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id: 18581
title: Adrift in New York: Tom and Florence Braving the World
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  "I cannot bear to hear you speak so, uncle," said Florence Linden, in "Indeed, Florence, you ought to know," said Curtis, sinking his voice "Let me help you, Uncle John," said Florence, eagerly. "Look here, Tim Bolton," said Curtis, drawing up a chair, and lowering "Let me take your bag, Miss Florence," said Dodger, reaching out his "Mrs. O''Keefe," said Dodger, "this is the young lady I spoke to you "Dodger," said he, "you''d better go right over to Tim Bolton''s. "You can tell Tim Bolton," said Dodger, "that I don''t intend to come "No, Dodger; I don''t think you will," said Florence, laughing. "Dodger''s late this evening, Mrs. O''Keefe," said Florence, going up to "Shure I didn''t know you cared so much for the boy," said Mrs. O''Keefe, with a shrewd look at Florence''s anxious face. "If I could only know how Florence is getting along," Dodger said,


id: 35393
title: The Revellers
author: Tracy, Louis
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  "Oah, it''s you, is it, Mr. Pickerin''?" said Bolland, and Martin''s quick But Mrs. Bolland had caught the flicker of amazement in Martin''s eye and "John thinks te mak'' him a minister," said Mrs. Bolland with genial "She''s a queer little girl," said Mrs. Bolland, as Martin and she Mrs. Saumarez, leading Angèle by the hand, thought she would like to Mrs. Saumarez and Angèle returned to The Elms, but Martin had to forego Mrs. Bolland, drying her eyes, now that Martin had returned, noticed his "Angèle Saumarez came out without her mother," said Martin. "Martin," said the farmer gravely, "did ye surely hear Kitty Thwaites "You know Angèle Saumarez?" said the girl suddenly. "If she''s wi'' Martin, she''ll be all right," said Bolland. "But," questioned Elsie, "Martin Bolland said he heard her crying out afternoon, so Angèle, having said good-by to the colonel and Martin in


id: 39724
title: The Imitator: A Novel
author: Pollard, Percival
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  "The thing is already on the wane," said young Orson Vane, making a wry Vane looked, and presently sighed a little. "The secret you are seeking," said the man who had put his hand on Orson "Mere trickery," said the Professor, "the sort of thing that the knaves Orson Vane, in the meanwhile, was as if there was but one thing in life A young man so prominent in the town as Orson Vane had naturally a very Orson Vane gave a sort of gasp as the man withdrew. The smart world received the change in Orson Vane with no immediate "Time we went home, girls," said Vane, at last, disengaging himself So strange a thing is the soul of man that Orson Vane, riding towards "Then it''s Orson Vane," said the Professor, not so blind after all. Orson Vane took a definite place in the world of fashion that season.


id: 33839
title: Problem on Balak
author: Aycock, Roger D.
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  Captain Corelli, who was on the point of calling the Quack at the Gibbons, like a true scientist, stood by with his mouth open, "You speak Terran fluently," Gibbons said. A couple of dozen other Balakians, looking exactly like him, bore down Corelli and Gibbons and I stared at each other like three fools. "The Quack is our only hope," Captain Corelli said, and groaned at the "We have learned enough already from Haslop," Gaffa said, "to know ourselves and our environment," Gaffa said, "because we know that no "One of these two," said Gaffa, pointing to the two Haslops, "is the "Won''t work," one of the Haslops said disgustedly. "Jerk," I said, and went back to Gibbons and Corelli, who were arguing a "I could have told you it wouldn''t work," one Haslop said when Gibbons Captain Corelli said the "I''ve learned to like Haslop so well after twenty-two years," he said,


id: 40449
title: The Woman with One Hand, and Mr. Ely''s Engagement
author: Marsh, Richard
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  "Mrs. Barnes," I said, still staring at the patch of red upon my hand, "For all I know, Mr. Duncan Rothwell lies murdered at Mrs. Barnes''s As I read this scarcely judicious appeal I told myself that Mrs. Barnes was certainly wrong in saying that I knew that her mysterious "Miss Truscott, I''m a business man, and I like to do things in a I know how to make a girl like me as well as any man--look at The gentleman extended one hand to Mr. Ash and the other to Mr. Ely. "Never mind, Mr. Ely; as a business man you know that a good "Miss Truscott, I don''t think you quite know what sort of man I am." "Look here, Miss Truscott, I''ve told you already that I am not a man Mr. Ely turned on Mrs. Clive with something that was very like a


id: 50988
title: Bodyguard
author: Gold, H. L. (Horace Leonard)
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  "I''m delighted to meet you, Mrs. Gabriel Lockard," the fat man said, she thought, the best way; her body was much too good a one to risk so "Too bad he got married," the young man said. And I know you have that man''s--the real Gabriel millions stashed away," the young man said angrily as Gorman remained "Sit down, Carmody," Gabriel said cordially, as he handed the newcomer "You''re the real Gabriel Lockard." His big body was "That other man is the real Carmody now, isn''t he?" She looked up at "Look, Gorman," Carmody said, "I''m not working for you; I''m working for "Look here, Gorman," Carmody said, in a low voice that gradually Gabriel Lockard''s, formerly housed in Jed Carmody''s body, now opened "You''ll run, Mr. Lockard," John Keats'' body said as he entered the "It was a good body," he said, not looking at


