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  "The Queen''s,"--and so nursing the name--only the unofficial name of an infantry battalion after all--he accomplishes great things and maintains the honour and the Empire of the British people.


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id: 14426
title: London to Ladysmith via Pretoria
author: Churchill, Winston
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  line of hills necessary for the protection of the town, but a position hills beyond Colenso at full speed--and some said that the Boers did not horse the foot: the Dublin Fusiliers wound up the hill like a long brown The Boer guns, swiftly changing their position, re-opened We waited here near the guns for half an hour, and meanwhile the Boers Before the war began men said: ''Let them come into Natal and Two days later the Boers cut the railway south of Ladysmith at Pieters, The Boer lines run in a great crescent along the hills. in question--New Year''s Day to wit--200 Boers set forth and attacked our silent Boer position, and the range of hills along which it stretched hundred Boers moving towards distant hills, to make sure of their line right, which rested on the lofty hill--almost mountain--of Spion Kop. The Boers, to meet this turning movement, extended their line westwards


id: 18419
title: Liberalism and the Social Problem
author: Churchill, Winston
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  years--with Free Trade, Colonial Preferences, the South African those were good and expanding years of British trade and national this country exercises a great influence upon the Government. accorded to the Mother Country by the self-governing States of the to the Government of the Colony for the general purposes of State, and the present time a Liberal Government, however powerful, cannot look action of the House of Lords at the present time forces the Executive people of this country will elect a mad House of Commons, and that the "We like Free Trade and we are Liberals at heart, but this Government hours and the general conditions of labour are such as to cause great better for the country it governs and the Party it represents. that in our Constitution a Government, supported by a House of Commons In no great country in the new world or the old


id: 3646
title: The Dwelling Place of Light — Volume 1
author: Churchill, Winston
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  Even after Janet and Lise had gone to work the household never seemed to who liked Janet and was willing to do her a good turn. Chippering Mill can be regarded as property, it might be said that Mr. Claude Ditmar belonged to the Chipperings of Boston, a family still "It''s Lise," she said, as though speaking to Janet, "she attracts ''em. As Janet entered Lise looked up and exclaimed:--"Say, that Nealy girl''s But the next morning Lise went back to the Bagatelle, and Janet to the "Janet, I wanted to speak to you, to tell you I''m leaving," she said. "I''d like to try it, Mr. Ditmar," Janet said, and added nothing, no word Very naturally Janet was aware of the change in Ditmar, and knew the "Lise, has anything happened to you?" demanded Janet suddenly. "Oh sure," said Lise, and added darkly: "I guess Ditmar likes to see you


id: 3648
title: The Dwelling Place of Light — Volume 3
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I want to be of use, to count," said Mrs. Brocklehurst,--and Janet was "I think we want the things that you''ve got," said Janet. And Janet said: "Oh, I''d like to, but I have other work." "Come in and see us again," said Insall, and Janet, promising, took her "Who is she, Brooks?" Mrs. Maturin asked, when Janet had gone. "I''d like to know," said Mrs. Maturin. "What did you like about it, Janet?" Mrs. Maturin was interested. "Right away," said Insall, and Mrs. Maturin went back into the storeroom. Mrs. Maturin often talked to Janet of Insall, who had, in a way, long "Janet," said Mrs. Maturin the next day, as she laid down the book from "I think I know you, Janet," answered Mrs. Maturin. "You like them as much as that, Janet?" he said, looking at her. "Mrs. Maturin," said Janet, "I''d like to talk to you.


id: 3647
title: The Dwelling Place of Light — Volume 2
author: Churchill, Winston
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  When Lise had gone out Janet sat down in the rocking-chair and began to "Oh, Lise can take care of herself," Janet said, in spite of certain Ditmar stood staring after the trolley car that bore Janet away until it "If I talked like you," said Lise, "they wouldn''t understand me." "What did you ask him for, when you know?" said Janet, mirthfully, when "Well, this is cosy, isn''t it?" said Ditmar to Janet when they were "Not right away," said Janet. "I wish you wouldn''t talk like that, father," said Janet. "I don''t know whether he''s good or not," said Janet. "I so want you should be happy, Janet," said Hannah.... "I''m afraid Lise has gone away with him," said Janet. We''ll find out when the time comes," said Janet, "I know," said Janet, "but you''ve got to." And she put some of the cold


id: 3682
title: Mr. Crewe''s Career — Volume 2
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Oh, yes," said the florist, "she''s up at Crewe''s." He glanced at Austen "Say, Austen," said young Tom, "do you remember the time we covered the "I can tell you what I think of it now, Mr. Gaylord," said Austen. "Now hold on, father," said young Tom, "that''s no way to talk to Austen." "It looks," said Austen, "as though it must come to a fight in the end. "You went again'' him, and we honour you for it, Austen," said Mr. Redbrook, at length. "Tom," said Austen, laying his hand on young Mr. Gaylord''s farther "Tom, I don''t know any man I''d rather take than you," said Austen. "Waters," said Mrs. Pomfret, "I suppose Mr. Crewe is too busy to come "You are a little behind the times--ain''t you?" said Mr. Crewe, in "I wasn''t thinking of Humphrey Crewe," said Victoria. "The campaign of the Honourable Humphrey Crewe of Leith," said the State


id: 3681
title: Mr. Crewe''s Career — Volume 1
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "How do you do, Mr. Vane?" she said; "Austen''s coming home, isn''t he?" "You ought to leave your fortune to the railroad, Judge," said Austen. Honourable Hilary''s nature, and Austen was not the kind of man who would was easily the finest animal in Ripton: so good, in fact, that Mr. Humphrey Crewe (who believed he had an eye for horses) had peremptorily "Mr. Austen Vane to see you," said Victoria, and with a quick glance at for the railroad, Mr. Crewe," said Mr. Flint. "As you know, I am a very busy man, Mr. Crewe," said the railroad instead of seizing Mr. Crewe''s hand as he had Austen Vane''s, said not a "I think you have made a mistake so far as the railroad is concerned, Mr. Braden," said Mr. Crewe, "I''m a practical man myself, and I don''t indulge "Well," said Mr. Pardriff, "you know they tried to get Austen Vane to run


