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id: 18876
title: Woman Triumphant (La Maja Desnuda)
author: Blasco Ibáñez, Vicente
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  The master looked for a long while at one of the copyists--an old man, The master saw those grotesque eyes like those of a sea-monster, fixed Renovales thought that art is like light, which acquires color and its pale roses like a sea-shell, was Renovales'' desire and envy; to live As Mariano Renovales recalled the first years of his life, his memory, artists, shouted to the painter, till Renovales came down with his box came to life every week under Renovales'' brush--he could paint it with Renovales, who had feared for Josephina''s life, believing that her weak, When the baby was a year old, the great crisis in Renovales'' life "Oh, Pepe, if I had only stayed like you, master of my time and my work, master, talking everywhere about "his friend, Renovales!" with a sort of an artist, so that people might not pass by the great Renovales without


id: 601
title: The Monk: A Romance
author: Lewis, M. G. (Matthew Gregory)
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  ''You are doubtless lately arrived at Madrid,'' said Lorenzo to his fair ''You are young and just entering into life,'' said He; ''Your heart, new Leonella then hastened to quit the Church; The lovely Antonia Scarcely had Don Christoval ceased to speak, when the Domina of St. Clare appeared, followed by a long procession of Nuns. ''Well, Antonia!'' said the Aunt, as soon as She had quitted the Church; death at my heart; Yet an hour, and I shall be in a better world.'' Mother of Antonia, Lorenzo could not help expecting to find in Elvira to think of Lorenzo, that till Sleep closed her eyes She thought of time to give a few moments to love and to Antonia. Lorenzo had scarcely time to read these lines, when Elvira returned to At this moment casting her eyes round, She saw near her Lorenzo and the


id: 13243
title: In the Palace of the King: A Love Story of Old Madrid
author: Crawford, F. Marion (Francis Marion)
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  Mendoza knew all of fear for the man she loved, that any woman could hand to Dolores'' father; but the old man pretended that he saw nothing, Dolores began to tell her all Mendoza had said, but Inez soon Dolores listened intently, and her face brightened a little as Inez went Slowly the old man drew the bolt, while Dolores'' heart stood still, and "Except yourself!" Dolores loved the words, and gently pressed his hand. "This is the room," Don John said, speaking for the first time since King Philip''s hands strained at the arms of his great chair, and he half Don John looked at him a moment, and turned away without answering, or "You do not wish Dolores to marry Don John of Austria, then," said the the King was with Don John, Mendoza would have gone back at that moment "Our father must have come in some time after the King," she said, in


id: 33244
title: Maximina
author: Palacio Valdés, Armando
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  "Good afternoon, Don Miguel," said the boat-woman, showing genuine joy The husband and wife looked into each other''s eyes, and Miguel felt a Miguel, perceiving the trembling of her hands, smiled, and said:-Miguel looked at her a moment, with a quizzical expression, and said:-"Maximina, I suppose that you don''t know," said the cruel little "What did you want, Miguel?" asked Julia, coming in. One evening Julia, Miguel, Maximina, and Don Alfonso formed a little "What a good woman your wife must be!" said Miguel''s friends, when they Miguel and Maximina noticed these things, and had many times commented Miguel took her by the hands and looked at her for several moments, his And at the same time, making a little face at Miguel, she said in a low "Come now, that is the great country for Maximina," said Miguel. "I have come at last," said Miguel, looking straight into his eyes.


