "I'm afraid we can only give you a shakedown in the dining room," Dorothy said,... | she continued dreamily. " I hope it isn’t merely the settling of opinions that proves fatal to the true vitality of thought. An _idée fixe_ is not merely a thought; it is a principle that, over time, hardens ideas into stone. Then they've got to be got fluid again. Are you certain you haven’t incorrectly classified Dor... | 0.8 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Oliver, George | Oliver, George | 37584 | 45682 | Oliver, George_[Excellent Women]_1500_54_0.5 | Oliver, George_[Gray youth: The story of a very modern courtship and a very modern marriage]_1500_36_0.7 |
Yew-lane—cool and dark when the hottest sunshine lay beyond it—a loitering-place for lovers—the dearly loved play-place of generations of children on sultry summer days—looked very grim and vault-like, with narrow streaks of moonlight peeping in at rare intervals to make the darkness to be felt! Moreover, it was really... | I'd rather a sight leave him in prison—why, Bet, how white you air—I wouldn't be doing my dooty as a father ef I seed you a flinging of your 'andsome self away on a thief feller. " Granger was right when he said Bet's face had grown white. Her long fast, all the anguish and agitation she had undergone, and now this ter... | 0.9 | Young women -- Fiction | Mead, L. T. | Mead, L. T. | 28589 | 6142 | Mead, L. T._[Frances Kane's Fortune]_1500_34_0.1 | Mead, L. T._[A Girl of the People]_1500_28_0.1 |
And I need more help with the business I have now. I asked Captain Bruce to come back to Key West when he gets clear of his troubles in England. I told him that he would be with friends here, with folks who believed in him. I would trust him as a partner. He will never go wrong again. " "What did he say?" asked Dan and... | And don't you let me hear you make a fuss about it. " "Not me," he sighed. "I know better. " Contentedly he submitted to this fond tyranny. After all, home was the only place where folks cared whether a man lived or died. He was in every respect so unlike this high-strung, unflagging wisp of a mother of his that the co... | 1 | Adventure stories | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye) | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye) | 62176 | 65385 | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye)_[The Wrecking Master]_1500_25 | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye)_[Four Bells: A Tale of the Caribbean]_1500_2 |
" "My Reine," said Madame de Mirfleur, touched, but somewhat embarrassed, "you shall go with me, do not doubt it—if it pleases you to go. You are my child as much as Babette, and I love you just the same. A mother has not one measure of love for one and another for another. Do not think it, chérie. You shall go with me... | On the walls hung the portraits of the Scroopes for many generations past, some in armour, some in their robes of state, ladies with stiff bodices and high head-dresses, not beauties by Lely or warriors and statesmen by Kneller, but wooden, stiff, ungainly, hideous figures, by artists whose works had, unfortunately, be... | 0 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant | Trollope, Anthony | 52388 | 16804 | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant_[Whiteladies]_1500_92 | Trollope, Anthony_[An Eye for an Eye]_1500_19 |
" "But, Vincent, a cheque——" He smiled, pulled a cheque-book out of his pocket, and wrote. Tearing out a leaf, he handed it to Angelica. She stared at it. " What do you mean?" she cried. Polly looked over her shoulder. " Please don't joke, Vincent," she said. " Please give her what is due her. " He had written a cheque... | My eyes filled as I looked, and a strong desire seized me to know what had defaced this little picture of the mother whom I never knew. " Uncle, tell me about her—I know so little and often long to learn more. Am I like her, sir?" Why did my uncle avert his gaze as he replied, “You are a youthful image of her, Sybil”? ... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Holding, Elisabeth Sanxay | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | 68800 | 54212 | Holding, Elisabeth Sanxay_[Angelica]_1500_33_0.3 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[A Modern Mephistopheles, and A Whisper in the Dark]_1500_24_0.8 |
'Do you want to know whom I mean, Natalya Alexyevna?' Alexandra Pavlovna paused, caught off‑guard for a moment, then let a smile spread across her face. Really,' she began, 'what queer ideas you always have! Natalya is still a child, and besides—if there is any truth in what you say, do you think Darya Mihailovna— Nons... | But as he reached the further end of the hall, fronting Broadway, he perceived, to his amazement, that the oranges which should be there had disappeared. He stopped, with ear on edge, listening for a sound, but no sound returned. Then he went along on tiptoe, vastly intrigued. There was the door of Lorenzo P. Drinkwate... | 0.2 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Toergenev, Ivan | Johnson, Owen | 6900 | 47640 | Toergenev, Ivan_[Rudin: A Novel]_1500_14_0.6 | Johnson, Owen_[The Woman Gives: A Story of Regeneration]_1500_8_0.6 |
Instinctively he leaped into the fire, and as he leaped, he felt the sharp slash of teeth that tore through the flesh of his leg. Then began a fire fight. His sturdy gloves shielded his hands for a moment as he flung living coals into the air, turning the campfire into a miniature volcano. But it could not last long. H... | "—Burns Heyward and his female companions witnessed this mysterious movement with secret uneasiness; for, though the conduct of the white man had hitherto been above reproach, his rude equipments, blunt address, and strong antipathies, together with the character of his silent associates, were all causes for exciting d... | 0.2 | Adventure stories | Chaney, John Griffith | Cooper, Fenimore | 910 | 940 | Chaney, John Griffith_[White Fang]_1500_7_0.2 | Cooper, Fenimore_[The Last of the Mohicans; A narrative of 1757]_1500_13_0.7 |
I want you to get off this car, and if you don't get off bag and baggage inside of five minutes, I shall make it my personal business to throw you off," announced the showman with rising color. He had restrained himself for as long as possible. The humiliations the Circus Boys endured ever since they joined the carriag... | You are about to present an infant to your lord, who is utterly indifferent about the matter; it will be a girl, and I demand her in marriage on the day she will be twenty years old: consent to be my mother, and I will avenge your injuries upon your husband, and load you with honours and riches; refuse, and I will tear... | 0.3 | Adventure stories | Darlington, Edgar B. P. | Dods, Mary Diana | 2478 | 66106 | Darlington, Edgar B. P._[The Circus Boys on the Plains; Or, The Young Advance Agents Ahead of the Show]_1500_14_0.7 | Dods, Mary Diana_[Tales of the Wild and the Wonderful [1867]]_1500_10_0.7 |