id: 3683
title: Mr. Crewe''s Career — Volume 3
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Times," said the Honourable Hilary, repeating, perhaps unconsciously, "Politics," said the Honourable Hilary, "are business matters." "Look here, Tom Gaylord," she said, "if you tell Austen I was "I guess Botcher and Bascom know their business," said Mr. Vane. "You were always pretty good at ''em, Flint," said Hilary. "Yes," said Mr. Flint; "they tell me that when the time comes, your, son "Yourself," said Victoria, suddenly looking him full in the face. "I think," said Victoria, "that Mr. Vane had better see a doctor. "Come in and set down," she said; and seeing Victoria glance at Hilary''s "Mrs. Vane must have loved flowers," said Victoria. "I waited up to tell you about Hilary Vane, father," she said gently. "Father," said Victoria, "I don''t think Hilary Vane is out of his mind." "Mr. Flint," said Austen, "I did not come up here with any thought of


id: 4943
title: The River War: An Account of the Reconquest of the Sudan
author: Churchill, Winston
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  the river and the thirsty men lay the Dervish army, infuriated by their river miles of mud houses, lining the banks as far as Khor Shambat, and camel-men, but by a strong force of Dervishes, numbering at least 1,500 Dervish Emir, Wad Bishara, concentrated his remaining forces in Dongola. Sirdar could not advance on Dongola with a strong Dervish force on his day long the army remained halted by the palms of the Nile bank. Dervish army, at least 10,000 men, both horse and foot, and formed in the Khalifa broke up his camp, and the Dervish army marched back for a The Egyptian army was concentrated; the British brigade had arrived; the right, the Egyptian cavalry force, however, remained on the left flank, Scarcely three miles away the Dervish army was advancing with the continuous advance of the great army compelled the Egyptian cavalry to


id: 5392
title: The Crisis — Volume 05
author: Churchill, Winston
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  She said: "Stephen, I am afraid that the war has come." knew that Virginia Carvel and the women like her were ready to follow "I think that Lyon is going to attack Camp Jackson to-day," he said to "Is the Major going back into the army?" said Mrs. Brice, Stephen did not Brinsmade took one long look at Stephen, turned "Stephen, you did not tell me that you saw John," said his mother, when "And, sir," said he, "you may thank the young man who lives next door to "You will pardon me, Miss Carvel," said Captain Lyon, gravely, "if I Mr. Brinsmade," said the Captain, "I should like "Virginia, I am going to the river," said Mrs. Colfax. "I think that there are enough men left in it to save it," said Virginia. Captain Lige sat on the steps of Colonel Carvel''s house that night, long Virginia put her hand through the Captain''s arm.


id: 5393
title: The Crisis — Volume 06
author: Churchill, Winston
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  him south by way of Colonel Carvel''s house at Glencoe. "Colonel," said Mr. Hopper, with a remarkable ease, "I cal''late these "Virginia, child." said Mrs. Colfax, peevishly, one morning as they sat eye of a scout, came into the sitting-room with the Colonel and handed a "Hush," said Virginia, as she prepared to slay the young officer with a "Virginia," said Mrs. Colfax, the next morning on coming downstairs, "I "Why, honey, I''ll ask Brinsmade if you like," said the Colonel. "Colonel Carvel," said Mr. Brinsmade, with dignity, "is a gentleman. "Such a singular thing happened to-day, Stephen," she said. "Colonel Carvel," said he, "by order of Major General Halleck, I serve "Stephen," said he, presently, "I guess I''ll do a little bidding." Stephen looked in vain for Colonel Carvel--for Virginia. "Jinny," said the Colonel one day, "as we don''t seem to be much use in "Good day, sir," said the Colonel.


id: 5391
title: The Crisis — Volume 04
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I scarcely know Miss Carvel," he said, recovering. "Mrs. Brice may be anxious, Stephen, at the late hour," said he. "Oh, Puss," cried Anne, that evening, for Miss Russell had come to spend face of Stephen Brice, as he had stood before her in the summer house at dance at Bellegarde, in honor of his cousin, Virginia, to which Mr. Stephen Brice was not invited. "I have invited Stephen Brice, Jinny," she said. "If Stephen would only come as Colonel Wilton Brice!" she cried. "Stephen," said he, "of course you''re going to the Brinsmade''s." "When the time comes, sir," said the Colonel, with dignity, "Missouri "Colonel Carvel," said he, "I expect that the day has come when you go Even as Judge Whipple had said, the time was come for all men to decide. day Stephen Brice saw the Leader go into Judge Whipple''s room, and


id: 5390
title: The Crisis — Volume 03
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "For Mr. Lincoln," said Stephen. Say, young man, did you ever hear of Stephen Arnold Douglas, alias the Stephen told young Mr. Lincoln that he should have to "How shall I know Mr. Lincoln?" asked Stephen. "I reckon Colonel Carvel isn''t a fighting man," said some one, at random. Mr. Lincoln glanced at Stephen, and then again at the Judge''s letter. "If you do, you kill yourself, Lincoln," said another, who Stephen By this time Stephen was burning to know the question that Mr. Lincoln "Come, Mr. Stephen," said Mr. Lincoln, presently, "where do you hail "I call the Judge a friend of mine," said Mr. Lincoln. "Mr. Stephen," said he, "would you like to come to Freeport with me "But, sir," said Stephen, seeing that he was expected to go on, "I think How country Abraham Lincoln looked beside Stephen "Didn''t the Judge get Mr, Lincoln''s message?" asked Stephen, with


id: 5388
title: The Crisis — Volume 01
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Mornin'', Colonel," said a voice which made Eliphalet jump. "Sir," said the Colonel, with some force, "God made the sons of Ham the "A young Yankee you landed here this morning, Lige," said the Colonel. "I ain''t a servant, Miss Carvel," he said, with a meaning glance at the these goings-on?" said the Colonel, staring at young Mr. Colfax, rigid as He pictured Mrs. Brice asking for a spoon, and young Stephen sniffing at Mrs. Crane''s said that the Judge knew more law than any man in the West. Stephen turned his face away,--to behold Mr. Eliphalet Hopper looking calmly on. "Take the woman away," said Stephen, in a low voice, "and I will buy the "Yes, sir," said Stephen. "I took her to Miss Crane''s boarding-house," said Stephen. "Mr. Brice," said the Judge, at length, "take off your coat, sir I will "My father was not an Abolitionist, sir," said Stephen, smiling.


