id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentence	flesch	summary	cache	txt
broughton-rose-1870	broughton	broughton-rose-1870	1870		.txt	text/plain	140002	6574	79	She cannot hear what they say; she has no wish to hear--she has no wish for anything; only she lies, staring, with great eyes, straight before her at the bed-hangings, at the ceiling, at the little countless pigeon-holes in her toilet-table. Is it a beautiful tender fraud practised by themselves upon themselves, to save them from the despair of the black vagueness into which they must send out their departed ones, and go out themselves when life's little day is over?	cache/broughton-rose-1870.txt	txt/broughton-rose-1870.txt