'Of course,' thought he, as he looked dreamily upward to the concentric rings and wreaths of smoke, the produce of his mild havannah, 'we shall meet as mere friends, old acquaintances, and that sort of thing. Doubtless she has forgotten me, and all that I was to her once. Here, amid the gaieties of three successive sea... | " "Fancy," said he, laughing, "I found my wife yesterday on her knees before this picture, as if in a chapel. She was paying her devotions. How I did laugh. " Madame Walter replied in a firm voice—a voice thrilling with secret exultation: "It is that Christ who will save my soul. He gives me strength and courage every ... | 0 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Grant, James | De Maupassant, Guy | 68790 | 33928 | Grant, James_[A haunted life]_1500_3 | De Maupassant, Guy_[Bel Ami (A Ladies' Man) The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Vol. 6]_1500_66 |
Only once could a man defy the deathless guardians of the Ancient's tomb-city deep in Ganymede's hell-forest and expect to live. Yet Ed Garth had to return, compelled to lead men to certain doom—to keep a promise to a girl he would never see again. Icy rain splashed across Ed Garth’s face, trickling down his torn, grim... | But still they fought on with unabated vigour, and succeeded in preventing the enemy surrounding their encampment, and enclosing them in. Kara‑al‑Zariel always found himself at the very heart of the fiercest fighting, buoying his men simply by being there. He displayed daring feats of courage, and the long, hiltless Ar... | 0.3 | Adventure stories | Hammond, Keith | Bracebridge, Samuel | 62713 | 20320 | Hammond, Keith_[Crypt-City of the Deathless One]_1500_1_0.6 | Bracebridge, Samuel_[Jack Harkaway's Boy Tinker Among The Turks Book Number Fifteen in the Jack Harkaway Series]_1500_37_0.7 |
Gradually Mr. Warrington made acquaintance with some of the members of the House and the Bar; who, when they came to know him, spoke of him as a young gentleman of good parts and good breeding, and in terms so generally complimentary, that his good uncle's heart relented towards him, and Dora and Flora began once more ... | Mr. Atterbury complying kindly, Esmond writ a hasty note on his table-book to my lord's man, bidding him get the horses for Mr. Atterbury, and ride with him, and send Esmond's own valise to the Gatehouse prison, whither he resolved to go and give himself up. BOOK II. CONTAINS MR. Esmond’s military career and other matt... | 0.7 | Historical fiction | Thackeray, W. M. | Thackeray, W. M. | 8123 | 2511 | Thackeray, W. M._[The Virginians]_1500_153_0.5 | Thackeray, W. M._[The History of Henry Esmond, Esq., a Colonel in the Service of Her Majesty Queen Anne]_1500_44_0.8 |
And, Everell, it were well if you fixed your eye on—" "Stop, sir! Stop, I beg you, and tell me—not because I have any thoughts—what intentions, that is, what purpose, I mean, are behind this prohibition? Everell’s earnest, ingenuous appeal moved his father into answering, but he himself felt the reasons lose half their... | Lord Argentine proceeded, as directed by the king, to the eastern end of Tower-street, where he found Lord Craven, and having delivered him the king's missive, and shown him the signet, they proceeded to the western side of the Tower Dock, and having procured a sufficient number of miners and engineers, together with a... | 0.4 | Historical fiction | Sedgwick, Catharine Maria | Ainsworth, Harrison | 76028 | 11082 | Sedgwick, Catharine Maria_[History of the Jews in Russia and Poland, Volume 1 [of 3] From the Beginning until the Death of Alexander I (1825)]_1500_42_0.5 | Ainsworth, Harrison_[Old Saint Paul's: A Tale of the Plague and the Fire]_1500_132_0.9 |
People may talk as long as they please about innate dignity and the majesty of mind, but the majesty of fine clothes has a much greater influence upon popular opinion,—else wherefore that elderly proverb which sayeth that "fine feathers make fine birds?" Everyone knows that King Herod’s silver petticoat made the foolis... | His hair beneath the gray Stetson was wet, his boots were sodden and muddy, one arm was thrust limply into the front of his coat as if paralyzed. She saw that the sleeve was thickly streaked with blood. While her words drifted off the tongue, he leaned forward and tumbled to her feet. Not one to seek assistance, she li... | 0.4 | Adventure stories | Dods, Mary Diana | Beach, Rex | 65597 | 32101 | Dods, Mary Diana_[With Links of Steel; Or, The Peril of the Unknown]_1500_38_0.8 | Beach, Rex_[The Crimson Gardenia and Other Tales of Adventure]_1500_22_0.8 |
" "And why not do it if it would be convenient?" said the Cardinal, as if he was counselling the purchase of a suit of clothes. " It is against the law of God and the Church," said Miles. " But such a thing could be granted by the Pope. " " But could the Pope be quite sure it is agreeable to the law of God? When the Ki... | "And we purchase the poor creatures only for their benefit; let me talk this matter over with you at my own house. I can introduce you to a welcoming home, a devout family, and the sincere fare of a British merchant. Can't I, Captain Franks?" " Can't say," growled the Captain. " Never asked me to take bite or sup at yo... | 0.2 | Historical fiction | Boultwood, Emma | Thackeray, W. M. | 71012 | 8123 | Boultwood, Emma_[Shawn of Skarrow]_1500_24_0.5 | Thackeray, W. M._[The Virginians]_1500_2_0.5 |
By leaving the pearl buried beneath the giant clam's mantle, he allowed it to grow imperceptibly. With each passing year the mollusk's secretions added new concentric layers. The captain alone was familiar with the cave where this wonderful fruit of nature was "ripening"; he alone reared it, so to speak, in order to tr... | This cape forms the extremity of Arabia Petraea, comprised between the Gulf of Suez and the Gulf of Acabah. The Nautilus entered the Straits of Jubal, the channel that opens into the Gulf of Suez. I distinctly observed a towering mountain, rising high between Ras‑Mohammed’s twin gulfs. It was Mount Horeb, the Sinai pea... | 0.7 | Adventure stories | Verne, Gyula | Verne, Gyula | 2488 | 164 | Verne, Gyula_[20,000 Leagues Under the Seas: An Underwater Tour of the World]_1500_52 | Verne, Gyula_[20,000 Leagues Under the Sea]_1500_42_0.9 |