id: 5394
title: The Crisis — Volume 07
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "The Admiral''s in a bad way, sir," said the Colonel who rode up to meet "Colonel," said the General, "that move was well executed, sir. "Well, well, Brice," said the General, winking at Mr. Brinsmade, "I think "Then light up, sir," said the General, "and sit down, I''ve been thinking Like lightning the General was on his feet, his hand on Stephen''s "Yes," said Stephen, smiling; "he struck near the place where my company "Captain Brice is a friend of yours, Colfax," said the Colonel, tugging "Colfax," said Stephen, coming forward, "you''re too sick a man to talk. "Yes, sir," answered Stephen, "and I came to ask a favor for one of "I''d like to see that man," said the General, in his eager way. "Your cousin Clarence has come home, my dear," he said. One day the Doctor came, and Virginia looked into his face and divined Stephen," said the Judge, "come here."


id: 5386
title: The Celebrity, Volume 04
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I don''t wonder you''re a little upset, old man," he said, humoringly "You''ll stay here and starve, then," said Mr. Cooke; "damned little I "Look here, old man," said my client, biting off another cigar, "I''m a "Allen, old man," said Mr. Cooke, "come here." "All right, old man, glad to have you," said my client. "Be jabers, Mr. Cooke," said McCann, "and I''m beginning to think it is! "Mr. Cooke," said McCann, disdainfully, as he got into his boat, "he said Mr. Cooke, with deserved pride; "and he went away in such a "Old man," he said to the Celebrity, "you''ll have to learn the price of "It wasn''t fair of me, I know, to leave Marian," said Miss Trevor, "Marian," said Miss Trevor, "I am going to be very generous. "I think he won''t come West again for a very long time," said I.


id: 5389
title: The Crisis — Volume 02
author: Churchill, Winston
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  Miss Virginia Carvel came down the steps in her riding-habit. "Oh, Jinny, I''m so glad to see you," said Miss Russell. "I can''t, Puss," said Virginia, submitting impatiently to Miss Russell''s Virginia took her bridle from Ned, and Miss Russell''s hospitable face "Then he set her free," said Miss Carvel, contemptuously Judge Whipple "Ned," said Virginia, "I shall be eighteen in two weeks and a young lady. "Why do you listen to Clarence''s horse talk?" said Virginia. "You ask me because I am a girl," said Virginia. "If I were a man," said Virginia, "and going into a factory would teach "Virginia, I should like you to know my young Yankee," "Lord, Virginia," he said, "I thought you told the judge this afternoon "I do not know Miss Carvel," said Stephen, wondering how well the other "He''s the meanest man I know," said Captain Lige. turning to Virginia, he said, "Will you dance, Miss Carvel?"


id: 5385
title: The Celebrity, Volume 03
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "See here, Farrar," said I, "what is your opinion of Miss Thorn?" "I was unaware I had said anything funny, Miss Trevor," I replied. Mr. Trevor and his daughter, Mrs. Cooke and Miss Thorn, and Farrar and myself Farrar took the helm and hauled in the sheet, while the Celebrity, Mr. Cooke, and the guests donned their rain-clothes. "Mrs. Cooke has really been very ill," she said, "and Miss Thorn is doing experiences of steamboat days on the Ohio to Mrs. Cooke; Miss Trevor "Read it, Mr. Trevor," said Mrs. Cooke. "Miss Trevor, too, knows something of me," he said. author of The Sybarites to be a defaulter?" said Miss Thorn. Upon this Miss Thorn became more indignant still, and Mrs. Cooke went on her usual serenity, but said little, while Miss Trevor and I had many a "Don''t you think we had better leave them alone?" I said to Miss Trevor.


id: 5361
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 06
author: Churchill, Winston
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  Hodder thought he detected, as he spoke these words, a certain relaxation "It''s a matter," he said, looking into McCrae''s eyes, "of Christianity," Hodder went on, "the spectacle of which turns thousands of men and women in sickening revolt against the Church of Christ to-day. "You thought I''d come to it?" demanded Hodder, as though the full force "Drop in on me sometime," he said, "I''d like to talk to you--Hodder heard Was it possible that she, Alison Parr, were going to church now? "Why, my dear," said Mrs. Atterbury, "I thought you had gone back to New "Mr. Hodder," said Eldon Parr, "is to be congratulated." "This is a day I never expected to see, Mr. Hodder," he said, "for it has and made this church what it is, Mr. Hodder," he exclaimed. I, who have been brought up in this church, do not know what Christianity


id: 5362
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 07
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I had to come," she said; "there are some things I feel I must ask you. "You may stay here awhile," she said to him, and gave Hodder her hand.... Asa Waring and his son-in-law, Phil Goodrich, had been to see Hodder on Hodder, that I was a little hurt that you did not come and talk to me "See here, Hodder," he said, "I''ve always confessed frankly that I knew "I wish to make it clear," he continued, "that in spite of the pain Mr. Hodder''s words of last Sunday have given me, I respect and honour him it), that Mr. Hodder''s continuance as rector would mean the ruin of the from this church while Mr. Hodder is rector, and I advise those of you I don''t know what to think of Mr. Hodder." "I can understand it," Hodder said. "I think I''d better stick to the street cars," Hodder said.


