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All was so fresh and wonderful to Gladys, that her society grew very attractive to him; and pleasant as it was to have her wait upon him with quiet zeal, or watch her busied in her own corner, studying, or sewing with the little basket beside her which gave such a homelike air, it was still pleasanter to have her sit a... | Sometimes I'm up half the night, hammering and hammering at my own things; things, I mean, that won't sell, just to gratify my vanity in having done them. " " To fulfill your yearning for flawless perfection. God fashioned you as an artist. She sighed. " He's created so many other things for me. This is where the miser... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | Sinclair, Mary Amelia St. Clair | 54212 | 25971 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[A Modern Mephistopheles, and A Whisper in the Dark]_1500_9_0.3 | Sinclair, Mary Amelia St. Clair_[The Creators: A Comedy]_1500_45_0.8 |
His companions remained as gay and charming as ever. It could have been more beautiful to watch how they twirled their frocks in a blend of boldness and coyness, and nothing delighted the narrator more than noticing the distinct personalities of the three as they surrendered their innocent hearts to the joy of the mome... | Would you like to sit next to them at table?" " I’d rather you seat me elsewhere; I have no affinity for my fellow countrymen when I travel. The marchesa left Cornélie alone. She gazed out the window, absent‑mindedly delighted to be in Rome, yet faintly aware that something grim and unknown was about to unfold. A knock... | 0.3 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Powys, John Cowper | Couperus, Louis | 53157 | 43827 | Powys, John Cowper_[Wood and Stone: A Romance]_1500_107_0.7 | Couperus, Louis_[The Law Inevitable]_1500_2_0.7 |
" There was a great bustle after that, and noise, and clashing; and I do not remember much distinctly, till I got into the litter with Bertrade, and then first Amaury set forth on his charger, with his squires after him, and then Marguerite behind Robert on horseback, and Perette behind Amaury's varlet, who is a cousin... | "Now, Celia!" said Lady Ingram, looking back, "we will pay our respects first to the Duchess de Berry. " "Who is the Duchess de Berry?" Celia inquired softly of Philip. "The wife of the King's grandson," he whispered in reply. The Duchess de Berry could receive them, they were told, on asking; and the gentleman usher o... | 1 | Historical fiction | Holt, Emely Sarah | Holt, Emely Sarah | 44115 | 69096 | Holt, Emely Sarah_[Lady Sybil's Choice: A Tale of the Crusades]_1500_13 | Holt, Emely Sarah_[Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century]_1500_48 |
Sandy gazed down at his chum, sympathy and commiseration in his eyes. " I guess you've had a pretty tough time of it. Do you think you'll be able to be around soon? Over at the warehouse, Toma told me all about your experiences. " At the memory, Dick's face shadowed. " I wouldn't care to go through it all again. I'm gl... | " Dick and Sandy thrilled at the words, and hastened to lend a hand to the burial of the bodies. A typical Eskimo burial consisted of piling small stones into a cairn‑shaped mound over each body, a mound intended to ward off foxes that had yet only rarely disturbed the graves, probably because the dogs were still keepi... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Milton Richards | Milton Richards | 52207 | 50816 | Milton Richards_[Dick Kent, Fur Trader]_1500_31_0.3 | Milton Richards_[S.O.S. Aphrodite!]_1500_6_0.9 |
To such an extent did Anna Vlasievna fuss and flounce about the house that Vasili Ivanitch likened her to a hen partridge (no doubt the short tail of her blouse did impart to her rather a bird-like aspect); while, as regards Vasili himself, he grunted, and sucked the amber mouthpiece of his pipe, and, grasping the shan... | He turned quickly, flung a searching look on her, and snatching both her hands, he drew her suddenly to his breast. She did not immediately wrench herself from his embrace, and only an instant later did she find herself standing in a distant corner, gazing over at Bazarov. He rushed toward her, and she whispered in ala... | 0.6 | Historical fiction | Toergenev, Ivan | Toergenev, Ivan | 47935 | 30723 | Toergenev, Ivan_[Fathers and Sons]_1500_49_0.4 | Toergenev, Ivan_[The Old Yellow Book: Source of Robert Browning's The Ring and the Book]_1500_25_0.9 |