"It's all right over there," remarked Collins, jerking his head towards the creek. " The fronting armies are waiting for morning and battle. I suppose that when we send word to Griswold that Appleweight is in a South Carolina jail it will change the scene of operations. It will then be Governor Osborne's painful task t... | She avoided discomfort at any cost, and Zelda's ideas of living had naturally been derived in a considerable degree from her aunt. Moving from the genteel quarters of Dresden, Florence, and Paris to the bleak living‑room on Merriam Street was too abrupt. A tide of loneliness washed over her as she sat beside her father... | 0.9 | Young women -- Fiction | Nicholson, Meredith | Nicholson, Meredith | 68275 | 65630 | Nicholson, Meredith_[The war of the Carolinas]_1500_50_0.1 | Nicholson, Meredith_[Zelda Dameron]_1500_5_0.5 |
You looked at it and put it back in the case. It’s gone, not even hidden in your pockets, yet I still remember the address. Perhaps—" and he paused. " Perhaps what?" " You handed the angry gentleman a card. Nonsense!" I returned. " Look again." From his faint smile and the subtle lift of his brow, I could tell that my ... | My Pearl told me," and he related the defeat of the blacksmith. " Rene said, “Insolent.” No, the man was certain that he had a mission. I would like to borrow his conscience for a week or two to see how that feels; and, as for non‑resistance, can you keep a secret? I? Why not? What is it?" He was curious. While they co... | 0.7 | Historical fiction | Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir) | Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir) | 30585 | 32942 | Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir)_[Die Technik des Dramas]_1500_4_0.6 | Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir)_[Observations on Mount Vesuvius, Mount Etna, and Other Volcanos]_1500_34_0.8 |
For your own sake you will tell nobody that Edward Vernon met you and—said anything that he ought not to have said. Besides, if you intended to ruin me with her, she would not believe you at all, and even if it ever came to that, I wouldn’t mind. It would be emancipation—ending my status as a slave chained to a woman. ... | They would rather you were your sister's head nurse with all the trouble, and without any pay. Roland has taken me under his wing, and I no longer need to work for a living, yet our relationship is far from cheerful, so I wish I could make a change. We must all think of ourselves you know. " " "My dear," the old lady w... | 0.8 | Young women -- Fiction | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant | 48197 | 48198 | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant_[Hester: A Story of Contemporary Life, Volume 1 (of 3)]_1500_44_0.4 | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant_[Hester: A Story of Contemporary Life, Volume 2 (of 3)]_1500_24_0.7 |
"Pardon, milor'! If milor' will enter, I will inform Madame. Madame has said she will receive milor'. " Roxhythe was led into a spacious hall overlooking the courtyard. After a few moments the lackey returned. " "If Milor' will deign to follow me," he said, and he led Roxhythe up the grand staircase and across the hall... | "One of those timber wolves," said Albert to himself, "and he has scented the blood of the beaver. " He thought of the wolf no longer until a few minutes later, when another howl rang out, followed by two more. Furthermore, they were considerably closer. Now, I wonder what they're after?" thought Albert. He kept walkin... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Heyer, Georgette | Altsheler, J. A. (Joseph Alexander) | 76816 | 22464 | Heyer, Georgette_[Poems]_1500_29_0.4 | Altsheler, J. A. (Joseph Alexander)_[The Coming of Cuculain]_1500_29_0.8 |
Sylvia's heart leaped to her throat for a moment, but Minty's delighted laugh came back to her, and the guest laughed, too, at the child's antics. Minty, glowing with self‑satisfaction, couldn't resist this moment to leave an impression, so she kept on frolicking—just as naturally to her as a calmer means of getting ar... | The dislike was mutual; and mutually did they libel each other. " By George! “You play a first‑rate game,” Cecil said, marveling at his opponent’s skill, even though he had expected to meet an indifferent rival. Quietly, the captain replied, “Yes, I play well.” I used to play a great deal with my regiment. Yet you're s... | 0.4 | Young women -- Fiction | Burnham, Clara Louise | Lawrence, Slingsby | 25954 | 72680 | Burnham, Clara Louise_[The Opened Shutters: A Novel]_1500_17_0.7 | Lawrence, Slingsby_[Rose, Blanche, and Violet, Volume 1 (of 3)]_1500_28_0.8 |
It is true, when the infection came to such a height as I have now mentioned, there were very few physicians which cared to stir abroad to sick houses, and very many of the most eminent of the faculty were dead, as well as the surgeons also; for now it was indeed a dismal time, and for about a month together, not takin... | A recluse, like Hepzibah, usually displays remarkable frankness, and at least temporary affability, on being absolutely cornered, and brought to the point of personal intercourse; like the angel whom Jacob wrestled with, she is ready to bless you when once overcome. The old gentlewoman took a dreary and proud satisfact... | 0 | Historical fiction | Defo, Daniel | Hawthorne, Nathaniel | 376 | 77 | Defo, Daniel_[A Journal of the Plague Year Being Observations or Memorials of the Most Remarkable Occurrences, as Well Public as Private, Which Happened in London During the Last Great Visitation in 1665. Written by a Citizen Who Continued All the While in London]_1500_27 | Hawthorne, Nathaniel_[The House of the Seven Gables]_1500_19 |
I never was attracted to the late rebellion. I regarded the adventure as a wicked madness. I take leave to ask your lordship" (his brogue became more marked than ever) "what should I, who was born and bred a papist, be doing in the army of the Protestant Champion?" "A papist thou?" The judge gloomed on him a moment. "A... | The old domestic went slowly and in a side-long manner out of the apartment, gazing at the young lady the whole time, and muttering "what is the matter with the child?" Feliciana remained where she was the greater part of the day, closed her ears to the repeated exhortations of her old servant to take food, and declare... | 0 | Adventure stories | Sabatini, R. | Philip, Maxwell | 1965 | 75314 | Sabatini, R._[Captain Blood]_1500_7 | Philip, Maxwell_[Emmanuel Appadocca; or, Blighted life, Volume 2 (of 2) : $b A tale of the boucaneers]_1500_20 |
"I suppose you haven't been in my lady's counsels all the time, helping her to deceive me with her accounts, and what-all, have you?" The room reeled round Lydia, and she heard as from an immense distance the remonstrating voice of Mr. Codd: "Sir Rupert! I have already assured you——" Could all this be about the account... | During lunch they spoke of Violet, of the shooting that Cedric had been enjoying in Scotland. Cedric’s benevolent hospitality was consistently tinged with a subtle pomposity reminiscent of Sir Francis. After lunch, he, with a touch of ceremony, escorted his sister back into the library. Please sit down, my dear, for yo... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Dashwood, Elizabeth M. | Dashwood, Elizabeth M. | 73352 | 34935 | Dashwood, Elizabeth M._[The heel of Achilles]_1500_55_0.2 | Dashwood, Elizabeth M._[Village Life in China: A Study in Sociology]_1500_68_0.9 |