id: 5360
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 05
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "This is Miss Marcy, Mr. Bentley," Hodder said. "Mr. Hodder knows how fond I am of young women," he said. what Dalton Street can do by way of a garden--Mr. Hodder could hardly "Mr. Hodder has brought us a new friend and neighbour, Sally,--Miss Kate different kinds of men and women who come demanding books on religion "You are a great man, Mr. Hodder," he said. kind of thing Eldon Parr is doing every day in his life, making people And I have an idea that Eldon Parr and Wallis Plimpton and the rest know It may have been that he had suspicions of what Mr. Plimpton would have called Hodder''s "reasonableness." One thing was "I know," said Mr. Plimpton, and they looked at each other. "I wonder if Hodder really knows what he''s up against." Mr. Plimpton "I want you to know this," said his vestryman, as he seized Hodder''s


id: 5358
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 03
author: Churchill, Winston
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  Hodder looked at Eldon Parr to behold another man from the one he had "Good luck to ye," he said, as Hodder took it, "There is but one way to save the boy''s life, Mr. Garvin," he said, "and "Good afternoon, sir," the old gentleman said; "I am told Mrs. Garvin Mrs. Garvin glanced at Hodder, who came forward. for Garvin, said Mr. Bentley, get the man and his wife into the country "This is where I live, sir," said Mr. Bentley, opening the door with a "Yes," Mr. Bentley repeated, "St. John''s." He smiled at Hodder''s glance You know--that man, Mr. Bentley." (Hodder could not bring himself to "I knew that you saw it," Hodder said. "I hope," said the rector, smiling a little, "that is not the reason why "My name is John Hodder," he said, "and I live in the parish house, next


id: 5359
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 04
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Good morning, Sally," said Mr. Bentley, rising from the table with his "Sally," said Mr. Bentley, turning in his chair, "Mr. Holder''s been "Mr. Holder didn''t run after her, Sally," said Mr. Bentley, in gentle "We''d like to go in," said Mr. Bentley. "They are little waifs from Dalton Street and that vicinity," said Mr. Bentley. "It''s remarkable how he gets along with them," said Mr. Bentley, smiling "You know Miss Parr, I believe," the old gentleman said. "You knew Mr. Bentley?" asked Hodder, astonished. "Tell me about Mr. Bentley," she said. day he came, and oftener in the night, in those first weeks, and if Mr. Bentley were not at home the very sight of the hospitable old darky "Oh, I thought you were Mr. Bentley," she said. "That is, if a child can even be said to know such a person as Mr. Bentley.


id: 5356
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 01
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Mr. Hodder is a remarkable young man, Phil," Mrs. Waring declared, "What I mean by a mitigated orthodoxy is this: I am far from accusing Mr. Hodder of insincerity, but he preaches as if every word of the Bible were know a great deal and don''t believe anything, or to clergymen like Mr. Hodder, who demand that we shall violate the reason in us which has been corners of other men''s souls, he, John Hodder, felt the same hot spark John Hodder''s mother was a widow, and to her, in the white, gabled house "We thought, some twenty years ago, of moving the church westward," said financier felt this, though it could not be said that Hodder appeared "I think I realize it, Mr. Parr," said Hodder, gravely. his, Hodder''s, business, to get on good terms with Mr. Parr--otherwise "No," Hodder said. "Maybe it will come, Mr. Hodder," he said.


id: 5357
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 02
author: Churchill, Winston
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  of character, and her husband, Hodder knew, was a man among men. "Of one thing I am assured, Mrs. Goodrich," Hodder replied, "that the "How good of you to come, Mr. Hodder, when you were so busy," she said, bachelor, Mr. Hodder--!" Mrs. Constable left the rest to his According to my view, Mrs. Constable, the Church, as the agent of God, effects an indissoluble bond. And much as I should like to do anything in my power for you and Mr. Constable, you have asked the impossible,--believing as I do, there can "You are making it very hard for me, Mrs. Constable," he said. "I can''t think what''s got into women in these times--at Mrs. Constable''s Hodder looked down into Mr. Parr''s face, and was silent. "Poor man," said Mrs. Larrabbee, accepting the new ground as safer, yet "I congratulate you upon the new plans, Mr. Hodder,--they''re great," he said.


id: 5363
title: The Inside of the Cup — Volume 08
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I am an old man," said the bishop, "and whatever usefulness I have had now, thanks to John Hodder, had identified the Spirit as the transforming Hodder saw, for Kate Marcy''s sake; yes, and for Eldon Parr''s as well, "How strange," she said, "that the end should have come at Mr. Bentley''s! "May I ask, Mr. Hodder," he said, in an unemotional voice, "what you are "Father," said Alison, "Mr. Hodder has come with a message." "I have prepared her for Mr. Parr''s coming," he said to Hodder at length. "Will you come this way, Mr. Parr?" Mr. Bentley said, indicating the door "I know," said Alison, in a low voice. In the library Mr. Bentley and John Hodder, knowing nothing of her "I understand," said Eldon Parr, "that you wish to marry my daughter." "John," said Alison with a questioning smile, when they were alone before


id: 5375
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 02
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "He was too fond of the good things of this life," said Mrs. Holt. "They have done everything for me, Mrs. Holt," said Honora. Honora looked up, and surprised Mrs. Robert''s eyes fixed on her with the the fruit, Mrs. Holt rose and drew Honora out of the dining room. "It is so good of you and Susan to want me, Mrs. Holt," replied Honora, Mrs. Holt gave her a quick look, but beheld in Honora''s clear eyes only "I''m afraid I am old-fashioned, my dear," said Mrs. Holt, rising. "And you, Mademoiselle," said the Vicomte to Honora, you will come--yes? "If you are beginning to worry over Mrs. Holt," said Honora, "we''d better "Oh, Mrs. Holt," cried Honora again, "I shouldn''t think of such a thing!" "I am thinking of Mrs. Holt''s expression when we tell her," said Honora. "I hope it is no bad news, Honora," said Mrs. Holt.


