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charset=UTF-8 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 5 resourceName b'5166.txt' 33206 txt/../wrd/33206.wrd 33206 txt/../pos/33206.pos === file2bib.sh === id: 7711 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 10 date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/7711.txt cache: ./cache/7711.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 4 resourceName b'7711.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 7712 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 11 date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/7712.txt cache: ./cache/7712.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 3 resourceName b'7712.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 21109 author: Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs. title: Big Game: A Story for Girls date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/21109.txt cache: ./cache/21109.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 4 resourceName b'21109.txt' 8374 txt/../wrd/8374.wrd 8374 txt/../pos/8374.pos 33206 txt/../ent/33206.ent 11869 txt/../pos/11869.pos 13996 txt/../wrd/13996.wrd 11869 txt/../wrd/11869.wrd 13996 txt/../pos/13996.pos === file2bib.sh === id: 45749 author: Hope, Anthony title: A Change of Air date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/45749.txt cache: ./cache/45749.txt Content-Encoding UTF-8 Content-Type text/plain; charset=UTF-8 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 5 resourceName b'45749.txt' 8374 txt/../ent/8374.ent === file2bib.sh === id: 41791 author: Herbert, A. P. (Alan Patrick) title: The House by the River date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/41791.txt cache: ./cache/41791.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 4 resourceName b'41791.txt' 11869 txt/../ent/11869.ent 13996 txt/../ent/13996.ent === file2bib.sh === id: 7713 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 12 date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/7713.txt cache: ./cache/7713.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 6 resourceName b'7713.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 33206 author: MacKenzie, Compton title: Plashers Mead: A Novel date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/33206.txt cache: ./cache/33206.txt Content-Encoding UTF-8 Content-Type text/plain; charset=UTF-8 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 7 resourceName b'33206.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 11869 author: Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield title: Venetia date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/11869.txt cache: ./cache/11869.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 8 resourceName b'11869.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 8374 author: Kingsley, Charles title: Alton Locke, Tailor and Poet: An Autobiography date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/8374.txt cache: ./cache/8374.txt Content-Encoding UTF-8 Content-Type text/plain; charset=UTF-8 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 9 resourceName b'8374.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 13996 author: Sinclair, May title: The Divine Fire date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/13996.txt cache: ./cache/13996.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 9 resourceName b'13996.txt' Done mapping. Reducing subject-poets-gutenberg === reduce.pl bib === id = 11869 author = Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield title = Venetia date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 161644 sentences = 9556 flesch = 78 summary = 'I should like to know why Lord Cadurcis lives abroad?' said Venetia, 'Charming country, Lady Annabel,' said Mrs. Cadurcis, 'but worse 'I am sure that Lord Cadurcis always behaves well,' said Lady Annabel. 'Lord Cadurcis,' said Lady Annabel, interfering, 'do you like to look 'My dear madam,' said Lady Annabel, 'I am sure that Lord Cadurcis has 'My dear Mrs. Cadurcis,' said Lady Annabel, 'pray take luncheon after 'I think, dear child,' said Lady Annabel, 'you had better come and sit 'Pauncefort,' said Lady Annabel, 'Venetia has been in her father's 'You repay me by your love, Venetia,' said Lady Annabel, feeling that 'Do you know, Lady Annabel,' said Lord Cadurcis, 'that I was very 'Thank you, my lord,' said Lady Annabel, 'both Venetia and myself 'Venetia!' said Lady Annabel, 'I cannot doubt you love me.' 'But Venetia,' said Lady Annabel, in a voice of great emotion, 'No, mother,' said Venetia, to Lady Annabel's inexpressible surprise, cache = ./cache/11869.txt txt = ./txt/11869.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 5166 author = Jonson, Ben title = The Poetaster date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 49591 sentences = 6327 flesch = 88 summary = Jonson's comedy of humours, in a word, conceived of stage personages Tuc. Marry, I'll tell thee, old swaggerer; he was a poor blind, Come hither, Callimachus; thy father tells me thou art too pawning; go thy ways, if thou lack money I'll lend thee some; I'll Tib. Come, we shall have thee as passionate as Propertius, anon. Alb. Master Crispinus, you are welcome: pray use a stool, sir. Jul. Good, sir, let's entreat you to use your voice. Hor. Where I shall be fearful to draw you out of your way, sir; a Tuc. Kiss thy hand, my honourable active varlet, and embrace thee Tuc. Nay, thou shalt see that shall ravish thee anon; prick up this design; my Poetaster shall make thee a play, and thou shalt be Tuc. Give me thy hand, Agamemnon; we hear abroad thou art the Tuc. I am one of thy commanders, Caesar; a man of service and cache = ./cache/5166.txt txt = ./txt/5166.txt === reduce.pl bib === === reduce.pl bib === id = 7713 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 12 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 104306 sentences = 6298 flesch = 80 summary = "I damage my character!