Tarnuff was hunched over the calculation table, his back to the door. A few times he stretched out his hand and nudged the directional‑finder a touch to match the chart. Ron watched silently, a grim smile on his lips. Ron spoke only after Tarnuff straightened from his task: “For the second time, Tarnuff—hello.” The Mar... | Janus stopped to snatch up a fallen flame-pistol, then they were leaping away across the square. But they didn't get far. Now, instead of just a few dozen, hordes of Proktols were rushing toward the scene. The entire square reverberated with their shrill cries, drawing others in. The Earthmen didn’t even have time to w... | 0.7 | Adventure stories | Hasse, Henry | Hasse, Henry | 62042 | 61950 | Hasse, Henry_[Le Horror Altissime]_1500_3_0.4 | Hasse, Henry_[Proktols of Neptune]_1500_7_0.8 |
You will think differently to-morrow—you do not really love Carstares. " She shut her mouth obstinately, tilting her regal little head. He watched her anxiously. "If you really do love him, 'tis ridiculous to elope with me," he said. Her fingers tightened on his wrist. "But I must! You don't understand, Harry! You must... | Glenister gazed out over the harbor, agleam with the lights of anchored ships, then up at the crenelated mountains, black against the sky. He drank the cool air burdened with its taints of the sea, while the blood of his boyhood leaped within him. "Oh, it's fine—fine," he murmured, "and this is my country—my country, a... | 0 | Historical fiction | Heyer, Georgette | Beach, Rex | 38703 | 51840 | Heyer, Georgette_[The Black Moth: A Romance of the 18th Century]_1500_52 | Beach, Rex_[The Spoilers]_1500_1 |
And she wheeled round and stared with blanching cheeks, as if he were still standing there before her with his secret betrayed in his eyes. "Oh!" she repeated under her breath. How her mistaken romancings about his sadness had misled her woman's instinct! For now, like steel filings round a magnet, a swarm of happening... | He could see the sycamore under which he had lain whilst conning his Virgil and labouring through Ovid; and then the whole vision passed away, and he was looking at the reality of his life on a fine October morning, with Skillanscar and Helbeck towering to the sky, and the man whose life he had saved amongst those very... | 0 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Graham, John | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan | 48699 | 71357 | Graham, John_[The Hungry Heart: A Novel]_1500_23 | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan_[Papuan Pictures]_1500_16 |
She said: "I'm sure it's no use asking him; he's sure to be away on Sundays." I said that A usually spent Sundays at Littlehampton. "Or perhaps along the Thames," Lady Maria said. She mentioned that she hadn't seen the Housmans in a year. She learned that Mr. Housman had severed ties with all his former friends. Letter... | Alden met them as they were half-way to the church, and, utterly regardless of two or three interested children who happened to be passing, shook hands with Aunt Matilda, then bent to kiss the flushed and happy face under the big plumed hat. " What magnificence!" He declared. I feel I don’t deserve all this splendor, I... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Baring, Maurice | Green, Olive | 42702 | 27661 | Baring, Maurice_[Passing By]_1500_21_0.8 | Green, Olive_[Master of the Vineyard]_1500_55_0.8 |
The vision of her poor little tired face, her "rather dirty white dress," her "grown-up" hair, her timidity and her loneliness, never left him for a moment. While I thought he was only preoccupied with the Markovitch and Semyonov problem, he was actually deeply concerned about Nina. So unnaturally secretive can young m... | Well, I, 'The-thing-who-should-not-have-been-born,' live on until that day comes, and when it comes I think that you and I, Macumazahn, shall not be far apart, and that is why I have opened out my heart to you, I who have knowledge of the future. There, I no longer speak of those things that lie ahead, for they may hav... | 0.1 | Historical fiction | Walpole, Hugh | Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider) | 12349 | 1711 | Walpole, Hugh_[The Secret City]_1500_85_0.4 | Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)_[Chronicles (1 of 6): The Historie of England (8 of 8) The Eight Booke of the Historie of England]_1500_9_0.5 |
It's enough to give you the jimjams, it is." Her smooth, plump face carried not wisdom itself, but a fervent quest for it. Once more, a flicker in her eyes resembled a calm, self‑assured skepticism, displacing any remaining old uncertainties and beliefs. Her life was no longer a chaotic jumble of advances and retreats;... | "We've got genius at the helm, romance on the bridge, and a cargo of Venusian pineapples in the hold. That reminds me—how's your girlfriend? May comets blaze your trail, sailor! He shot back. This is a serious matter. I wanted to warn you—you better have a smooth run. A prize hangs from it. Could you repeat that? The c... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Bodenheim, Maxwell | Bond, Nelson | 67372 | 73943 | Bodenheim, Maxwell_[9th Avenue]_1500_15_0.5 | Bond, Nelson_[Normandy: The Scenery & Romance of Its Ancient Towns, Complete]_1500_2_0.9 |
For it had come at last, after all these weeks of ferment, after all this strange time of perturbation. Stealthily it had trailed him ever since that fortuitous introduction almost a year earlier, shortly after he had settled into London following six years in Rome and Paris. First the merest friendliness, because she ... | Through the square hall she ran into the drawing-room, which opened out on to the lawn; and there, in the French window, stood spying back at the spick-and-span room, where everything was, of course, placed just wrong. The colours—white, ebony, and satinwood—looked even nicer than she had hoped. In her own garden, the ... | 0.8 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Galsworthy, John | Galsworthy, John | 2192 | 2453 | Galsworthy, John_[An Introduction to Entomology: Vol. 1 or Elements of the Natural History of the Insects]_1500_20_0.1 | Galsworthy, John_[Nyårsafton]_1500_16_0.8 |