By an irresistible impulse I laid my ungloved hand upon it, but did not look at the rider. Carriage and horseman passed on, and William resumed his pace. An indistinct recollection seized my mind, suggesting that I had seen the horseman on previous rides. I beheld a spectral sight of a man sprinting upon a black horse,... | I go from you with one idea; I love you, and I must go. Brave woman! You’ve almost shamed me to death. "He sent me a watch." → “He gave me a watch.” I was supposed to start wearing it on July 2. It was small and plain, but a few words were etched into its case with a knife, and I read them every day. The first time I w... | 0.7 | Young women -- Fiction | Barstow, Elizabeth Drew | Barstow, Elizabeth Drew | 881 | 12347 | Barstow, Elizabeth Drew_[Lemorne Versus Huell]_1500_2_0.3 | Barstow, Elizabeth Drew_[The Diwan of Abu'l-Ala]_1500_62_0.8 |
'Would you be content to marry Captain Butler?' I looked down upon the ground and said softly: 'I love him. ' 'He loves you. Do you know that?' 'He has not told me so.' 'He is a man of very gentlemanlike feelings, far above the average merchant sea-captain. 'Oh, don't I know it!' I cried. 'Well, he loves you, and would... | The vessel had, as most craft had in those days, platforms called channels at her side, for spreading her lower rigging. She was a little brig. The channels sat low and were but a step from our gunwale. I easily got over the side with the others, and Will took a turn with the boat's painter to secure her. The low moon ... | 1 | Young women -- Fiction | Russell, W. Clark (William Clark) | Russell, W. Clark (William Clark) | 63964 | 64321 | Russell, W. Clark (William Clark)_[The Convict Ship, Volume 1 (of 3)]_1500_10 | Russell, W. Clark (William Clark)_[Double Harness]_1500_16 |
We waded through the ford again, and wandered down stream once more, looking as we went for the first sign of wheel marks. I stood twenty yards above the water, with Erling at the stream’s edge, when we first felt hope of finding what we sought. I spotted a rough, abandoned farm cart lying fifty yards from me and the r... | But does he inspire his followers with confidence?" " Based on Dart's conduct, yes, Sir. He is very well served. It seems his servants would endure any torture conceivable before betraying him. Charles grimaced ruefully. Roxhythe continued, “He declares that he will keep no man near him whom he cannot trust implicitly.... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Whistler, C. W. (Charles Watts) | Heyer, Georgette | 13438 | 76816 | Whistler, C. W. (Charles Watts)_[A King's Comrade: A Story of Old Hereford]_1500_48_0.6 | Heyer, Georgette_[Poems]_1500_17_0.8 |
Then he continued rowing, long, steady, laborious strokes, each taking him further and further from the boats that he was never destined to sight again. " Is it aslape I've been?" said Mr Button, suddenly awaking with a start. He had shipped his oars just for a minute's rest. He must have slept for hours, for now, beho... | A queer people, humorous and terrifying, making the girl feel that she had placed her hand on something likeable, almost lovable, that had yet, of a sudden, nearly frightened her to death. She sat, regaining herself, as a regiment of penguins marched up to the seal beach; knowing better than to attempt to cross it, she... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere) | Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere) | 393 | 20084 | Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere)_[Fígaro (Artículos selectos)]_1500_6_0.2 | Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere)_[Dawson Black: Retail Merchant]_1500_27_0.3 |
"It is madness not to have got one before; a bicycle would give me the freedom for which I pine; what the horse is to the Arab of the desert, a bicycle is to a girl in my position. I could ride to Cambridge, where I could attend concerts and even plays, and then ride to Peterborough. But she did not finish her thought,... | Long chains of old copper vessels hung down, on each side of the doorway, reaching almost to the ground. Old brass braziers and incense burners splayed across the pavement, while the shop window displayed an odd, wild array of antiquities—brass candlesticks, antique fans, hourglasses, gondola lamps, and every conceivab... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Burke, Leda | Thurston, E. Temple (Ernest Temple) | 69813 | 41752 | Burke, Leda_[Go she must!]_1500_10_0.8 | Thurston, E. Temple (Ernest Temple)_[The city of beautiful nonsense]_1500_40_0.8 |