id: 5376
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 03
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Honora, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live "I''ve got some bad news, Honora," he said. long about furnishing your house, my dear, but Howard insisted, and said "You ought to know Trixy, Honora," Mrs. Dallam declared; "he''d be crazy "I wish you''d learn to go a little slow, Honora," he said one evening. "Only a little one," said Honora, "the simplest kind. "You''re rather good-looking yourself, Lily," said Honora. "Glad," said Mr. Brent, with his eyes on Honora, "does not quite express "What I should like to know is why you came to Quicksands," said Mr. Brent. "Honora," said Lily Dallam, when the women were back in the drawing-room, "It''s time he were, if he''s ever going to be," said Honora, just as "By the way, Honora, I saw Trixy Brent at the Club, and he said you


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title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 05
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  single street in modern New York where Honora lived? said he was an old friend, and a stranger in New York, and asked if he "You haven''t told me why you came to New York," she said. "You have some beautiful things here, Honora," he said. "That was very good of Mr. Shorter," said Honora, whose surprise had "I suppose you mean Mrs. Rindge," said Honora. Some instinct informed Honora that the woman was Mrs. Grainger, and "Oh, yes," said Honora, looking at a tall, thin woman of middle age who "Is my husband," said Honora, smiling. "And the extraordinary looking man on my right?" Honora asked. "He''s staying with us," said Mrs. Shorter; "you know he''s a sort of "Of course you didn''t know him in the old days, Honora," said Mrs. Shorter. "No," said Honora, "you may leave it, now." "Hello, Honora," he said, without looking up.


id: 5380
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 07
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "You are wonderful, Honora," was what he said in a voice broken by "Yes," he said, "I''m reasonable for the first time in my life." the lady they flattered was the future Mrs. Hugh Chiltern. "Starling," he said, "this is Mrs. Chiltern." "I''m sure I wish you happiness, madame,--and Mr. Hugh, he said in a voice "All my life, Starling," said Hugh. "You may have breakfast in half an hour, Starling," said Chiltern, and blood bay for Honora, which Chiltern had bought in New York. Mrs. Hugh Chiltern, of Grenoble! and Hugh passed hours in the sun, often with Honora by his side, "I am going to send her away, Hugh," Honora announced. the day to Hugh, the old butler came afterwards to Honora''s boudoir "I didn''t meet anybody, Hugh," said Honora. penetrating blue light--she looked at Hugh Chiltern. a moment Chiltern stood like a man turned to stone, and then he pressed


id: 5377
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 04
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Oh," said Mrs. Kame, and looked at Honora again. "Suppose we go over to Mrs. Spence''s house," Trixton Brent suggested. "I think I''ll telephone to the Club," said Honora, and left the room. "Howard," said Honora that evening, "I''ve been going through houses to Mrs. Faunce, Honora found herself alone with Trixton Brent in the "Oh, dear!" said Honora, "don''t you think we ought to take the train, Mr. Brent? "I was just going to," said Honora, hastily, thinking of Trixton Brent "I wasn''t lunching with him, Mrs. Holt," said Honora; "Mr. Brent was "I never heard of her," said Mrs. Holt, and Honora thanked her stars. "Anything, Mrs. Holt," said Honora. "You''re quite right, Mrs. Holt," said Trixton Brent, beginning, as the "I hope you''ll come in,", said Honora to Trixton Brent, in a low voice. "Give my love to Mrs. Holt," said Brent, as he took Honora''s hand, "and


id: 5379
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 06
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Honora, I love you," he said, "I must have you--I will have you. "Listen, Honora," he said, and tried to speak calmly, though his voice "Put it in the plural, and you''ll be nearer right," laughed Mrs. Grenfell, and added to Honora, "You''d best take care, my dear, he''s "How can madame ask?" she cried impulsively, and seized Honora''s hand. A little travelling table was beside the window, and Honora took her pen "I don''t know," said Honora; "I''m going away." "I don''t know," said Honora. "I was going to ask you that question," said Honora. "I''m sure of it," said Honora, who was very red. set out in front of new little houses: Mrs. Mayo (for such, Honora''s cook --when I get through my work," said the little woman. "Yes," said Honora. "Yes," said Honora. "Yes," said Honora, "and you can never realize how tired, unless you knew


id: 5381
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 08
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Thought so," said the farmer, and he held the horse''s head. "I''ve got her picture in there, if ye''d like to look at it," he said, "I came along," she said to Honora, as she gave her hand-bag to a "We tried our best to get a man for you," said Mrs. Rindge to Honora. "Come on, Honora," said Hugh, "cut in." His tone was of what may be "Certainly, my dear," said Mrs. Kame; "I know exactly how one feels in "I hope you got what you like for breakfast," said Honora to the ladies. "Hurry up and come down, Adele," said Hugh, "if you want to look over the "I--I think I''ll go back to the house," said Honora to Pembroke. That woman--Mrs. Rindge--knows something about horses, and she said he was a brute." "Honora, why do you think I came over here?" he said.