Had they not gone swimming together before luncheon, and had not Dunham's athletic feats and man-to-man treatment of the island boy completely subjugated him? The tin pails he'd carried now lay in the locker, brimming with berries. As the sun lowered, the breezy coolness that had soothed the party slipped away little b... | "Did you know my brother was ill?" Belinda asked, returning still motionless. No. "I thought he was simply overtired." The other one nodded in agreement. That's the manner in which they handle it. They chase money obsessively, grinding for ever more, until they ultimately crumble in a sudden collapse. The desolate sist... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Burnham, Clara Louise | Burnham, Clara Louise | 25954 | 53049 | Burnham, Clara Louise_[The Opened Shutters: A Novel]_1500_40_0.7 | Burnham, Clara Louise_[Instead of the Thorn: A Novel]_1500_12_0.8 |
That Captain Windham was ashamed of his attack on a practically unarmed man he could understand; he would have had precisely the same scruples in his place, and he would certainly have felt the same rage and humiliation had he been deserted by his followers in so disgraceful a manner (though he could not imagine Highla... | " That night, they tied up at Jackson—to be famous long after the war as the seat of a bitter mountain-feud. At noon the next day, they struck "the Nahrrers" (Narrows), where the river ran like a torrent between high steep walls of rock, and where the men stood to the oars watchfully and the old squire stood upright, w... | 0 | Historical fiction | Broster, D. K. (Dorothy Kathleen) | Fox, John | 72918 | 2059 | Broster, D. K. (Dorothy Kathleen)_[Algemeene Geschiedenis in Verhalen: Oudheid]_1500_30 | Fox, John_[The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come]_1500_12 |
"He should have been a navigator. He could have been a fellow at Trinity House. " "What is that?" "It's a guild in England. Where navigators are trained. " She laughed. "I think he preferred a world made only of numbers." Her laugh was gone as quickly as it had come, and she moved toward him with a vaguely troubled loo... | Even the threats of the pope, which although Prince John defied them yet terrified him at heart, were derided by his follower, who feared no one thing in the world, save, perhaps, the return of King Richard from captivity. No sooner had the suspicion that his rival was in the neighborhood possessed him than he determin... | 0 | Historical fiction | Hoover, Thomas | Henty, G. A. (George Alfred) | 34322 | 13354 | Hoover, Thomas_[The Moghul]_1500_45 | Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)_[The Boy Knight: A Tale of the Crusades]_1500_52 |
"Go ahead, Lucky," Bob whispered. " I've got him covered. " " "My man, he saw you on the spot," Lucky said as he took a few steps forward in the deep snow. The other, who was on snow-shoes, advanced to meet him and in a moment they were close together. The stranger carried a rifle, but he slung it over his shoulder as ... | She got up just as we did and seemed to look around and wonder what was happening, and she lifted clear of whatever it was and seemed to jump out of it, but perhaps it was only the broken water that gave me the idea that she did, for then she ran fairly on to it with a crash which tore the boat's skids clean off and pi... | 0.1 | Adventure stories | Wyman, L. P. (Levi Parker) | Masefield, John | 74044 | 69340 | Wyman, L. P. (Levi Parker)_[The Lakewood boys in the frozen North]_1500_28_0.1 | Masefield, John_[Sard Harker: A novel]_1500_63_0.5 |
Several of us, all more or less connected with the sea, were dining in a small river-hostelry not more than thirty miles from London, and less than twenty from that shallow and dangerous puddle to which our coasting men give the grandiose name of "German Ocean." We gazed through the wide windows at the Thames, enjoying... | Charlie's face had flushed to the temples at a tone and command so unusual and so humiliating. ' “Oh, mamma!” Ernestine pleaded, reaching out in vain for her mother’s hand as she said, “spare me and pardon him!” Him? Who!' ' Carl.' ' You already call him Carl—right in front of me! This intruder, who—although garbed in ... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Conrad, Joseph | Grant, James | 493 | 68789 | Conrad, Joseph_[The Sicilian Bandit From the Volume 'Captain Paul']_1500_1_0.7 | Grant, James_[The dead tryst]_1500_11_0.8 |
It'll do him good. " However, when he mentioned that he wouldn’t have to pay, she realized that he still had to pay. How'll you manage," she said now, "about the children? I can take them for a week or two or more while you get settled. " " Would you?" It was a way out for the present. " I'd take them altogether—I'd lo... | Her perception had fastened upon it from the first and measured its value. Now, amidst the ruins of the Priory, she turned the situation to her advantage. She had honed it, and found it to be a tower of strength. She said, “I know what happened.” You kept it hidden, Jordan, the way a man of your kind would, yet he conf... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Sinclair, Mary Amelia St. Clair | Phillpotts, Eden | 28461 | 55468 | Sinclair, Mary Amelia St. Clair_[The Combined Maze]_1500_50_0.3 | Phillpotts, Eden_[Where There's Hope]_1500_18_0.8 |
" The landlord, who had heard tell of the nine florins and thought that they were safe in the blind men's purse, asked them what they would like for their dinner. Then they all began to talk at once at the top of their voices: "Bacon and peas, hotchpotch of beef and veal, chicken and lamb! And where are the sausages—we... | "What do you want me to do," he asked; "go down to Lotzen's palace and stick my sword through him?" " It’s unfortunate that you may not understand, but if he could, he would do exactly what he would to you—yet that is not our way; we consider ourselves civilized, at least to a certain extent. You should take every prec... | 0.2 | Adventure stories | Coster, Charles Theodore Henri de | Scott, John Reed | 37599 | 40034 | Coster, Charles Theodore Henri de_[Légende d'Ulenspiegel. English]_1500_12_0.2 | Scott, John Reed_[The Princess Dehra]_1500_22_0.7 |
" "What kind of choice?" " Come with me to the stars, or stay in some prison and rot. Hobson's choice. " " Think and be damned, then," said Tiny. The Amazon guided a drink to her lips, then, with deliberate care, shattered the final flask of mushroom beer against a rock. The lighter was ready. Wilding led his picked cr... | He ran his hands all over the man's body. His clothing showed neither a bulging package nor any loose stones. He was dumfounded. He had never expected such a thorough examination. Carroll’s skull bore a bullet wound, undoubtedly the result of Lang’s last shot fired into the thicket. He must have stumbled a few yards fa... | 0.1 | Adventure stories | Mullen, Stanley | Pollock, Francis L. | 64362 | 67678 | Mullen, Stanley_[The Prison of the Stars]_1500_8_0.1 | Pollock, Francis L._[The Glacier Gate: An Adventure Story]_1500_33_0.6 |