In the morning, his mother did not appear at the breakfast table, Cora was serious and quiet, and Laura said that he need not go to school that day, though she added that the doctor thought their father would get "better." She looked gaunt and hollow‑eyed, having not slept, yet vowed to rest after breakfast. Clearly, s... | From this time the subject was never revived by Elinor, and when entered on by Lucy, who seldom missed an opportunity of introducing it, and was particularly careful to inform her confidante, of her happiness whenever she received a letter from Edward, it was treated by the former with calmness and caution, and dismiss... | 0.4 | Young women -- Fiction | Tarkington, B. (Booth) | Austen, Jane | 297 | 161 | Tarkington, B. (Booth)_[The Flirt]_1500_41_0.7 | Austen, Jane_[Sense and Sensibility]_1500_32_0.8 |
she asked with a sudden fierceness. " I really haven't thought whether you knew or not. " " You came only to relish the full sting of my humiliation. My God," he answered coolly, "and they say women have intuition! " His tone, much like his words, rubbed her the wrong way, and she refused to let herself become irritate... | When Pearl appealed to her with "I don't think Antonia ought to wear that torn dress to Olive's for tea, Mrs. Conway," Edna would smile and answer, "You know, Miss Exeter, I can't think those things a matter of life and death the way you do. I own I should be sorry if at eleven she thought of nothing but dress. " " Lik... | 0.9 | Young women -- Fiction | Duer, Alice | Duer, Alice | 33985 | 64192 | Duer, Alice_[Manslaughter]_1500_46_0.3 | Duer, Alice_[The Priceless Pearl]_1500_14_0.4 |
The lieutenant glared, but otherwise took no notice of our entry; he gave no order, but one of the two sergeants came down from the platform and kicked half a dozen natives off the front bench to make room for us. We were mistaken in supposing our case would be called first, or even among the first. The floor in the mi... | What tools could men have used in the old days to cut a tunnel with walls so smooth that they looked like glass? No modern equipment could have carried out the task with such precision. The niche carved into the tunnel’s wall let light seep in, offering fleeting glimpses of the island. Where the hell are we supposed to... | 0.2 | Adventure stories | Gribbon, William Lancaster | Jarvis, E. K. | 5194 | 32359 | Gribbon, William Lancaster_[The Ivory Trail]_1500_55_0.1 | Jarvis, E. K._[Sinister Paradise]_1500_6_0.7 |
Her start first let him know she was there; she would have run, but one of her hands was caught, and she could not get it away. " Running away from your brother, Ellie!" said he, kindly; "what is the matter? " Ellen recoiled when she met his gaze, and stayed silent. He said to Ellie, still very kindly, “I know everythi... | They would go first to the Fifth Avenue house, pick up there some clothes of Bébita's needing alteration, and then separate. Esther would hail a taxi from the side‑street rank and go with Bébita to the oculist, then to the dressmaker with the clothes, and complete a few minor errands in shops along the Avenue. Bébita b... | 0.3 | Young women -- Fiction | Warner, Susan | Bonner, Geraldine | 18689 | 35504 | Warner, Susan_[The Wide, Wide World]_1500_91_0.6 | Bonner, Geraldine_[Saint John Chrysostom, His Life and Times A sketch of the church and the empire in the fourth century]_1500_26_0.7 |
Linking his arm through mine, he headed me about. " Captain Gillam, Ben's father, sails for England at sunrise," vouched Jack. " What has that to do with Mistress Hortense?" I returned testily. "' Tis a swift ship to sail in. " " To sail in, Jack Battle?"—I caught at the hope. " Out with your plan, man!" " And be hange... | Our keel had rubbed bottom and Hamilton was springing out of the other canoe. " Yes, I do," I replied, choking with dread. " This is too terrible! He'll kill himself! Go up the bank with him! Keep him busy at the tent! Little Fellow and I'll pole for it. The water's shallow there——" "What do you think?" said the priest... | 0.9 | Historical fiction | Laut, Agnes C. | Laut, Agnes C. | 18182 | 20418 | Laut, Agnes C._[Electricity and Magnetism]_1500_8_0.1 | Laut, Agnes C._[De koraal-eilanden: fragment uit het dagboek van een natuuronderzoeker De Aarde en haar Volken, 1875]_1500_66_0.4 |