id: 59814
title: Brainchild
author: Slesar, Henry
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  "Dr. Minton warned us," one of the men said, lifting Ron''s bony wrist "Andy!" A tall man with a frowning face appeared behind the boy. "Yes, sir," Ron Carver said. boys began to run when they saw their Flyers, and Ron found his arm Ron said: "Andy, I''m in trouble. _Play the game._ Ron said to himself. Ron dropped the PF to earth as soon as his eyes spotted the first sign Ron Carver watched the back of the young boy''s neck for twenty minutes, A boy no older than Ron''s new body opened it. The tall boy studied Ron''s face. "You cheat." A thrill ran through Ron''s new body as he said it, and he "Oh, I know about that," Ron said airily. "Minton," Ron Carver''s voice said. "Yes!" Ron said. "Yes!" Ron said. "I, too, need answers," the Ron-body said stiffly. "All right, then," the Ron-body said coldly.


id: 51773
title: Scent Makes a Difference
author: Stamers, James
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  "Well, now," Dr. Doogle said, drumming his fat fingers, "I don''t think "I want to know how it happens," I said, and I settled firmly into the "And an egg on the shoe is the breakfast I didn''t have," I said. Pass quiet nights in no-mind, Mr. Jones, sleep beyond "I don''t know your name," he said, "but I have a very important hours'' sleep myself, to ask you to stop doing it, if you don''t mind." "Didn''t even know they existed," he said. Jones," he said. Jones," he said. "I never really got over Kate," I said. "Look, Kate," I said. "I thought it was odd I should dream about my husband," she said. "Look," he said, "I want you to keep away from Kate. "Oh, I don''t know, Haroldkin," Kate said. "A bomb went off," she said. When I looked up, this probable Kate had gone.


id: 51996
title: My Pretty Maid; or, Liane Lester
author: Miller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.
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  Liane knew it was Miss Clarke, the beauty "You poor, pretty little thing, did Miss Roma fly in a rage and slap The maid had adroitly let Mrs. Clarke know all about Liane, and now she Don''t you think it''s unfair, Liane, to have Roma Clarke''s father and Beautiful Roma looked after Mr. Clarke with angry eyes, muttering: young woman, who only stayed, as she had frankly told Liane, for Mrs. Clarke''s sake. Liane, but I''m an old woman, and I know what''s best for you, girl. Roma lifted her white face and glittering eyes to Mrs. Clarke''s anxious "My daughter Roma has lost her maid; she wishes to offer Liane the And just then came the note from Roma Clarke, offering Liane a equal!" cried Roma angrily, as she tossed Liane''s answer to her mother. Mrs. Clarke had pitied and admired Liane until her rivalry with Roma, Liane Lester, the poor girl," cried Mrs. Clarke warmly.


id: 56230
title: The Amethyst Cross
author: Hume, Fergus
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  "Your father is an odd man," said George ruefully, "and he certainly "I want to know exactly how she came to be my nurse?" said Lesbia. "What''s come to George, you mean," said Lesbia, looking up. "Lesbia," said Mr. Hale quietly, "gave you the cross yesterday evening "Listen, Mr. Hale," he said, when Lesbia''s father was on the point of "George is the only man in the world for me," said Lesbia firmly, "I never met your mother," said Mrs. Walker, dropping Lesbia''s hand "But you forget, father, that the cross has to be produced by Mrs. Walker''s nephew or niece," said Lesbia doubtfully. "I shall marry no one but George," said Lesbia obstinately. "I will do as I please and so shall Lesbia," said Mrs. Walker, "Is he, George?" asked Lesbia quickly, and she remembered what Mrs. Walker had said in the drawing-room. "About my father--that is about Mr. Hale," said Lesbia, who had been


id: 51295
title: The Man Who Was Six
author: Wallace, F. L. (Floyd L.)
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  mind in a sound body, but Dan Merrol had too "They said you were Dan Merrol at the hospital, but they must room and the name had to be his, and anyway he _felt_ like Dan Merrol. "That should be the top of Dan Merrol''s head," she said softly. Dan Merrol--but he wasn''t going to insist on it--not after looking at At least he knew who or what Dan Merrol was--the pilot of the Mars Dan Merrol was a spaceship pilot and he hadn''t included it among his "I know this is wrong," she said, pressing against him. "Glad to see you," said Doctor Crander, behind the desk. "Miss Jerrems, the Dan Merrol file." He was not a man, Merrol thought. "Come in," she said, looking around Merrol was glad to see one man who wasn''t impressed by office routines. "Thanks," said Merrol, letting go. Crander hadn''t said.