"I can't stop a minute, but felt I must run over to find out if you'd begun preparations. " " I haven't, and whether you see me there or not depends. I will let you know to-morrow. " " But you must go, because we won't take no for an answer. " Aunt Nancy shook her head, as if the matter were highly uncertain, and the v... | "I'm willing to admit that they may not strike here, for I might as well own up to the truth, and say the chances are against two boats coming so far and hitting the same spot on the coast. That doesn't prove, however, that there has been any further disaster. " " Then you do believe that they won't come here?" " Yes."... | 0.8 | Adventure stories | Kaler, James Otis | Kaler, James Otis | 41708 | 21268 | Kaler, James Otis_[The Curse of Eve]_1500_28_0.4 | Kaler, James Otis_[The Search for the Silver City: A Tale of Adventure in Yucatan]_1500_12_0.7 |
XVI These events had for a moment distracted my mind, but as soon as I was alone I felt the ever-increasing burden of my duty towards Markovitch. That sensation was utterly dreamlike, compelling me to act on one side while simultaneously preventing me from taking any action. I felt the strange inertia of the spectator ... | I was indeed startled by the clearness with which I saw that earlier figure—the very awkward, careless, ugly boy, listening lazily to other people's plans, taking shelter from life under a vague love of beauty and an idle imagination; the man, awkward and ugly, sensitive because of his own self-consciousness, wasting h... | 0.6 | Historical fiction | Walpole, Hugh | Walpole, Hugh | 12349 | 19614 | Walpole, Hugh_[The Secret City]_1500_86_0.2 | Walpole, Hugh_[The Dark Forest]_1500_64_0.9 |
Now, there is Mr. —-, the great breeder, a very fairish man, with very fairish horses; but, Lord bless you, he's nothing to what his father was, nor his steeds to his father's; I ought to know, for I was at the school here with his father, and afterwards for many a year helped him to get up his horses; that was when I ... | Now the present writer will not join in such sycophancy. He was not afraid to assume Wellington’s role when it was shamelessly exploited by every faction, nor when it proved dangerous to do so. He noted in 1832 that Wellington’s vices were no worse than those of his contemporaries, but by 1854 he would refuse to descri... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Borrow, George | Borrow, George | 25071 | 422 | Borrow, George_[The Romany Rye A Sequel to 'Lavengro']_1500_81_0.5 | Borrow, George_[Weale's Series of Scientific and Technical Works]_1500_107_0.9 |
As we made our way down the path we talked on many subjects, European politics, of which her knowledge was extensive, the beauties of the East, literature and art; but, somehow or another, however far we might wander from it, the conversation invariably came back to the epidemic that was the occasion of my presence in ... | No, no, don't be afraid, we have taken very good care of ourselves; nobody has come out, not even the old mole himself; and certainly no one has gone in. There's no need for alarm—the money is entirely secure. He would be a clever and courageous man who managed to deceive us. Veneda breathed again. It was an anxious mo... | 0.7 | Adventure stories | Boothby, Guy | Boothby, Guy | 37948 | 37081 | Boothby, Guy_[The Beautiful White Devil]_1500_16_0.5 | Boothby, Guy_[The Golden Flood]_1500_6_0.8 |
The young ladies of this country have a dreadfully poky time of it, so far as I can learn; I don't see why I should change my habits for THEM. " " "I'm afraid your habits are those of a flirt," Winterbourne said gravely. "Of course they are," she cried, flashing him her familiar little smile again. I'm a fearful, frigh... | " "You will kill her; she passed a dreadful night. " " She will not die from a single dreadful night, nor from a dozen. Keep in mind that I am a distinguished physician. Mrs. Penniman hesitated a moment. Then she risked her retort. " Even as a distinguished physician, you have already lost two members of your family. S... | 0.8 | Young women -- Fiction | James, Henry | James, Henry | 208 | 2870 | James, Henry_[Daisy Miller: A Study]_1500_12_0.5 | James, Henry_[Meleager : $b A fantasy]_1500_24_0.6 |
You are going to you know not what, my child," he went on; "you are going into a strange world, where there are strange fashions, strange creeds, strange ideas of morality. Phemie, keep yourself upright; remember what I have taught you, what your grandfather taught you, and that this world and its fashions and pleasure... | Her silence had its effect, however, for he said next moment— "I beg your pardon; of course I was not thinking of you, but of my wife. " " “Say whatever you wish to me,” Phemie replied, “but spare your wife.” She has already endured so much; her illness is very severe. In reply to her request, Basil muttered under his ... | 0.6 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan | 71357 | 71359 | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan_[Papuan Pictures]_1500_30_0.7 | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan_[A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 4]_1500_23_0.9 |
Ethne was stirred as she had thought nothing would ever again have the power to stir her. She wondered whether, as he sat in the bare whitewashed café strumming to the gathered Negroes, Greeks, and Arabs by the window, Harry had ever imagined that even a thin, feeble echo of his melody might reach across the world. She... | I had recalled his great politeness of manner. I noted his face, which nearly conveyed a girlish delicacy. I realized that a man was in great haste to travel the same road as I, and I remembered the trick he had tried to use to outwit me and seize my horse. Even at that point, I had nearly fallen into the trap. "If Lie... | 0.8 | Adventure stories | Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley) | Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley) | 18883 | 38693 | Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)_[The Four Feathers]_1500_39_0.4 | Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)_[The Watchers: A Novel]_1500_11_0.6 |
Some merry wag or other scoops out a ripe pumpkin, carves eyes and a mouth in it, sticks a burning light inside, and hangs it up by way of a lantern, and the girls shriek and pretend to be terribly frightened. Then the more handy lads, sitting on over-turned bread-baskets, plait long wreaths out of the maize-husks; and... | I waited her grace's return with no little apprehension, for, with the exception of the grand duke himself, every one about the palace knew that Zdenko Kochanovszki had been a devoted admirer of the lady before her marriage. Indeed, it was said that her marriage to the rich old duke had sent the youthful Zdenko on his ... | 0.9 | Historical fiction | Jokai, Maurus | Jokai, Maurus | 37339 | 34770 | Jokai, Maurus_['Midst the Wild Carpathians]_1500_6_0.1 | Jokai, Maurus_[Told by the death's head : $b a romantic tale]_1500_20_0.1 |