--and for a Count Peschiera!" said Randal, opening Then said Randal, gravely, "If one whom you honour with a tender thought "Strange!" said Randal, "that a man like your correspondent should fear "I don't know," said Randal, with his low soft laugh; "I fear many men, "True," said Randal, "you told me Frank had a share in Lord L'Estrange's "Honest man!" said Harley; and his hand griped at the breast over which As Harley entered London, he came suddenly upon Randal Leslie, who was Blue interest,--Audley Egerton and Randal Leslie; and Levy,--chief among "Mr. Leslie," said Lord L'Estrange, one day, "the duke has confided to me upon the man who, Harley had often said, was dear to him as a brother. with Levy, and hastening to Randal, laid hand on the young man's "You read well the heart of man," said Harley; "and I have owned to you cache = ./cache/7713.txt txt = ./txt/7713.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 13996 author = Sinclair, May title = The Divine Fire date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 234814 sentences = 17252 flesch = 86 summary = "I think," she said, "you do look a little happier." liked at any time to devote a little paragraph to Miss Poppy Grace, he "Perhaps I haven't been looking in very likely places," said Rickman, "Look here, Rickman," said Jewdwine, gently; "when are you going to "Gurra bed, Spinks," said Mr. Rickman severely to the young man. "I haven't talked," said Miss Palliser, "to a man thing for ages." To look at Mr. Rickman you would have said that all his mind was And for three days and three nights Lucia hardly gave a thought to Mr. Rickman. I don't know any Miss Parry," said Rickman wearily. At the moment Mr. Rickman did not look like obliging Mr. Soper with "Who knows?" said Rickman; and if Flossie's eyes had been candid they "That comes," said Rickman, "of taking things on trust." Mrs. Rickman said she thought he ought to know (as if cache = ./cache/13996.txt txt = ./txt/13996.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 21109 author = Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs. title = Big Game: A Story for Girls date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 68120 sentences = 4586 flesch = 85 summary = "I think it's about time to cut up that lovely new cake!" cried Margot, "Dear Jack, what can I do; a little girl like me?" cried Miss Margot, times, and he will grow worse and worse, if Margot encourages him like Margot loved to watch the lad at moments like these, when he strode send home!" suggested Ron; and, nothing loath, Margot entered the little Ron looked down into the little man's face with his beautiful dreamy A second time that day Margot came into close contact with Mr George Margot was delighted that the little man should have a chance of seeing "Mr Elgood," said Margot faintly, "you are very good, very kind; I am Like a true daughter of Eve, Margot did her best to help on this happy The way in which Margot said "Please!" with head on one side, and It was six days later when Margot opened her eyes, and found herself cache = ./cache/21109.txt txt = ./txt/21109.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7707 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 06 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 32176 sentences = 2137 flesch = 85 summary = Leonard and his mother found their way to a small public-house that lay "Poor child!" said Leonard, in a half whisper,--"he is not there. way, sir." Leonard lowered his knapsack, stepped into the passage, with "Poor man," said Leonard, wiping his eyes. "Shall we be as happy when we are great?" said Leonard, in his grand "Except the young lady you told me of," said Helen, turning away her "Take care, sir," cried Leonard; for the man, in stepping back, nearly over his shoulder full at Leonard--"why then, young sir, he would know "Well, sir," said Leonard, rising, "Heaven will give me strength to Leonard leaned his face on his hands, and for the first time in his life Leonard placed his own hand on the doctor's firmly, and said, in a fierce "Sir," said Leonard, with a strange calm return to the things about him, cache = ./cache/7707.txt txt = ./txt/7707.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7702 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 01 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 28077 sentences = 1490 flesch = 78 summary = Parson Dale and Squire Hazeldean parted company; the latter to inspect "Never mind me," said the parson, as Mrs. Fairfield dropped her quick "Upon my word, Dr. Riccabocca," said Mr. Dale, smiling, "you come in good "True; but the donkey!" said the parson; "I've a great mind to buy it." "He said that three-quarters of an hour ago, Charles dear," retorted Mrs. Dale, taking the arm of Dr. Riccabocca. "Poor man!" said Mrs. Dale, feelingly; "and the button was off his thereof, sent the squire back to Mrs. Hazeldean a much soberer man than Why, surely, Mr. Dale," said Mrs. Hazeldean, with spirit, heart, liked Miss Jemima better than Mrs. Hazeldean, of whom she was squire's lady;" Mrs. Hazeldean said, "Mrs. Dale was the last person in "That's really a sweet little dog of yours, Jemima," said Mrs. Dale, who said Frank, taking the squire's hand. cache = ./cache/7702.txt txt = ./txt/7702.