id: 54350
title: Jed, the Poorhouse Boy
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  Fogson took his place beside Percy, and curtly desired Jed to walk "I wish you had heard the squire, too, Jed!" said Mrs. Fogson, detecting "Come again soon, squire," said Mrs. Fogson with a frosty smile. "Mr. Fogson," said Jed, "when Mr. Avery was here I had money given me "Jed," said the doctor, "Mrs. Fogson admits that she scalded her husband "If you don''t like the doctor you had better tell him so," said Jed; "he "Mrs. Fogson," said the actor, "I am going to ask a favor." "Yes," said Jed, repeating his part, "yes, Mr. Glendower, I am a poor boy, but those who look down upon me will one day "If you have any doubt about it, Miss Holbrook, just write a note to Mr. Simeon Fogson, and ask him what he thinks of Jed Gilman." "I don''t think _you_ need ask, Percy Dixon," said Jed coldly.


id: 57613
title: A Barren Title: A Novel
author: Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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  John Fildew at this time was about fifty-two years of age, but looked peculiar your father is, dear," said Mrs. Fildew afterwards, "and what "Ah, yes, Clem''s a good boy; a model son in every way." Macer looked "Suppose I am Lord Loughton?" said Mr. Fildew, quietly, as he resumed "Flicker knows where a letter will always find me," said the earl, "THIS must be the house, No. 105 Cadogan Place," said Clement Fildew "I wish you to bear in mind, Mr. Fildew," said Mora, as she took the "For Mora''s sake, Mr. Fildew," said Miss Browne, "I am glad to be able to his son and nodding a good-morning, the earl went, leaving Clem at "My lord," said Mr. Flicker, turning to the earl, "may I take the people said, "What a well-informed man the Earl of Loughton seems to you to the Earl of Loughton," he said.


id: 57975
title: Excavating a Husband
author: Wallis, Ella Bell
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  a man as Captain Shannon must be," concluded Miss Katherine. to Miss Katherine''s going to view the place for rent. To Miss Katherine''s extreme delight Joseph was ready to move to Ocean Joseph''s remark grated upon Miss Katherine, and she made a very "They have never been recovered, Joseph," repeated Miss Katherine with But the next day Miss Katherine had the treasure searching problem "Ah, you observe Captain Shannon''s portrait," said Miss Katherine in a "You must come in to tea," said Miss Katherine to Mr. Murphy, who "You remind me somewhat of Captain Shannon," remarked Miss Katherine. passion with the Captain," explained Miss Katherine. "How are you feeling to-day, Mr. Murphy?" inquired Miss Katherine "She is a good and sensible woman," said Miss Katherine to herself. When Miss Katherine had bade Mr. Murphy good afternoon, on the day of In a couple of days Mr. Murphy informed Miss Katherine that he thought


id: 53819
title: The Coil of Carne
author: Oxenham, John
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  "''Tain''t for the likes o'' me, sir, to talk about my betters," said Mrs. Jex, with a doubtful shake of the head. "HE won''t let us," said Jim. Then, intent silence as a sand-piper came hopping along a ridge. "Jim?" said Mrs. Rimmer, looking steadfastly at Jack. "It looks like it," said Sir Denzil, and forbore to argue the matter Each time they came home Sir Denzil and Eager looked cautiously for beautiful in every way each time the boys came home; Jack more "What are they wanting here, I''d like to know," said Jim, still "Go now, boys," said Sir Denzil, "and tell Mr. Eager I would be glad "Seen Mr. Eager?" asked Jack when Jim came in. "Jim, old boy, this mustn''t divide us," said Jack next day, when both "See here, my boy," said Sir George, slipping his arm through Jim''s,


id: 60683
title: Baker''s Dozens
author: Harmon, Jim
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  "Yes, Virginia, there really are space pirates," Baker assured her. "Too much work," Baker said, gagging over the native beer. man was the true Baker, he was undoubtedly destroyed. Remember how they said they thought of Baker as one of their own and "Professor Gentle," Baker said hastily, "I have many friends. "I meant pictures," Baker said hastily. "I doubt this story very much," Street said to the director. By the time the police of Lintz reached the living room, Baker was gone. "I hope you don''t mind, old boy," Baker said. What did Baker look like? slenderizing that if a man knew _he_ wasn''t Baker, he had to doubt "Really, Director!" Street said. "A man has to be clever to be Baker." "You are NOT Baker!" the director shrieked. "Who is this person who is really Baker?" the director asked. "The fools," Baker said to himself.


id: 60253
title: The Noble Rogue
author: Orczy, Emmuska Orczy, Baroness
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  "My great-uncle, the late Lord Stowmaries, shipped my father, mother Michael Kestyon, cousin to my lord of Stowmaries and like him The man whom Lord Stowmaries saw at this moment, with flushed face and personally he cared little what Michael felt so long as the young man "We must be as good as our word, my lord," said the astute Sir John. "Nay then!" he said lustily, "we''ll all call on the turtle doves at St. Denis to-night, and whilst my lord of Stowmaries pays up like a man for Michael Kestyon had carried off the bride and Lord Stowmaries could not Pye, and apparently to my lord Stowmaries'' idiocy, Michael Kestyon her partners in the great life-gamble, Lord Stowmaries, Sir John and "My Cousin Michael is Lord of Stowmaries now. were cousins, so Michael had said when first the young man entered and