'Perhaps Mr. Doll has hardly reached the stage at which he will call upon me to officiate—just so; we will go down by the other staircase—but I trust, though I might be in the way at present, that my services may be required a little later on.' ' Mr. Loftus remarked, “I would like to see Doll married,” his expression s... | It was not, Mr. Incoul discovered, a large dwelling, but the appointments left little to be desired. The dressing rooms had running water, and each bedroom was equipped with gas fixtures. He pressed a valve to check its operation, and the quickly escaping ether immediately reassured him it was working. He sniffed it wi... | 0.2 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Cholmondeley, Mary | Saltus, Edgar | 40408 | 47061 | Cholmondeley, Mary_[A Devotee: An Episode in the Life of a Butterfly]_1500_13_0.4 | Saltus, Edgar_[Mr. Incoul's Misadventure]_1500_19_0.6 |
"But, gentlemen, a fool saved the would-be murderer from the bloody deed he had planned. Yet complete revenge he had, and without being the avenger. A mysterious misfortune seemed to have caused Heaven itself to step in, taking the damning act he might have carried out from his hands. Between daybreak and sunrise on th... | Nor was she only disconsolate as to me, but she was struck with horror at the sense of her own wicked life, and began to look back upon it with a taste quite different from mine, for she was penitent to the highest degree for her sins, as well as sorrowful for the misfortune. She also summoned a serious, pious, and goo... | 0.2 | Adventure stories | Melville, Herman | Defo, Daniel | 15 | 370 | Melville, Herman_[Boy Life Stories and Readings Selected From The Works of William Dean Howells]_1500_66_0.3 | Defo, Daniel_[The Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Famous Moll Flanders]_1500_80_0.7 |
"I could prevent it," he said, as he concluded his story. " The gel's not of age, so I could put my spoke in, and make it rare and troublesome for her. I will, too, ef you'll only put me up to the straight tip, Dent. " To Granger's surprise, Dent took all this information with wonderful equanimity. " I wouldn't try tha... | Dost thou not see?" He tapped his forehead decisively, glanced at the prisoner, and, amid their chatter and pushes, freed his sulky companion from the cell and quickly locked the door behind them. And so, my friend—my friend!" Monsieur the Viscount said gently, “We are safe once more, but this refuge will not last long... | 0.9 | Young women -- Fiction | Mead, L. T. | Mead, L. T. | 6142 | 28589 | Mead, L. T._[A Girl of the People]_1500_21_0.2 | Mead, L. T._[Frances Kane's Fortune]_1500_30_0.4 |
If she could say all this—if there was no more than a bare surface an inch deep to be stirred, he need not scourge himself with having troubled it for a few weeks. She could suggest his remaining with them, could bear to see him day by day, could ask at this moment whether he would not like to walk farther! This was no... | "She certainly doesn't look as if they would have been the same kind as mine: but there's no telling, from a portrait that was so obviously done 'to please the family', and that leaves Owen so unaccounted for. Well, they never came, the visitors; they never came; and she died of it. She died of it long before they buri... | 0 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Peard, Frances M. (Frances Mary) | Olivieri, David | 43153 | 283 | Peard, Frances M. (Frances Mary)_[Donna Teresa]_1500_28 | Olivieri, David_[The Reef]_1500_19 |
The lawyer indeed, as was most natural considering the reported facts on which his late business had been founded, cast a timid glance towards the door, and, had he dared, would have risen to seek that aid which he concluded would be requisite. There was something in the unhappy man’s appearance that matched Mr. A’s pr... | The most important feature in my own consideration has been an excursion to Italy, which I took last summer with my brother. " Mary’s voice quivered as she spoke those final words, knowing the moment had come—a chance she could not afford to miss—to launch into the crucial issue she must address. To underscore her urge... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline) | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline) | 40406 | 40407 | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)_[Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 2 of 3]_1500_28_0.8 | Gray, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)_[Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3]_1500_18_0.8 |