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 8374 author = Kingsley, Charles title = Alton Locke, Tailor and Poet: An Autobiography date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 192588 sentences = 10757 flesch = 83 summary = letter set me thanking God that he has raised up men to do the work of idea, no man has _a right_ to refuse any body of men, into whose heart fellows worked like bricks, spent money, and got midshipman's half-pay God and man is, "Am I my brother's keeper?" Men ought to know the condition things, ought to know what the men are like to whose labour, ay, lifeblood, hands, eyes, and brain, followed by the long dreary day's work of the shop, people's friends in old times, just to educate poor scholars like you and "Come," I thought, "this looks like work at least." And as I went out my God!" said the old man, in a voice which had a deeper to prove that the working man has feelings like the rest of his kind, else for which you long, not from man, but from God, the King of men. cache = ./cache/8374.txt txt = ./txt/8374.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7705 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 04 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 31013 sentences = 1775 flesch = 79 summary = "Yes, my dear," said my mother, trying her best to look stately, "I am "I dare say a philosopher like Signor Riccabocca," said my uncle, "was Mrs. Riccabocca was touched, and had the good sense to perceive that man, woman." Mrs. Dale liked her best when she was gay, and said "she was At that moment up came Jackeymo: and Violante, pointing to Leonard, said, "Lenny," said Riccabocca, "my young lady has been telling me that she has "Good!" said, or rather grunted, an approving voice, but neither Mrs. Avenel nor the parson heard it. "My dear Mrs. Avenel," said the parson, coaxingly, "the cost need not be "Sir," said--Mrs. Avenel, interrupting the parson, "it is not because my and if Leonard Fairfield comes to be a great man, he will never find such "The great thing, in the mean while," said the parson, "would be to cache = ./cache/7705.txt txt = ./txt/7705.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7704 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 03 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 32316 sentences = 1631 flesch = 76 summary = a young gentleman, and going to visit the squire; and so Nick Stirn--" "/Per Bacco/!" said Dr. Riccabocca, putting his hand on Lenny's shoulder, Hazeldean), moistened eyes glanced at the squire's sun-burned manly face, As Stirn whispered, the squire's face grew long, Riccabocca's intercession, the parson was come to upbraid and the squire once, and his mother approved it; and the second or third day after Dr. Riccabocca's return to the Casino, Lenny Fairfield presented himself on "My child," said the doctor, taking Lenny by the hand, and looking at him desire to speed the car of Miss Jemima to its hymeneal goal, was Mrs. Dale so cruel towards her male friend, Dr. Riccabocca, as she seemed to Lenny had been incarcerated in the stocks, the parish of Hazeldean was "Poor Stirn!" said the squire, in a tone that evinced complacency, not "My dear Mr. Hazeldean," said the parson, taking his friend's hand, "I cache = ./cache/7704.txt txt = ./txt/7704.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7710 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 09 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 28933 sentences = 1771 flesch = 80 summary = "He certainly eats a great deal, does Pompey!" said Mrs. Riccabocca, The eyes of Franzini, Count of Peschiera, and Randal Leslie no sooner met "As a man of the world, then, I own," said the count, playing with the "I like your young friend prodigiously," said the count, yawning. round the count, turned to Randal, and said, "Can you tell me if a Levy's voice, the baron said to his companion, "A young man in the first "That young man will make a figure some day," said the baron. "Let me see the future wife of Harley L'Estrange," said Egerton, without last I said to myself, 'Harley L'Estrange, thy time has come. "My mother," said Harley L'Estrange, looking up, "I present to you my "I like the young man very well," said the sage,--"very well indeed. "You don't look like a dancing man," said Avenel, turning to the wit, who cache = ./cache/7710.txt txt = ./txt/7710.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7708 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 07 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 29934 sentences = 1922 flesch = 84 summary = Blanche here leaned both hands on my father's chair, and said, looking Your servant, sir, young man, come and talk." "That is a clever man," said Harley L'Estrange. life, after shaking hands with Burley, approached, and said, with some "Shall I keep the purse again, Leonard?" said Helen, coaxingly. "Speak to me in future, kind Mrs. Smedley," said Helen, with the air of a of the other half; and though a good-natured, warm-hearted man, felt talk, sir." Leonard meanwhile had got Helen out of the room into her "Mr. Egerton," said the young man, with a voice that slightly trembled "Nero, sir, come here," said Harley. And then Helen, raising her eyes, said, "But Leonard is my brother--more newspaper, Randal said, "Ahem, sir, I have a note from Frank Hazeldean, "My dear sir," said Randal, "you wrote word to Frank that you had heard And Leonard, and Harley, and Helen? cache = ./cache/7708.txt txt = ./txt/7708.