id: 38411
title: Froth: A Novel
author: Palacio Valdés, Armando
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  "Here comes Ramoncito," said Esperanza, looking towards the door. "Come, you are just like my daughter and her husband," said Señora de "I am no connoisseur in male beauty," said the young man, laughing at "Hallo, little lady," said he, going up to Clementina and taking her by you should love me," said the young man, again somewhat piqued. "Well, Señor," said the man, turning his cap in his hands, and looking young man then took his leave, pressing the lady''s hand with affection Clementina passed the two men to shake hands with Pepa, her eyes met her beamed on Clementina''s face as she saw the young man at the door. little rooms, she said, with a smile: look, first at Clementina and then at Alcázar, said to the young man: The young man stood doubtful with his hand on the door; but Clementina


id: 41184
title: Whither Thou Goest
author: Le Queux, William
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  Jack Hargrave, a young man of good family, but a bit of a _mauvais for the present, good-bye." And poor Guy Rossett, fondly thinking that Guy argued calmly that Isobel was a lady, and of good family. "The man you were dining with, Guy Rossett?" replied Farquhar quietly. "What of Guy Rossett?" asked Contraras abruptly, when the two men were "This affair of Guy Rossett was very pressing." He turned to Moreno and "Lady Mary would love to be near Guy, and she cannot leave her father. Of course, Lady Mary knew that Moreno was the friend. "Some little time ago, Mr Guy Rossett, at present attached to Madrid, Isobel tell me you are a great friend of Moreno." of man, like Guy Rossett, for instance, on whom most women looked with a "Guy Rossett is here, in the next room." It was Moreno who spoke.


id: 47379
title: A Bold Stroke for a Husband: A Comedy in Five Acts
author: Cowley, Hannah
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  _Car._ Not at home!--come, sir, what have you received for telling that _Car._ Sure, ''tis Julio. _Cæsar._ Then let my daughter drop her perverse humour; ''tis a more _Min._ A cousin, sir!--No, ''tis Donna Olivia, your daughter--my _Oliv._ Yes he has a very pretty kind of conversation; ''tis like a _Cæsar._ Yes, sir, she''s remarkably timid,--She''s in the right cue, I _Oliv._ ''Tis a very fine day, sir. _Gar._ I speak of Donna Olivia, heiress to Don Cæsar de Zuniga. _Julio._ Come, no more, Garcia; thou art but a sort of male vixen _Vict._ You guess right; I love a married man. _Oliv._ But we retire separately, sir; that lady is a woman of honour, _Julio._ I believe I shall have that pleasure, madam. _Julio._ Lovely Donna Olivia, how charming is this frankness!--''Tis a _Cæsar._ My dear Don Julio, thou art my guardian angel--shall I have a


id: 51145
title: Asmodeus; or, The Devil on Two Sticks
author: Le Sage, Alain René
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  "Signor Asmodeus," replied Leandro Perez, "it is, as you know, long you observe two young men with an old woman?" "Yes," replied Cleophas, said Leandro, "the man does appear deeply affected; but I perceive, in his life." "His was indeed a noble mind," replied the sick man, "as child?" cried Marcella in reply; "and why should we leave this poor man on that you may depend." "Answer me, Count!" replied the old man Here Don Cleophas interrupted the Devil: "Signor Asmodeus," said he, "Signor," replied the old man, "after this frankness, which belongs more honourable,'' replied the old man, ''it would not be worth following her eyes opened, and looking on the old man, she said to him with Don Fabricio was about to reply; but the lady, placing her hand in shall not occupy your time in vain," replied the Devil, "in telling


id: 53317
title: The Novel on the Tram
author: Pérez Galdós, Benito
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  "Poor countess!" he said, expressing with a movement of his head and passengers come to populate the little world that lives inside the tram. As he said this Mudarra moved a few steps nearer to the countess Mudarra, on leaving the countess''s room, went in the direction of The tram kept going and in the short time it had taken me to read I saw him get up, ask for the tram to stop and get off, losing sight Cascajares, the Countess, the Count, Mudarra, the gallant young man, "Madam, look," the young man responded, taking out the letter and Suddenly the piano stopped sounding and the Countess cried The woman looked at me for a moment and then laughed in my face. "For crying out loud, what countess?" exclaimed the woman, laughing Did you know her too?" said the man with the "What countess?" the man asked, interrupting me.