A rather short man, and thin, well-built enough, and of extremely serious mien, he scarce could have been as wise as he looked, any more than Mr. Daniel Webster; yet he was good example of conventional politics, platitudes and all. " They have adjourned at the House, then?" said Calhoun. " Yes, and adjourned a bear pit... | By two in the afternoon everyone in the Crow village, two hundred miles away, knowed all about the fight—how many whites was killed, how many Injuns—the whole shootin'-match. How they done it, I don't know, but they shore done it. Any Western man knows that much about Injun ways. " " That is rather extraordinary," comm... | 0.9 | Historical fiction | Hough, Emerson | Hough, Emerson | 14355 | 14362 | Hough, Emerson_[Hermann and Dorothea]_1500_16_0.2 | Hough, Emerson_[The Way of a Man]_1500_31_0.2 |
Then Madame Bouverie proceeded to give her good news: "A rich American, a client of my husband's, is anxious to give his daughter, an only child, a little souvenir of his visit to Orleans. He wants something antique, historic, with perhaps a little romance attaching to it. He does not mind how much he gives, and, dear ... | And I've asked to be made so, but nothing has changed me. I've even started reading my Bible regularly, but I’m not drawn to it. "Did you come into this world a good person?" How did you reach that conclusion? I ask you not to laugh at me. I am truly earnest. My dear child, I am the last person in the world who will ev... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Feuvre, Amy Le | Feuvre, Amy Le | 75428 | 72228 | Feuvre, Amy Le_[Adrienne]_1500_17_0.2 | Feuvre, Amy Le_[The making of a woman]_1500_24_0.9 |
Do tell me why I, St. George Kidder, with a career, with fame and with riches, a future, should be running after a little smudgy-eyed slip of a girl who hasn't a thought in her head. " " Oh, now!" " She hasn't. King, I swear she is positively stupid! Fact. Now, honestly, what gets me, why am I pattering at her heels—wh... | "Now, don't run so fast, Missie, won't you give a poor fellow something?" " I possess nothing. Ah, yes, you do have them—so what of those pretty lips? A few strides and he was once again beside her. His hand rested upon her arm. She slammed her parasol across his face, and he laughed hoarsely. She saw his savage, beast... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Johnson, Owen | Moore, George | 47640 | 11733 | Johnson, Owen_[The Woman Gives: A Story of Regeneration]_1500_22_0.3 | Moore, George_[A Mere Accident]_1500_27_0.9 |
Under any circumstances, I determined to speak to Mrs. Van Brandt. The curtain rose for the ballet. I made the best excuse I could to my friends, and instantly left the box. It was useless to attempt to purchase my admission to the gallery. My money was refused. There was not even standing room left in that part of the... | The fighters have been too busy to think, and it is thought, after all, not action, that leaves the more permanent record. After the war settles, life will revive on the battlefields, but the ideas forged in conflict will shape humanity’s future destiny. "I'm beginning to see," Blackburn continued, as if he had not hea... | 0.1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Collins, Wilkie | Glasgow, Ellen Anderson Gholson | 1624 | 37463 | Collins, Wilkie_[The Two Destinies]_1500_22_0.1 | Glasgow, Ellen Anderson Gholson_[The Builders]_1500_54_0.6 |
" Dick's rifle came up quickly at the grim threat in the outlaw's words, but Moonshine Sam turned abruptly and followed his companions down into the ravine. When the three were out of sight the boys breathed sighs of relief. It had been a trying ordeal, and they felt themselves fortunate in coming through it without bl... | Perhaps tomorrow by this time, Rand and the two boys will have entered it. " " Wish I was with them, sergeant. " " You can go later. Just now I have other work for you. " " You mean the prisoners?" " Yes." " Want me to take 'em back to Mackenzie barracks?" " They'll be safer there," nodded the sergeant. " You're goin' ... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Milton Richards | Milton Richards | 50816 | 52207 | Milton Richards_[S.O.S. Aphrodite!]_1500_25_0.3 | Milton Richards_[Dick Kent, Fur Trader]_1500_21_0.3 |