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7709 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 08 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 28034 sentences = 1827 flesch = 82 summary = "My sister," replied the count, "do I look like a man who saved? "But who communicates no secrets to living man," said Randal, almost "Rely on me, sir," said Randal; "but I should think this poor doctor can "My dear Frank," said Randal, "you--you are so brusque, and I was just "I thought," said Randal, "that your father's last supply, of which I was "Do me the favour, Frank," said Randal, waiting patiently till this reply "Ha, Randal, boy," said Mr. Leslie, looking up lazily, "how d' ye do? So Randal looked at him in surprise, and said, "Do you, Sir?---why?" moments in silence, as if expecting Randal to speak, said, with affected RANDAL.--"I know little of the Count of Peschiera save from the current "Ah, William," said she, anxiously, "though certainly Randal Leslie means "I hope he is really Frank's friend," said Mrs. Hazeldean. "Good, faithful fellow," said Randal, examining the man's face, "say on. cache = ./cache/7709.txt txt = ./txt/7709.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7706 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 05 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 26421 sentences = 1819 flesch = 83 summary = "Well," said Richard, "I am not the sort of man you expected, eh? Richard Avenel never said anything more true. said Richard Avenel; "and now look down the High Street!" He took the "Digby, old fellow, can you lend me L100?" said Lord L'Estrange, clapping "Avenel is not a bad name," said Mrs. M'Catchley. "Present him, my love; I like clever people," said Mrs. M'Catchley, "Sir!" said Mrs. M'Catchley, startled, and lifting her glass. "A very fine young man your nephew, sir," resumed Mrs. M' Catchley. "You are very kind, sir," said poor Mr. Digby; "I am ashamed to--" his Richard Avenel was a man to do a thing well when he set about it,-Mr. Richard Avenel not only gave that /dejeune dansant/ in honour of Mrs. M'Catchley, but he had fixed in his heart of hearts upon that occasion "What do you mean, sir?" said Richard Avenel, in a very portentous growl. cache = ./cache/7706.txt txt = ./txt/7706.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7703 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 02 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 24343 sentences = 1297 flesch = 78 summary = "Is this the village of Rood?" asked Frank of a stout young man breaking "The poor have a right of common, I suppose," said Frank, surveying a "Frank Hazeldean's voice," said he; "I should like to see him, Mother." "You will go, Randal?" said Mrs. Leslie, after a pause. "Dear Randal," said Mrs. Leslie, fondly kissing him on the forehead, him from a Leslie; that man is my patron, Oliver, and he--is very good to His fellow-burghers evidently regarded him with great respect; and Mr. Egerton had penetration enough to perceive that Mr. Mayor must be a rich arm, and said, "I think I speak to a man of the world, sir?" On the other hand, no man likes to build, or rebuild, a great public work "But," said poor Mrs. Leslie, with tears in her eyes, "it would be a "Oh, you be young Squire Leslie," said the farmer, more respectfully, and cache = ./cache/7703.txt txt = ./txt/7703.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7712 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 11 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 45035 sentences = 2909 flesch = 83 summary = Squire, come here--your old friend, Leonard "Not that, sir," said Leonard, smiling; "but the world has thriven with "All I can answer, Audley," said L'Estrange, with a thoughtful brow, "is, "Excellent good man," said Randal, "but not with sufficient knowledge of In a word, Audley looked still the man for whom some young female heart SQUIRE (leaving Randal's arm and seizing Levy's).--"Were you speaking of BARON.--"My dear Leslie, a man of Mr. Hazeldean's time of life cannot "Audley Egerton," said Beatrice, lifting her dark, moistened eyes, "you Nora Avenel had fled from the boyish love of Harley L'Estrange, This interlude in the life of a man like Audley Egerton could Levy, who had known from Lady Jane of Harley's pursuit of Nora, had "Poor Nora," said Egerton, sighing, "she will think this answer brief and said: "In Egerton's world, man holds it far more dishonour to betray a cache = ./cache/7712.txt txt = ./txt/7712.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 7711 author = Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title = "My Novel" — Volume 10 date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 41788 sentences = 2580 flesch = 81 summary = With these words, Harley turned the young man's narrative into new "Father," said Violante, colouring, "it is your friend, Lord L'Estrange; VIOLANTE (turning to Helen, and in a very low voice, resolved that Harley "Our friend Leonard," said Riccabocca, turning his eye also towards the "Helen does not know what the word 'heroic' means," said Harley, rather "Nay," said Lady Lansmere, in the same tone, "Harley must stay, for my could receive in the drawing-room of that grand house the great Mrs. Hazeldean, who had so lectured her for refusing to live any longer in the "Why," said Lady Lansmere, surprised, "Helen is quite as young as Audley, as he said the last words, put his hand on Randal's shoulder, "Yes," said Mrs. Avenel, hooking in a word at last, "I am sure, Mr. Leslie, you will think I did right. "I have just been at our friend Levy's," said Randal, when he and Dick cache = ./cache/7711.txt txt = ./txt/7711.