id: 5384
title: The Celebrity, Volume 02
author: Churchill, Winston
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  It was small wonder, said the knowing at Asquith, that Mr. Charles appearances, heights, and temperaments the Celebrity obtained from Mr. Cooke, carefully noted, and compared with those of the young women. She looked around expectantly, and recognizing Mrs. Cooke''s maid, who had stepped forward to relieve hers of the shawls, Miss "You are very kind," said Miss Thorn, quietly, "but I prefer to remain "You know Mr. Allen, then, Miss Thorn?" said I. "Hang you, Crocker," the Celebrity put in impatiently; "Miss Thorn knows "Delightful," said Miss Thorn. "Who is that beautiful girl he is dancing with?" said Miss Thorn. "Oh, I assure you it was a mere chance," said Miss Thorn. "Some people like his writing, I have to confess," said the Celebrity, "Do you know anything about that man, Miss Trevor?" I asked abruptly. "See here, Miss Trevor," I said to her one day after we had become more


id: 5383
title: The Celebrity, Volume 01
author: Churchill, Winston
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  That night I found a new friend, although at the time I thought Farrar''s "How are you, old man?" said he, hardly waiting for Farrar to introduce "It will take money, Mr. Cooke," said Farrar, "and you haven''t won the "Damn the money!" said Mr. Cooke, and we knew he meant it. The more I worked on the case, the clearer it became to me that Mr. Farquhar Fenelon Cooke''s great-uncle had been either a consummate Mr. Cooke one morning at his usual place in the Lake House bar holding of how Mr. Cooke came to establish his country-place near Asquith would "It is Charles Wrexell, I think," said Farrar, as though the matter were "That must be your friend Cooke," remarked the Celebrity, looking up. "How do you like Mohair?" I asked Mrs. Cooke. "Fenelon," said Mrs. Cooke, "luncheon is waiting." house-warming, knew as little about Farquhar Fenelon Cooke, the man, as


id: 5372
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 08
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Mr. Richard," he said earnestly, as he bade me good-by, "I kennt Mr. Manners''s mind when he lea''d here. ''Send a fellow to Marlboro'' Street for Mr. Richard Carvel, my good "Captain," I said to my old friend, "I have a rare joy this day in making "What plan, sir!" said Captain John Paul, those wonderful eyes of his "So you have come to your own again, Richard, my lad," said Mr. Marmaduke, breaking in upon my train. I tell you, Richard," said my Lord, "by "I will tell you what you said once, Richard," she answered, her voice "Dear Richard," she said, "I believe I have loved you always. "I have never been happy in all my life before, Richard dear," she said. "''Tis like gone days to see you again, Richard," he cried. "I do not tell you that I shall change my life, Richard, for I have said


id: 5369
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 05
author: Churchill, Winston
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  in, Dolly and I on the back seat, Comyn told the man to go to Mr. Manners''s. London, such friends as my Lord Comyn and Mr. Walpole, whose great father said he, turning to John Paul, "but I think ''twas your peacock coat that As if in answer to my troubled look, Mrs. Manners said, with a sigh: "Why, Richard," said Dorothy''s mother aside to me, "surely this cannot be "Pardon me, sir, but I shall not have the position," said John Paul, "Lord Comyn has told you the truth," I said; "so much I know." "That you are not, Richard Carvel," said Mr. Fox. "You speak like a man, Mr. Carvel," said he. "If we should take a wherry, Richard," said Dolly, "who would know of it? "This honour overwhelms me, Miss Manners," he said; "but I know whom to "Richard Carvel," she said, "you have gone too far.


id: 5368
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 04
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "How know you I am a gentleman, Captain Paul?" I asked curiously. was not long in letting him know of the interest which Captain Paul had "John Paul," said MacMuir, with admiration in his voice and gesture, "Captain Paul," said I, "MacMuir has told me of your trouble. "Madam," I said, the title coming naturally, "I owe Captain Paul a debt I Captain Paul, as I have said, was a man of moods, and strangely affected "We shall go to Maryland together, Captain Paul," I said, "and waste no on," said he, "perhaps you will tell me something of yourself, Mr. Carvel, and of your friend, Captain Paul. He was again Captain Paul, the man, who fought his way on his own "You believe me, captain," I said, overcome by the man''s faith; "you "Mr. Manners shall answer for it to me!" cried John Paul again, and made


id: 5365
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 01
author: Churchill, Winston
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  But Mr. Carvel''s town house in Annapolis stands to-day, with its come to him, while young Carvel stood between laughter and fear of the "Does your grandfather know you are here, lad?" said Mr. Tilghman. "Master Carvel was indeed somewhat to blame, sir," said he, "and Weld is "Follow me, sir," said Mr. Carvel, in a voice so different that Philip drops his book. "God knows there was little jest in what I said," replied Mr. Carvell And after her came my Uncle Grafton and my grandfather, with all "Mr. Carvel," said Mr. Dulany to my grandfather, "I would strongly grandfather''s empty seat in the dining-room, and I learned that Mr. Carvel was in the garden with my Uncle Grafton and the Reverend Bennett child, Mr. Allen," said Mr. Carvel, his words coming slowly, as if each "No," I answered, "to do my uncle justice, he said not a word to Mr. Carvel about it."


id: 5374
title: A Modern Chronicle — Volume 01
author: Churchill, Winston
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  Thus came to pass an event in the lives of Uncle Tom and Aunt Mary, that Honora smiled from amidst the laces, and Aunt Mary, only too ready to "What''s the matter, Honora?" asked Aunt Mary, without pausing in her "Why, Aunt Mary!" Honora exclaimed, "he lived in a beautiful house, and "I can''t help it, Aunt Mary," said Honora. "Kiss your uncle good night, Honora, and go right to sleep, dear,"--from "No, Honora," said her aunt, "it didn''t come from New York." Aunt Mary "I''ve always told you I wasn''t going to marry you, Peter," said Honora, and Aunt Mary and Honora partook with Cousin Eleanor Hanbury, who had "I sometimes think, Mary, that Honora is a little like Randolph, and-Mrs. Randolph. "Tom," said Aunt Mary, "it was all very well to talk that way when Honora "I trust you won''t get like the New Yorkers, Honora," said Aunt Mary.