" Reluctantly, with the annoying sense of a wasted effort and lost days, Herriard turned and let himself be hurried from the platform just as a savage cry of exultation announced that the foremost of the attacking party had gained a footing on it. In the ante-room he was met by Mr. Rigglesden, his chairman, coming back... | After the outbursts of detestation he had not dared to declare himself. Loving her as he did, he found the risk too great, for she remained an enigma; though a single word could have clarified the situation and smoothed their love, the revulsion might have been too strong—who knows?—to turn love into hate. At least it ... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Magnay, Sir William | Magnay, Sir William | 67703 | 73269 | Magnay, Sir William_[The Master Spirit]_1500_48_0.2 | Magnay, Sir William_[A prince of lovers : $b A romance]_1500_31_0.9 |
'One of the highest,' I said, 'Such a charge being a great honour to me, I felt that I could not better execute it madame, since we must lie in Blois one night, than by requesting your hospitality on her behalf.' I dared mademoiselle as I spoke—I dared her with my eye to contradict or interrupt me. She answered by look... | Hers is an earnest, dauntless, energetic countenance; her eyes are brighter than garnets; she loves to pout a little and arch her bushy but delicate eyebrows, which lend a proud expression to her features, and when she raises her flashing eyes and her coral-red lips expand into a peculiar enthusiastic smile, a heroine ... | 0.1 | Historical fiction | Weyman, Stanley J. (Stanley John) | Jokai, Maurus | 1939 | 37339 | Weyman, Stanley J. (Stanley John)_[A Gentleman of France: Being the Memoirs of Gaston de Bonne Sieur de Marsac]_1500_19_0.2 | Jokai, Maurus_['Midst the Wild Carpathians]_1500_2_0.6 |
His voice having recalled Peyrol to himself, he proposed to masthead the yards, and even asked Lieutenant Réal to help in that operation, which was accomplished in silence, except for the faint squeaking of the blocks. The sails, however, were kept hauled up in the gear. "Like this," said Peyrol, "you have only to let ... | It would damage, at any rate, his immediate prospects and lose him the good will of his general. In the midst of the solemn moment, his worldly concerns were undoubtedly misplaced. Whether viewed as a ritual of honour or, lamentably, a casual sporting affair, a duel demands a single-minded purpose and a ruthless, fatal... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Conrad, Joseph | Conrad, Joseph | 59142 | 17620 | Conrad, Joseph_[The Rover]_1500_51 | Conrad, Joseph_[Last Poems: Translations from the Book of Indian Love]_1500_4_0.8 |
A vast amount of blood had been shed, there had been cruel massacres, executions, and wrongs, and the men of one faction had come to hate those of the other; and although neither party had dared to put itself in the wrong by refusing to listen to the mediators, it was certain that the reconciliation was a farce, and th... | Hers is an earnest, dauntless, energetic countenance; her eyes are brighter than garnets; she loves to pout a little and arch her bushy but delicate eyebrows, which lend a proud expression to her features, and when she raises her flashing eyes and her coral-red lips expand into a peculiar enthusiastic smile, a heroine ... | 0 | Historical fiction | Henty, G. A. (George Alfred) | Jokai, Maurus | 7060 | 37339 | Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)_[War-Chess, or the Game of Battle]_1500_44 | Jokai, Maurus_['Midst the Wild Carpathians]_1500_2 |
"I never saw a Pringle that was willing to loaf ten seconds on a wreck. Gracious, look at your father. You can't see him for dust. " Indeed, Mr. Jeremiah Pringle was successfully honoring his surprising agreement with Captain Jim Wetherly. He regarded the arduous task of wrecking as a personal duel between the reef and... | With a will to help her, Uncle Ramon might be able to burrow beneath the surface of things. He had once maneuvered the city’s intricate politics and was still held in high regard by some circles for the knowledge he possessed and the secrets he kept. Even though he was crochety, she felt he was truly fond of her whenev... | 0.7 | Adventure stories | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye) | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye) | 62176 | 65385 | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye)_[The Wrecking Master]_1500_21_0.6 | Paine, Ralph D. (Ralph Delahaye)_[Four Bells: A Tale of the Caribbean]_1500_40_0.7 |