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 33206 author = MacKenzie, Compton title = Plashers Mead: A Novel date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 115908 sentences = 7327 flesch = 84 summary = "I'm sleeping here to-night, you know, for the first time," said Guy. He "Yes, but I don't know what an old berberis looks like," said Guy, "Yes, I suppose Pauline is very happy," said Guy in a depressed voice. Pauline was longing to know what Miss Verney thought of Guy, and "Thank you very much for showing me that," said Guy. Soon it was time to say good-by to Miss Verney and, having made many "Pauline," said Guy, "let's go for a walk to-morrow morning and see if In the Rectory everybody was anxious to know how Guy liked Pauline's Next day when Guy did come it was wet; and Pauline wished Margaret would "I'll promise you never to go to Guy's house," said Pauline. "Margaret," said Guy, "if this Summer Pauline and I have seemed to run "Without Pauline," Margaret went on, "Guy might easily become his father "I said you could see Pauline every day," she told Guy. cache = ./cache/33206.txt txt = ./txt/33206.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 41791 author = Herbert, A. P. (Alan Patrick) title = The House by the River date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 65398 sentences = 4338 flesch = 84 summary = Smiling happily under the light, Stephen Byrne was very good to look at. The rumour travelled round the noisy room that Mr. Byrne had made Mrs. Ambrose have a cocktail, and they all said, "How _like_ him! "Good evening, Emily," said Stephen, looking up the stairs. had a latch-key; John Egerton--but Stephen thought he was out. "God!" said Stephen, "a police-boat." John thought, white motor-boat under the bank; but Stephen and John imagined fatal "Very curious, sir," said the man, looking hard at Stephen. "There's one thing, Stephen ..." John hesitated and stammered a little. John went up into his garden and into his house and sat for a long time And John and Stephen saw little of each other. Stephen, like John, had surveyed the new dancing though she had made no murmur when Stephen had done as John would like Stephen said heartily, "Hallo, old John, you look a bit the worse for cache = ./cache/41791.txt txt = ./txt/41791.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 45749 author = Hope, Anthony title = A Change of Air date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 59160 sentences = 4928 flesch = 89 summary = "You can't help it, Dale," said Nellie, smiling brightly at him. 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(Alan Patrick) title: The House by the River date: words: 65398.0 sentences: 4338.0 pages: flesch: 84.0 cache: ./cache/41791.txt txt: ./txt/41791.txt summary: Smiling happily under the light, Stephen Byrne was very good to look at. The rumour travelled round the noisy room that Mr. Byrne had made Mrs. Ambrose have a cocktail, and they all said, "How _like_ him! "Good evening, Emily," said Stephen, looking up the stairs. had a latch-key; John Egerton--but Stephen thought he was out. "God!" said Stephen, "a police-boat." John thought, white motor-boat under the bank; but Stephen and John imagined fatal "Very curious, sir," said the man, looking hard at Stephen. "There''s one thing, Stephen ..." John hesitated and stammered a little. John went up into his garden and into his house and sat for a long time And John and Stephen saw little of each other. Stephen, like John, had surveyed the new dancing though she had made no murmur when Stephen had done as John would like Stephen said heartily, "Hallo, old John, you look a bit the worse for id: 45749 author: Hope, Anthony title: A Change of Air date: words: 59160.0 sentences: 4928.0 pages: flesch: 89.0 cache: ./cache/45749.txt txt: ./txt/45749.txt summary: "You can''t help it, Dale," said Nellie, smiling brightly at him. ''Ume laughed and says, ''Don''t be a fool, Dale,'' and told me that Mr. Bannister couldn''t ride no more than a tailor--so he said--and wanted mind, Sir Harry Fulmer''s care for the interests of the hunt, and Dr. Roberts'' frank and undisguised eagerness to see and speak with Dale "I''ll come and look you up," said Dale, pressing the Squire''s hand Dale Bannister said that his new friend took "Say I''ll come with great pleasure," said Dale, his face growing "Write, my son," answered Philip, and, as Dale left the room, he looked "I don''t want them to go, if they like staying," said Dale. "I don''t know what you want, old man," said Philip; "and I doubt if you "The baby looks so ill," said Nellie, "and Mrs. Roberts is worn to a "Spoils it?" said Dale, who thought girls liked compliments. id: 5166 author: Jonson, Ben title: The Poetaster date: words: 49591.0 sentences: 6327.0 pages: flesch: 88.0 cache: ./cache/5166.txt txt: ./txt/5166.txt summary: Jonson''s comedy of humours, in a word, conceived of stage personages Tuc. Marry, I''ll tell thee, old swaggerer; he was a poor blind, Come hither, Callimachus; thy father tells me thou art too pawning; go thy ways, if thou lack money I''ll lend thee some; I''ll Tib. Come, we shall have thee as passionate as Propertius, anon. Alb. Master Crispinus, you are welcome: pray use a stool, sir. Jul. Good, sir, let''s entreat you to use your voice. Hor. Where I shall be fearful to draw you out of your way, sir; a Tuc. Kiss thy hand, my honourable active varlet, and embrace thee Tuc. Nay, thou shalt see that shall ravish thee anon; prick up this design; my Poetaster shall make thee a play, and thou shalt be Tuc. Give me thy hand, Agamemnon; we hear abroad thou art the Tuc. I am one of thy commanders, Caesar; a man of service and id: 8374 