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often among the blooms beneath the great moon—the black-haired,
Madmen,assailhimandwithslendershafts,'Gainstwhichhislifeisproof?OrponderousstonesThiswarriorchiefsha
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lay in the creek below the wharf, and there was some passageway
Theysaunteredoutforawalk.Thepaththeychoseledtoawoodonthesideofahill,andtheyentered,gladoftheshadeoft
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“How the blazes they slipped away from the wharf beats
ThetearsfellquicklydownRuth'scheeks,butshedidnotspeak.Shecouldnotputintowordsthesenseshewasjustbegin
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have been going slow through the fog; she's creeping up
"No;butaman'sback--histoutensemblehascharacterenoughinittodecidehisrank.""Hisfacewasverysingular;qui
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and was clear of the oily water, now, and upon a sort of
"No,Idaresaynot.Butyoudon'tmeantobegovernedbyMrs.Mason'snotionsofrightandwrong.Shethoughtitrighttotr
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chauffeur come out of the garage. I said, and I still say,
Whattenderwordsaftersuchharshones!TheyloosenedthefountainofRuth'stears,andshecriedbitterly."Oh!didyo
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“We are, sir,” reported the engineer; “she hasn't
RuthfoundMr.Bellinghamwasnotyetcomedown;soshesalliedoutforanadditionalhalf-hour'sramble.Flittingabou
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structure. I tell you it's the crypt of some old forgotten
Peoplemaytalkastheywillaboutthelittlerespectthatispaidtovirtue,unaccompaniedbytheoutwardaccidentsofw
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the catacombs. Max glanced at the white face of Helen Cumberly,
Inaccordancewiththisdetermination,heresistedthestrongtemptationofwalkingbyhersidethewholedistancehom
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“Where the flaming hell are YOU going?” inquired this
Ruthleftherseatverygently,andtookupherwork.Shewishedshehadthegiftofbeingamusing;itmustbedullforamana
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our tents. They were very civil, and offered us a house;"
Stringer glared through the fog, clutching at the shoulder"
when I was a boy. Bread, cheese and ingyens [onions] with"
that he has heard—as a sort of legend—of the existence"
end of the apartment. A steady stream of dirty water was"
feebly extended her thin hand and laid it upon his hair."
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to peer through the fog ahead, he turned and descended
Her hand dropped and she closed her eyes again. Cumberly
descended on the racks of pulp and sent the liquid into
ahead of that, again, a streak across the blackness, with
At certain seasons they catch also, in “corrales,”
in a metaphorical sense. I remember once hearing a Sussex
resources were at an end; it must be another's work to
That reminds me of the story of a Dorset crier who kept
There's a small kitchen at the end, near the head of the
and faces had been but dimly visible, now he could distinguish
which marks the natural boundary of the country that the
of her husband she arranged with the Casterbridge hangman
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