He left, still watching them carefully as he shut off the flame and stepped out and turned it on again. His last words were: "I will leave you to decide between yourselves who will be next. It will be soon. " Janus whirled angrily. " Why didn't you take the chance? Now we're sunk. We'll probably never have another! " "... | Had the hotel taken fire, he would have rushed through the flames to save her. Had robbers attacked her, they must have taken his life before they took her purse. When she drove out in the city or suburbs, he always sat by the side of the driver, and when she walked in the streets, he followed her at a respectful dista... | 0.1 | Adventure stories | Hasse, Henry | Stockton, Francis Richard | 61950 | 12190 | Hasse, Henry_[Proktols of Neptune]_1500_6_0.1 | Stockton, Francis Richard_[The Adventures of Captain Horn]_1500_38_0.1 |
A MAN IN THE ZOO John Cromartie and Josephine Lackett gave up their green tickets at the turnstile, and entered the Zoological Society's Gardens by the South Gate. It was a warm Sunday morning at the end of February. A spring‑scented air, mingled with the odors of yaks, wolves, and musk‑oxen, drifted around the zoo, ye... | Thus for once she was tolerant, for she loved Little Gidding, and had prayed in the narrow little church with an outburst of religious passion such as she had never experienced in Ely Cathedral. For the remainder of the evening the father and daughter reminisced about Little Gidding, picturing its spring‑time view and ... | 0.6 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Burke, Leda | Burke, Leda | 66090 | 69813 | Burke, Leda_[A Man in the Zoo]_1500_1_0.7 | Burke, Leda_[Go she must!]_1500_22_0.9 |
_GUY TAKES THE CROSS_. " But what are words, and what am I? An infant wailed through the night, reaching for light, speaking only its cry. TENNYSON. Alix says I am a simpleton. I don't think it is particularly pleasant. She sometimes calls me a perfect simpleton, but I can’t say I like that any better. I do not think ... | While all this was doing in England, in a quiet corner of Scotland a little cloud was rising, which had increased to goodly proportions by the 6th of September, when Lord Mar unfurled in Braemar the standard of King James the Third. The battles of Sheriffmuir and Prestonpans were fought on 13 November; later, on 22 Dec... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Holt, Emely Sarah | Holt, Emely Sarah | 44115 | 69096 | Holt, Emely Sarah_[Lady Sybil's Choice: A Tale of the Crusades]_1500_1_0.5 | Holt, Emely Sarah_[Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century]_1500_63_0.5 |
She sank quietly a little deeper and the water touched her lip. But Something was calling to Something, something was calling something to come back. The call was low, strange, regular, and unbroken in its insistence, so much so that she could not grasp what it meant. Did it arrest the floating and the swaying in the e... | I was wondering how to define the difference between Patty and Ide. I saw it was unmistakably pronounced, yet I couldn't quite grasp its meaning. I initially thought the two girls were on equal footing, but Ide was far more showy than Patty, as if afraid of being overlooked, and was dressed much more elaborately. I won... | 0.4 | Young women -- Fiction | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Williamson, A. M. (Alice Muriel) | 17226 | 23441 | Burnett, Frances Hodgson_[Emily Fox-Seton : being The making of a marchioness and The methods of Lady Walderhurst]_1500_53_0.2 | Williamson, A. M. (Alice Muriel)_[Lady Betty Across the Water]_1500_55_0.9 |
Without any unusual gifts, with a rather sensitive ear, and with a very slightly cultivated and perfectly childish voice—please do not expect anything from me to please you. In French I am already becoming fluent. You see, except for certain lessons in it, I have scarcely heard a word of English since I came here; the ... | "Must I explain in words of one syllable so that dubious intellect of yours can absorb it?" Mark asked mockingly. "Well, while asking the Panadur about radiant energy, _I had in mind_ building thousands of tiny spacers out of some of the Spacer Transports that brought us here. These tiny swarms are to be filled with _r... | 0 | Adventure stories | Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William) | Pina, Albert de | 28440 | 62765 | Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William)_[The Dark Star]_1500_28 | Pina, Albert de_[The Star Guardsman]_1500_12 |