author: Kingsley, Charles title: Alton Locke, Tailor and Poet: An Autobiography date: words: 192588.0 sentences: 10757.0 pages: flesch: 83.0 cache: ./cache/8374.txt txt: ./txt/8374.txt summary: letter set me thanking God that he has raised up men to do the work of idea, no man has _a right_ to refuse any body of men, into whose heart fellows worked like bricks, spent money, and got midshipman''s half-pay God and man is, "Am I my brother''s keeper?" Men ought to know the condition things, ought to know what the men are like to whose labour, ay, lifeblood, hands, eyes, and brain, followed by the long dreary day''s work of the shop, people''s friends in old times, just to educate poor scholars like you and "Come," I thought, "this looks like work at least." And as I went out my God!" said the old man, in a voice which had a deeper to prove that the working man has feelings like the rest of his kind, else for which you long, not from man, but from God, the King of men. id: 7713 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 12 date: words: 104306.0 sentences: 6298.0 pages: flesch: 80.0 cache: ./cache/7713.txt txt: ./txt/7713.txt summary: "I damage my character!--and for a Count Peschiera!" said Randal, opening Then said Randal, gravely, "If one whom you honour with a tender thought "Strange!" said Randal, "that a man like your correspondent should fear "I don''t know," said Randal, with his low soft laugh; "I fear many men, "True," said Randal, "you told me Frank had a share in Lord L''Estrange''s "Honest man!" said Harley; and his hand griped at the breast over which As Harley entered London, he came suddenly upon Randal Leslie, who was Blue interest,--Audley Egerton and Randal Leslie; and Levy,--chief among "Mr. Leslie," said Lord L''Estrange, one day, "the duke has confided to me upon the man who, Harley had often said, was dear to him as a brother. with Levy, and hastening to Randal, laid hand on the young man''s "You read well the heart of man," said Harley; "and I have owned to you id: 7702 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 01 date: words: 28077.0 sentences: 1490.0 pages: flesch: 78.0 cache: ./cache/7702.txt txt: ./txt/7702.txt summary: Parson Dale and Squire Hazeldean parted company; the latter to inspect "Never mind me," said the parson, as Mrs. Fairfield dropped her quick "Upon my word, Dr. Riccabocca," said Mr. Dale, smiling, "you come in good "True; but the donkey!" said the parson; "I''ve a great mind to buy it." "He said that three-quarters of an hour ago, Charles dear," retorted Mrs. Dale, taking the arm of Dr. Riccabocca. "Poor man!" said Mrs. Dale, feelingly; "and the button was off his thereof, sent the squire back to Mrs. Hazeldean a much soberer man than Why, surely, Mr. Dale," said Mrs. Hazeldean, with spirit, heart, liked Miss Jemima better than Mrs. Hazeldean, of whom she was squire''s lady;" Mrs. Hazeldean said, "Mrs. Dale was the last person in "That''s really a sweet little dog of yours, Jemima," said Mrs. Dale, who said Frank, taking the squire''s hand. id: 7704 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 03 date: words: 32316.0 sentences: 1631.0 pages: flesch: 76.0 cache: ./cache/7704.txt txt: ./txt/7704.txt summary: a young gentleman, and going to visit the squire; and so Nick Stirn--" "/Per Bacco/!" said Dr. Riccabocca, putting his hand on Lenny''s shoulder, Hazeldean), moistened eyes glanced at the squire''s sun-burned manly face, As Stirn whispered, the squire''s face grew long, Riccabocca''s intercession, the parson was come to upbraid and the squire once, and his mother approved it; and the second or third day after Dr. Riccabocca''s return to the Casino, Lenny Fairfield presented himself on "My child," said the doctor, taking Lenny by the hand, and looking at him desire to speed the car of Miss Jemima to its hymeneal goal, was Mrs. Dale so cruel towards her male friend, Dr. Riccabocca, as she seemed to Lenny had been incarcerated in the stocks, the parish of Hazeldean was "Poor Stirn!" said the squire, in a tone that evinced complacency, not "My dear Mr. Hazeldean," said the parson, taking his friend''s hand, "I id: 7707 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 06 date: words: 32176.0 sentences: 2137.0 pages: flesch: 85.0 cache: ./cache/7707.txt txt: ./txt/7707.txt summary: Leonard and his mother found their way to a small public-house that lay "Poor child!" said Leonard, in a half whisper,--"he is not there. way, sir." Leonard lowered his knapsack, stepped into the passage, with "Poor man," said Leonard, wiping his eyes. "Shall we be as happy when we are great?" said Leonard, in his grand "Except the young lady you told me of," said Helen, turning away her "Take care, sir," cried Leonard; for the man, in stepping back, nearly over his shoulder full at Leonard--"why then, young sir, he would know "Well, sir," said Leonard, rising, "Heaven will give me strength to Leonard leaned his face on his hands, and for the first time in his life Leonard placed his own hand on the doctor''s firmly, and said, in a fierce "Sir," said Leonard, with a strange calm return to the things about him, id: 7705 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 04 date: words: 31013.0 sentences: 1775.0 pages: flesch: 79.0 cache: ./cache/7705.txt txt: ./txt/7705.txt summary: "Yes, my dear," said my mother, trying her best to look stately, "I am "I dare say a philosopher like Signor Riccabocca," said my uncle, "was Mrs. Riccabocca was touched, and had the good sense to perceive that man, woman." Mrs. Dale liked her best when she was gay, and said "she was At that moment up came Jackeymo: and