id: 5370
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 06
author: Churchill, Winston
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  occasions, I went off to Newmarket next day with Mr. Fox and Lord Ossory, "Sir, I am an old friend of Miss Manners," I replied, "having grown up When he heard that Mr. Fox and my Lord Comyn were below stairs he gave "Damn the little matter!" said Fox. "You have but to ride him with a gold bit, Richard," said Comyn, "and he "Mr. Manners''s man, sir," he added significantly, and handed me a little seen little of London; a three-bottle man who told a foul story and went I found Jack Comyn in Dover Street, and presently Mr. Fox came "Egad, Richard," said my Lord, when we had got to my lodgings, "I made "Well, Richard," said he, slipping his arm through mine as we came out We went in three coaches, and besides Dorothy and Mr. Marmaduke, the company included Lord and Lady Carlisle, Sir Charles and


id: 5371
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 07
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Your very good health, Mr. Richard," he said; "and may you come to your "If any letters came to Marlboro'' Street from you, Mr. Carvel never dropped eyes on ''em." a Carvel''s word," says the captain, "(always excepting Grafton and his "One day, before your mother died, she sent for me," said he, "and I came he will need you.'' I knew she was thinking of Grafton," said the "He shall tell us when we come back," said Mr. Bordley. "Richard," said my uncle, staring ahead of him, "I came to offer you a "And what say you, Richard?" said Mr. Swain, without a shade of accent in "Gad''s life!" cries Tom, "here comes Puritan Richard, in his broad rim. "Come, my man of affairs, join us a hand!" says the doctor to me. "Will you come in for a moment, Richard?" she said, quite calmly.


id: 5366
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 02
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Who is this, Richard?" asks Miss Manners, pointing a small forefinger. reached out and took my hand, for I sat near him, and said: "Those are strong words, Richard, my lad," said he, bringing his eyebrows I think, if dear Mrs. Manners could have had her way, Dolly yesterday," said Dolly, "and as they came out upon the road they looked "And you shall have your Patty Swain, Richard," Mr. Carvel continued. "How well I recall this day, eighteen years ago, Richard," she said. already come, or a vague intuition of some impending news drawn from Mrs. Manners and Dorothy, I know not. "Would you miss me if I went away, Richard?" she asked, in a low voice. "I think Dorothy will miss you more than any of them, Richard," said he. "Look you, Richard," he said, the water coming into his "Which does not look as if she were coming back within the year," said


id: 5367
title: Richard Carvel — Volume 03
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Then ask my Lord Comyn, who knows your Duke of Chartersea," said Betty. "Richard!" cried the captain, and grasped my hand in both his own. "Colonel Washington," said the captain, "this is Mr. Richard Carvel, the "Your father was a brave man, sir," he said soberly, "and it seems you "''Tis a pity, Richard," said he, smiling thoughtfully at the captain, "I believe I shall one day take part in a great sea-fight," I said. "The lad has his father''s impulse," he said to Captain Daniel. "Mr. Washington," said the captain, "old Mr. Carvel has ever been a good "Let me deal with this young gamecock, Comyn," cried the captain, with an know-it-alls," said Mr. Carvel; "he leaves a man to convince himself. "As I hope to live," said Mr. Carvel when the doctor was gone, "one would "This is Mr. Richard Carvel," said Mr. Claude.


id: 5395
title: The Crisis — Volume 08
author: Churchill, Winston
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  The General rode past without a word, but I heard him telling the story "''Grant,'' said I, ''you give me men enough and time enough to look over "I reckon it does, General," said Clarence, still smiling. "Is--is the General a nice man?" asked Mr. Lincoln, his eyes twinkling. "Major Brice is a friend of mine, General," he said. "Sherman," said Mr. Lincoln, "you don''t want the Major right away, do "Certainly, Mr. Lincoln," said my General, "you may have Brice. "Miss Carvel," said the President, looking at her intently, "I have "No, thank you," said Virginia; "I think that I can say what I have come "Virginia," said Mr. Lincoln, "I have not suffered by the South, I have And, Steve," said Mr. Lincoln, putting his hand again on Virginia''s "From what I hear of him, he was something of a man," said Stephen.


id: 3738
title: A Far Country — Volume 3
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I am flattered," said Nancy, "that a person so affaire should find time remarkable things you have done--even in New York the other day a man was asking me if I knew Mr. Paret, and spoke of you as one of the coming men. "You really wouldn''t want to find that, Hugh," she said in another voice, "I was just asking Paret about the telephone affair," said Mr. Tallant. "I suppose you want something handsome, Hugh," he said, looking at me "I have asked you to come here, Mr. Paret," said the banker, "not only "I believe in taking life in my own hands," I said. "It ought to be life," said Nancy. "I shan''t need all that, Hugh," Maude said, when I handed her a letter of "Look here, Hugh," he said, "we may as well face the fact that we''ve got "It''s my business to know things," said Judd Jason, and added to Tallant,


id: 3736
title: A Far Country — Volume 1
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "If you''re really going off on a business trip for a day or two, Mr. Paret" (she generally addressed my father thus formally), "I think I''ll the big steel-works, my mother told me, belonging to Mr. Durrett and Mr. Hambleton, the father of Ralph Hambleton and the grandfather of Hambleton "Get out of the way!" said Tom, with a little squeak in his voice. appealing look which I know now was a sign of mother love struggling with "Hugh," he said, "your mother tells me that you have confessed to going, "She went away, Hugh," replied my mother, looking greatly troubled. said:--"I think I''d better walk with the girls to-morrow, Hugh." sitting-room at home, and my father and mother there, thinking of me. He talked a while of my father, to whom, so he said, he had looked up "It is a good thing, Robert," said my mother.


id: 3737
title: A Far Country — Volume 2
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "Do you know a man named Krebs in the House?" I said. Theodore Watling had once said to me that the man who can best keep his "A man likes to succeed in his profession, of course," I said. "I asked you to come here to-day, Hugh, because I wished you to know that "A man like you, Hugh?" she said gently. to town and spent much of his time in Mr. Paret''s office smoking Mr. Watling''s cigars and discussing the coming campaign, in which he took a look at Maude, who sat across the table; thereafter I began to feel that "I want to help Maude all I can,--if she''ll let me," Nancy said. "I like her very much indeed," said Nancy, a little gravely. "I have been thinking a long time, I have a little scheme," he said, "and when I went home I asked Maude to call on Mrs. Scherer.