" "I reckon you don't know much about it—haven't any plans?" "No, I haven't. Everything depends on the moment. He will know why I'm here, and whether he is glad or sorry or displeased at my coming, I shall know instantly. I shall then have my cue. It's absurd, this notion of his, and why let it rule him and me! I've al... | "Tres bien ma chère, tres bien," he said; then frowned, as Mrs. Spencer's maid entered. "Pour Monsieur le Duc," she curtsied. Lotzen took the card from the salver and turned it over. "I will see him at once," he said; "have him shown to my private cabinet.... It is Bigler," he explained. "Why not have him here?" He hes... | 1 | Adventure stories | Scott, John Reed | Scott, John Reed | 27454 | 40034 | Scott, John Reed_[In Her Own Right]_1500_38 | Scott, John Reed_[The Princess Dehra]_1500_3 |
And this was the reason why her manner toward Queenie was so cold and constrained, and even haughty, that the young girl felt repelled and wounded, and the hot blood mounted to her face and then left it deadly pale, as she took her seat at the table directly opposite Anna, who scarcely spoke to her again, except to ask... | I dote on graves, and like to hear about them, and Miss Armstrong told me about this poor boy, or man he must have been, for he was a young girl's beau, I guess. " " A what?" Edith gasped. Gertie went on, telling that a beautiful young woman from England—Heloise Fordham—had fallen for Mr. Lyle, and when he was killed s... | 0.9 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Holmes, Mary J. | Holmes, Mary J. | 70474 | 70808 | Holmes, Mary J._[Queenie Hetherton]_1500_94_0.3 | Holmes, Mary J._[Edith Lyle : $b A novel]_1500_54_0.3 |
He told them it was Mr. Brandreth's flat he had been in; at some little hints of curiosity from Mrs. Denton, he described it to her. " He finished by saying, “I have letters from people in Midland, but I haven’t shown them to anyone yet.” The Brandreths are all I know of society. " " They're much more than we know. "We... | They were to come up to the house after her father left in the morning, and I was to dismiss all the old help and get new ones so he could take charge and let Mr. Pierce go. I plodded back with my empty basket. I had only one clear thought: I would never again trudge across the golf links in the snow. I was so exhauste... | 0.2 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Howells, W. D. (William Dean) | Rinehart, Mary Roberts | 66584 | 330 | Howells, W. D. (William Dean)_[The World of Chance]_1500_34_0.6 | Rinehart, Mary Roberts_[Where There's a Will]_1500_34_0.6 |
" He spoke at random and by impulse, but he saw that his words had done much to remove the stranger's suspicions. " Pshaw!" He exclaimed, “It’s strange to send only a girl at such a time.” Where is she?" " Péron replied, "This way, monsieur," intrigued to observe the outcome of this mishap, and also tempted to confront... | Mrs. Braithwaite was a modest, retiring little woman, holding in high reverence her big learned husband, but the fact of being constantly kept under the sound of quotations which she did not understand, gave her a scared, bewildered look which did not improve her countenance. She was quietly dressed in black, her lace‑... | 0.4 | Historical fiction | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay) | Holt, Emely Sarah | 72908 | 69096 | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay)_[Danny Deever]_1500_28_0.6 | Holt, Emely Sarah_[Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century]_1500_13_0.9 |
After an awkward pause, during which the two men waited at either side of the door, she found what she sought, and tripping lightly by, turned as she passed Luke and placed in his hand, the hand that so recently had been clasped about her person, the insolent recompense of a piece of silver. After bidding them both goo... | Two vast crescents crept toward each other, straightening out, sluggishly diminishing the opening through which sunlight and warmth poured down. Hendley could not tear his eyes away. Alone and isolated amid the stunned hush of the airfield, he felt the roof seal around him, gripping him with a sharp, physical ache. The... | 0.1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Powys, John Cowper | Charbonneau, Louis | 53157 | 70962 | Powys, John Cowper_[Wood and Stone: A Romance]_1500_10_0.3 | Charbonneau, Louis_[The Mystery of Mary Stuart]_1500_44_0.6 |
"Oh, nobody," I said, turning to smile, but not turning quickly enough. " What's the matter with you?" asked the Blight sharply. " Nothing, nothing at all," I said, and straightway the Blight thought she wanted to go home. The thunder of the Declaration was still rumbling in the poplar grove. " That's the Hon. Sam Budd... | The boy had been taunted until his own father's scorn had stirred his proud independence into stubborn resistance and intensified his resolution to do what he pleased and what he thought was right. Yet Chad was certain she would never understand him. She would never understand why he cherished a government that had onc... | 0.6 | Historical fiction | Fox, John | Fox, John | 324 | 2059 | Fox, John_[A Knight of the Cumberland]_1500_10_0.2 | Fox, John_[The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come]_1500_39_0.9 |
A hideous yellow face with oblique squinting eyes, appeared in the aperture. I was immobile and powerless, unable to think or act. Instinctively, Nayland Smith delivered a fierce kick to the head protruding from the trap. A sickening, crushing noise, broken by a muffled snap, betrayed a fractured jawbone, and, without ... | Now, a stranger in a strange land, I found myself _at home_. I cannot hope to fully convey the completeness of this recognition to my readers. I fled from Shepheard’s—brimming with cosmopolitan travelers and hosts of pretty women—in dismay, seeking the relative quiet of Mena House. But the only true joy I had ever know... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Rohmer, Sax | Rohmer, Sax | 1183 | 41619 | Rohmer, Sax_[The Return of Dr. Fu-Manchu]_1500_20_0.8 | Rohmer, Sax_[Michigan's Copper Country in Early Photos]_1500_24_0.8 |
She was looking toward the street, so that, with the book-shelves for a back-ground, her face was in profile, and I determined swiftly that if she were to wait on me she would be kept waiting as long as my money lasted. I did not want "The Log of the JOLLY POLLY," but I did want to hear the lovely lady speak, and espec... | They had halted within fifty yards of the railroad tracks, and as each special train, loaded with happy enthusiasts, raced past them he groaned. "The only one of us that showed any common-sense was Ernest," he declared, "and you turned him down. I am going to take a trolley to Stamford, and the first train to New Haven... | 1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Davis, Richard Harding | Davis, Richard Harding | 1808 | 69715 | Davis, Richard Harding_[The Log of the 'Jolly Polly']_1500_4 | Davis, Richard Harding_[The scarlet car; The Princess Aline]_1500_2 |