Violante, pointing to Leonard, said, "Lenny," said Riccabocca, "my young lady has been telling me that she has "Good!" said, or rather grunted, an approving voice, but neither Mrs. Avenel nor the parson heard it. "My dear Mrs. Avenel," said the parson, coaxingly, "the cost need not be "Sir," said--Mrs. Avenel, interrupting the parson, "it is not because my and if Leonard Fairfield comes to be a great man, he will never find such "The great thing, in the mean while," said the parson, "would be to id: 7710 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 09 date: words: 28933.0 sentences: 1771.0 pages: flesch: 80.0 cache: ./cache/7710.txt txt: ./txt/7710.txt summary: "He certainly eats a great deal, does Pompey!" said Mrs. Riccabocca, The eyes of Franzini, Count of Peschiera, and Randal Leslie no sooner met "As a man of the world, then, I own," said the count, playing with the "I like your young friend prodigiously," said the count, yawning. round the count, turned to Randal, and said, "Can you tell me if a Levy''s voice, the baron said to his companion, "A young man in the first "That young man will make a figure some day," said the baron. "Let me see the future wife of Harley L''Estrange," said Egerton, without last I said to myself, ''Harley L''Estrange, thy time has come. "My mother," said Harley L''Estrange, looking up, "I present to you my "I like the young man very well," said the sage,--"very well indeed. "You don''t look like a dancing man," said Avenel, turning to the wit, who id: 7708 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 07 date: words: 29934.0 sentences: 1922.0 pages: flesch: 84.0 cache: ./cache/7708.txt txt: ./txt/7708.txt summary: Blanche here leaned both hands on my father''s chair, and said, looking Your servant, sir, young man, come and talk." "That is a clever man," said Harley L''Estrange. life, after shaking hands with Burley, approached, and said, with some "Shall I keep the purse again, Leonard?" said Helen, coaxingly. "Speak to me in future, kind Mrs. Smedley," said Helen, with the air of a of the other half; and though a good-natured, warm-hearted man, felt talk, sir." Leonard meanwhile had got Helen out of the room into her "Mr. Egerton," said the young man, with a voice that slightly trembled "Nero, sir, come here," said Harley. And then Helen, raising her eyes, said, "But Leonard is my brother--more newspaper, Randal said, "Ahem, sir, I have a note from Frank Hazeldean, "My dear sir," said Randal, "you wrote word to Frank that you had heard And Leonard, and Harley, and Helen? id: 7709 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 08 date: words: 28034.0 sentences: 1827.0 pages: flesch: 82.0 cache: ./cache/7709.txt txt: ./txt/7709.txt summary: "My sister," replied the count, "do I look like a man who saved? "But who communicates no secrets to living man," said Randal, almost "Rely on me, sir," said Randal; "but I should think this poor doctor can "My dear Frank," said Randal, "you--you are so brusque, and I was just "I thought," said Randal, "that your father''s last supply, of which I was "Do me the favour, Frank," said Randal, waiting patiently till this reply "Ha, Randal, boy," said Mr. Leslie, looking up lazily, "how d'' ye do? So Randal looked at him in surprise, and said, "Do you, Sir?---why?" moments in silence, as if expecting Randal to speak, said, with affected RANDAL.--"I know little of the Count of Peschiera save from the current "Ah, William," said she, anxiously, "though certainly Randal Leslie means "I hope he is really Frank''s friend," said Mrs. Hazeldean. "Good, faithful fellow," said Randal, examining the man''s face, "say on. id: 7706 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 05 date: words: 26421.0 sentences: 1819.0 pages: flesch: 83.0 cache: ./cache/7706.txt txt: ./txt/7706.txt summary: "Well," said Richard, "I am not the sort of man you expected, eh? Richard Avenel never said anything more true. said Richard Avenel; "and now look down the High Street!" He took the "Digby, old fellow, can you lend me L100?" said Lord L''Estrange, clapping "Avenel is not a bad name," said Mrs. M''Catchley. "Present him, my love; I like clever people," said Mrs. M''Catchley, "Sir!" said Mrs. M''Catchley, startled, and lifting her glass. "A very fine young man your nephew, sir," resumed Mrs. M'' Catchley. "You are very kind, sir," said poor Mr. Digby; "I am ashamed to--" his Richard Avenel was a man to do a thing well when he set about it,-Mr. Richard Avenel not only gave that /dejeune dansant/ in honour of Mrs. M''Catchley, but he had fixed in his heart of hearts upon that occasion "What do you mean, sir?" said Richard Avenel, in a very portentous growl. id: 7703 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 02 date: words: 24343.0 sentences: 1297.0 pages: flesch: 78.0 cache: ./cache/7703.txt txt: ./txt/7703.txt summary: "Is this the village of Rood?" asked Frank of a stout young man breaking "The poor have a right of common, I suppose," said Frank, surveying a "Frank Hazeldean''s voice," said he; "I should like to see him, Mother." "You will go, Randal?" said Mrs. Leslie, after a pause. "Dear Randal," said Mrs. Leslie, fondly kissing him on the forehead, him from a Leslie; that man is my patron, Oliver, and he--is very good to His fellow-burghers evidently regarded him with great respect; and Mr. Egerton had penetration enough to perceive that Mr. Mayor must be a rich arm, and said, "I think I speak to a man of the world, sir?" On the other hand, no man likes to build, or rebuild, a great public work "But," said poor Mrs. Leslie, with tears in her eyes, "it would be a "Oh, you be young Squire Leslie," said the farmer, more respectfully, and id: 7712 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 11 date: words: 45035.0 sentences: 2909.0 pages: flesch: 83.0 cache: ./cache/7712.txt txt: ./txt/7712.txt summary: Squire, come here--your old friend, Leonard "Not that, sir," said Leonard, smiling; "but the world has thriven with "All I can answer, Audley," said L''Estrange, with a thoughtful brow, "is, "Excellent good man," said Randal, "but not with sufficient knowledge of In a word, Audley looked still the man for whom some young female heart SQUIRE (leaving Randal''s arm and seizing Levy''s).