id: 3765
title: Coniston — Volume 04
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I am glad you came to me, my dear," said Miss Lucretia, taking her hand. "I am going to Coniston," said Cynthia, "to ask him if those things are "You are a remarkable girl, Cynthia," said Miss Lucretia, involuntarily. they drove away Cynthia took one last look at Jethro standing on the "I won''t go back to-night, I think," said Cynthia, turning her head away; "I was going to ask Miss Bruce to take me in," said Cynthia. Bob went into that little room where Jethro and Cynthia had spent so many "Teachin'' school," said Jethro; "g-got Miss Goddard''s place." "Oh, Miss Lucretia, why did you come?" said Cynthia, "if I had known you "Cynthia," said Miss Lucretia, abruptly, "you don''t mean to say that you "His name," said Cynthia, "is Bob Worthington:" "No," said Cynthia, "I cannot marry him, Miss Lucretia. "Yes," said Jethro, "you''ll get your bill." Mr. Worthington had got his


id: 3764
title: Coniston — Volume 03
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "I guess it would, Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia, laughing. Cynthia and Ephraim knew, and Coniston guessed, that Jethro "Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia, "sometimes I forget that you''re a great, "Come on," said Cynthia, in one of those startling little tempers she was "Yes," said Cynthia; "Uncle Jethro has promised it to Cousin Ephraim, who "H-have a good time, Cynthy?" said Jethro, looking down into her face. "Uncle Jethro," she said, "I thought you told Mr. Sutton to give Cousin Both Cynthia and Jethro felt that he would have liked to have said "Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia, "Mr. Sutton does not believe me when I tell "Er--Ephraim knows it," said Jethro. "Yes," said Susan, "we have got Cynthia to come down at last." "You are like all men," said Cynthia, "you look at the clothes, and not "Do come, Mr. Worthington," said Susan, warmly, wondering at Cynthia''s


id: 3763
title: Coniston — Volume 02
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "But you come a little mite late, hain''t you, Jethro?" he asked finally, William Wetherell was beginning to think that Jethro knew something also "I''m well, Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia. "Band stand in Brampton Street," said Jethro, and the storekeeper was "Uncle Jethro, I didn''t know you were such a great man," she said. William Wetherell began to realize the futility of trying to convince Mr. Bixby of his innocence in political matters, and glanced at Jethro. "Well, well," he said, "for a man who comes down here to stay with Jethro William Wetherell ventured to ask Jethro who the man was. "Well, Jethro," said the gentleman, "I''ve got to come into the Throne "Alvy," said Jethro, again, "''Uncle Tom''s Cabin'' comes to town "Yes, Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia, smiling in spite of herself. "Jethro Bass lives there, doesn''t he" said Mr. Duncan, with a laugh.


id: 3762
title: Coniston — Volume 01
author: Churchill, Winston
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  had in Coniston than that between Cynthia Ware and Jethro Bass. "Jethro Bass," said Jock, who, by reason of his ability, was a privileged in my time, and I tell you, Cynthia Ware, that Jethro''s got a kind of "Why don''t you read the book, Jethro?" Cynthia answered. What Paris looked like, or Berlin, or the Hospice of St. Bernard--though imaged by a winter Coniston--troubled Jethro not at all; "One thing that helped him," said Jethro, in indirect answer to this "Jethro," she said, with a terrifying sternness, "I am going to ask you a "C-come to leave this book for Cynthy," said Jethro. from the love of Cynthia Ware and Jethro Bass. "So Jethro Bass has become a great man," said Wetherell. knew that Cynthia Ware and Jethro Bass had ever loved each other. D-don''t like ''em?" said Jethro. Jethro Bass dropped Wetherell''s hand, but answered nothing.


id: 9404
title: The Story of the Malakand Field Force: An Episode of Frontier War
author: Churchill, Winston
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  Camps, no fighting, no Malakand Field Force, no story. advanced, several commanding officers were warned by their men, that This force, under command of Lieutenant-Colonel McRae, 45th Sikhs, was The attack on the Malakand and the great frontier war had begun. TOTAL NON-COMMISSIONED OFFICERS AND MEN KILLED AND WOUNDED--153. When the attack on the fort began, the enemy numbered perhaps 1500 men. 1. Sir Bindon Blood with two brigades of the Malakand Field Force and possible to find camping grounds in the valleys which are not commanded enemy, coming on in a great half-moon nearly three miles long and firing of the British officers and men, killed the day before, took place of the cavalry, and was several times informed by general officers that Captain Cole and his men left the Mamund Valley, the Guides Cavalry, officers and 251 men had been killed and wounded out of a fighting force


id: 50906
title: Savrola: A Tale of the Revolution in Laurania
author: Churchill, Winston
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  "And I," said Savrola, "know the Lauranian people. "Perhaps you are right," said Savrola reflectively, "I am half inclined "Well," said Savrola speaking slowly and appearing to weigh his words, "Because I am going to the ball that night," said Savrola deliberately. "Moret," said Savrola with strange earnestness, "we have settled that; "Look at that statue," said Savrola suddenly, indicating a magnificent "If I thought that," said Savrola, "I should kill myself to-night out "Yes," said the Secretary, "in the City-Hall; Savrola is going to "Louis, come with me," said Savrola to Moret; "you can drop me and take "Look here, old man," said Molara familiarly,--he felt he wanted a "I shall be at the Mayoralty," said Savrola; "you may come and fetch me "Well," said Savrola, "Moret is there, and he has full powers." "Well," said Savrola, "you must take men as you find them; few are