The Count silenced him with a wave of his hand. " You sat with us at this board, and since the Duke of Lotzen has been absent, you have witnessed our dead master regard Archduke Armand, in every respect, as his successor; on one occasion, as I saw you quietly note the exact wording on your cuff, he called Armand the on... | On the other hand, how could anything have happened in the town which would prevent one of them from telephoning, or sending a message, or getting some sort of word to the Captain. " " Everything may seem shrouded in mystery, yet I dare say it is quite amenable to solution and explanation. The frightening thing is harm... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Scott, John Reed | Scott, John Reed | 40034 | 27454 | Scott, John Reed_[The Princess Dehra]_1500_8_0.4 | Scott, John Reed_[In Her Own Right]_1500_40_0.4 |
It was quiet that evening in the house of Cyrus Holland; the noises that living makes were muffled by life's awe of death, even sounds that could not disturb the dying guarded against by the sense of decorum of those living on. Downstairs were people who had come to inquire for the man they knew would not be one of the... | He had a little time alone in his room before dinner and sat there smoking, thinking, looking at the specks of men and women moving about in the streets way down there below. He was unwilling that night to join in the endless chatter about army affairs, grievances, and conspiracies—those fanciful things of a world with... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Cook, Mrs. George Cram | Cook, Mrs. George Cram | 32432 | 11217 | Cook, Mrs. George Cram_[Fidelity: A Novel]_1500_25_0.4 | Cook, Mrs. George Cram_[The Visioning: A Novel]_1500_61_0.9 |
"Nay, 'tis but the word I was fain to invent for him. " " Invent? Can a child like you create words beyond those that naturally grow in Burgundy? Take heed what ye do! We’re already being overrun by them—especially the bad ones. Lord, these be times. I look forward to hearing about the next invented thistle. "Well then... | " "Me bitter against her?" Catherine said, “No, that’s all over.” What an unfortunate soul! Behind her lay trouble, ahead another; I could not help wondering how, by bringing her—and all living women—together with Gerard’s letter, I might finally understand what was troubling me. Ah, that was exactly what made her leav... | 0.6 | Historical fiction | Reade, Charles | Reade, Charles | 1366 | 38895 | Reade, Charles_[Subtitle: or, Maid, wife and widow: a matter-of-fact romance Subtitle: a tale of the middle ages]_1500_53_0.5 | Reade, Charles_[Haydn]_1500_85_0.9 |
" He drew her to a chair and, seating herself, her faded face and eyes that had lost their old look of surprise turned to the light, Mrs. Chadwick assented, "It's very fatiguing to live with, certainly. Occasionally I feel the urge to step away for a brief period and rejuvenate myself. Nancy would come and stay with Me... | Once more he took to painting in the kitchen. The studio was dedicated to Sara, the girl who came to him despite her disappointment. He had spoiled her for other boys. Painting in the kitchen all day, his life settled into a steady rhythm of order and regularity. After his morning stroll, he worked until the clatter of... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Sedgwick, Anne Douglas | Cannan, Gilbert | 42428 | 54931 | Sedgwick, Anne Douglas_[Adrienne Toner: A Novel]_1500_48_0.4 | Cannan, Gilbert_[Mendel: A Story of Youth]_1500_12_0.8 |
'I promised to go to one more campaign—the Russo-Turkish—which will come on in the spring, and after that I shall follow the paths of peace.' Mrs. Wylie folded her table‑napkin and, in a deliberate, meditative gesture, slipped it into an ancient silver ring that was several sizes too large for it. I used to think,' she... | Suddenly she felt all her slimness and fragility; she felt all the girl in herself and all the dominant man in him, and all the empty space around them. She went hot. Her sight became dim. She was engulfed in ecstatic bliss, while deep shame gnawed at her. She yearned for the moment to endure forever, for both herself ... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Merriman, H. Seton (Henry Seton) | Bennett, Arnold | 74461 | 10658 | Merriman, H. Seton (Henry Seton)_[Suspense, Volume 2 (of 3)]_1500_21_0.5 | Bennett, Arnold_[Hilda Lessways]_1500_23_0.8 |
With unwonted energy Coventry was astir seven next morning. Lucia served him breakfast, and as he left to arrange a carriage, Miss Muir gliding down the stairs—pale and heavy‑eyed—slipped a delicate letter into his hand and hurriedly said, “Please deliver this at Lady Sydney's and, if you see her, say ‘I have remembere... | The stormy scene had passed so rapidly, been so strange and sudden, Guy's anger so scornful and abrupt, I could not understand it, and felt like a puppet in the grasp of some power I could not resist; but as my lover left the room I broke out of the bewilderment that held me, imploring him to stay and hear me. It was t... | 0.7 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | 8677 | 54212 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[Behind a Mask; or, a Woman's Power]_1500_8_0.5 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[A Modern Mephistopheles, and A Whisper in the Dark]_1500_26_0.8 |
Was he to be called upon—yes, perhaps by Mary herself—to abstain from his threatened exposure of the past, and stand from between Eugene and herself?—now, in his hour of triumph, to be merciful, generous and forgiving in this also? For why else did he see her here?—why, if the purport of her letter still held good, tha... | During my mother's brief married life with her second husband I was constantly with my aunt, and I believe I should have lived with her wholly but for my determination that my stepfather, the doctor, should not flatter himself he had sickened me out of my own home. At that time Will was attending the Bluecoat School, b... | 0.3 | Young women -- Fiction | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline) | Russell, W. Clark (William Clark) | 40407 | 63964 | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)_[Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3]_1500_35_0.1 | Russell, W. Clark (William Clark)_[The Convict Ship, Volume 1 (of 3)]_1500_4_0.9 |
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