--"Were you speaking of BARON.--"My dear Leslie, a man of Mr. Hazeldean''s time of life cannot "Audley Egerton," said Beatrice, lifting her dark, moistened eyes, "you Nora Avenel had fled from the boyish love of Harley L''Estrange, This interlude in the life of a man like Audley Egerton could Levy, who had known from Lady Jane of Harley''s pursuit of Nora, had "Poor Nora," said Egerton, sighing, "she will think this answer brief and said: "In Egerton''s world, man holds it far more dishonour to betray a id: 7711 author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron title: "My Novel" — Volume 10 date: words: 41788.0 sentences: 2580.0 pages: flesch: 81.0 cache: ./cache/7711.txt txt: ./txt/7711.txt summary: With these words, Harley turned the young man''s narrative into new "Father," said Violante, colouring, "it is your friend, Lord L''Estrange; VIOLANTE (turning to Helen, and in a very low voice, resolved that Harley "Our friend Leonard," said Riccabocca, turning his eye also towards the "Helen does not know what the word ''heroic'' means," said Harley, rather "Nay," said Lady Lansmere, in the same tone, "Harley must stay, for my could receive in the drawing-room of that grand house the great Mrs. Hazeldean, who had so lectured her for refusing to live any longer in the "Why," said Lady Lansmere, surprised, "Helen is quite as young as Audley, as he said the last words, put his hand on Randal''s shoulder, "Yes," said Mrs. Avenel, hooking in a word at last, "I am sure, Mr. Leslie, you will think I did right. "I have just been at our friend Levy''s," said Randal, when he and Dick id: 33206 author: MacKenzie, Compton title: Plashers Mead: A Novel date: words: 115908.0 sentences: 7327.0 pages: flesch: 84.0 cache: ./cache/33206.txt txt: ./txt/33206.txt summary: "I''m sleeping here to-night, you know, for the first time," said Guy. He "Yes, but I don''t know what an old berberis looks like," said Guy, "Yes, I suppose Pauline is very happy," said Guy in a depressed voice. Pauline was longing to know what Miss Verney thought of Guy, and "Thank you very much for showing me that," said Guy. Soon it was time to say good-by to Miss Verney and, having made many "Pauline," said Guy, "let''s go for a walk to-morrow morning and see if In the Rectory everybody was anxious to know how Guy liked Pauline''s Next day when Guy did come it was wet; and Pauline wished Margaret would "I''ll promise you never to go to Guy''s house," said Pauline. "Margaret," said Guy, "if this Summer Pauline and I have seemed to run "Without Pauline," Margaret went on, "Guy might easily become his father "I said you could see Pauline every day," she told Guy. id: 25026 author: Marshall, Emma title: Bristol Bells: A Story of the Eighteenth Century date: words: nan sentences: nan pages: flesch: nan cache: txt: summary: id: 13996 author: Sinclair, May title: The Divine Fire date: words: 234814.0 sentences: 17252.0 pages: flesch: 86.0 cache: ./cache/13996.txt txt: ./txt/13996.txt summary: "I think," she said, "you do look a little happier." liked at any time to devote a little paragraph to Miss Poppy Grace, he "Perhaps I haven''t been looking in very likely places," said Rickman, "Look here, Rickman," said Jewdwine, gently; "when are you going to "Gurra bed, Spinks," said Mr. Rickman severely to the young man. "I haven''t talked," said Miss Palliser, "to a man thing for ages." To look at Mr. Rickman you would have said that all his mind was And for three days and three nights Lucia hardly gave a thought to Mr. Rickman. I don''t know any Miss Parry," said Rickman wearily. At the moment Mr. Rickman did not look like obliging Mr. Soper with "Who knows?" said Rickman; and if Flossie''s eyes had been candid they "That comes," said Rickman, "of taking things on trust." Mrs. Rickman said she thought he ought to know (as if id: 21109 author: Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs. title: Big Game: A Story for Girls date: words: 68120.0 sentences: 4586.0 pages: flesch: 85.0 cache: ./cache/21109.txt txt: ./txt/21109.txt summary: "I think it''s about time to cut up that lovely new cake!" cried Margot, "Dear Jack, what can I do; a little girl like me?" cried Miss Margot, times, and he will grow worse and worse, if Margot encourages him like Margot loved to watch the lad at moments like these, when he strode send home!" suggested Ron; and, nothing loath, Margot entered the little Ron looked down into the little man''s face with his beautiful dreamy A second time that day Margot came into close contact with Mr George Margot was delighted that the little man should have a chance of seeing "Mr Elgood," said Margot faintly, "you are very good, very kind; I am Like a true daughter of Eve, Margot did her best to help on this happy The way in which Margot said "Please!" with head on one side, and It was six days later when Margot opened her eyes, and found herself ==== make-pages.sh questions ==== make-pages.sh search ==== make-pages.sh topic modeling corpus Zipping study carrel