I will have them all sent together." What did money matter, when it came to ordering an outfit for a millionairess? I grew positively intoxicated with the mad joy of choosing clothes under these conditions. Isn't it the day-dream of every human being who wears a skirt? Isn't it "what every woman wants?" A free hand for... | I only say out in a quite unabashed voice what you know other people are thinking all the time. It is not that I am worse than other people! It's only that I am much more honest. " " "You're such a child that you really don't know what you're talking about," Evelyn went on, sounding superior. You're only a flapper, aft... | 0.9 | Young women -- Fiction | Onions, Mrs. Oliver | Onions, Mrs. Oliver | 33977 | 76419 | Onions, Mrs. Oliver_[Miss Million's Maid: A Romance of Love and Fortune]_1500_12_0.3 | Onions, Mrs. Oliver_[The girls at his billet]_1500_4_0.4 |
Or were ye unmoved, pain only being the portion of the hearts of the two human beings, who, looking on the commotion, found your wildest rage calm in comparison with the tempest of fear and grief which had mastery over them. Sickened by disappointment, impatient of despair, each remained, brooding mutely over their sev... | Atawel in vain endeavoured to win Castruccio from his society; but, if the deportment of Gavaston was arrogant towards the English lords, it was so much the more affable and insinuating towards Castruccio. The king also favored the Italian, and, disregarding the merits of the matter, he allowed himself to be fully led ... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Shelley, Mary W. | Shelley, Mary W. | 66749 | 63337 | Shelley, Mary W._[The Fortunes of Perkin Warbeck: a romance]_1500_104_0.3 | Shelley, Mary W._[Valperga Volume 1 (of 3) or, The life and adventures of Castruccio, prince of Lucca]_1500_11_0.7 |
But he fears it not,—he knows it will never be,—he therefore can cheerfully leave it with God; and so can I. 'Such, my dear friend, are my thoughts, poor and unworthy; yet they seem to me as certain as my life, or as anything I see. Am I unduly confident? I ask your prayers that I may be guided aright. Your affectionat... | That is a crime now-a-days, in some places at least, Ravenna among them; and he wanted, I suppose, to put me at my ease. ' “Would you not do the same?” he continued. “Of all the men in the world, none has a better cause.” Pardon me, illustrious Count, if I repeat his flatteries. ' Whom do you take me for?' I said so, f... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Crowfield, Christopher | Church, A. J. | 47958 | 44083 | Crowfield, Christopher_[The Minister's Wooing]_1500_47_0.6 | Church, A. J._[The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis. A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from Britain]_1500_37_0.7 |
There's an afternoon train out of here; we'll be taking that, Mary." And then Mary spoke. Her voice was low, but its tone was steady. "I shall be willing—and glad—to do all I can to help. But I cannot go with you as your daughter. " "What?" cried Mr. Morton. And then: "I don't understand. " The low voice went on:— "I m... | " "But why did you, and not some less important person, undertake that dangerous mission at Prince Berloff's?" "For two reasons. First, I was best qualified. And then——" She paused and gazed at him keenly. "Yes, I shall tell you that. You know the Government does not know who the prisoner Borodin is." "So I have been t... | 1 | Adventure stories | Scott, Leroy | Scott, Leroy | 71337 | 73803 | Scott, Leroy_[Mary Regan]_1500_60 | Scott, Leroy_[L'apparition : roman]_1500_16 |
Take it, and wear it—or sell it; I don't care what you do with it. " She trembled, her round blue eyes fixed upon his face. Honest and truly, do you mean it?" she whispered. " I'm almost afraid; it—it's so—lovely!" " Put it on," ordered David, frowning. He found himself muddled over Barbara—their coldness, her capricio... | And Mr. Belknap illustrated his present susceptibility to the compelling charms of the features in question in a way which caused his pretty wife to laugh and blush, and assure him (fondly) that he was a foolish boy. " Do you really think I should warn both girls? Mrs. Belknap asked rather faintly, her mind conjuring v... | 0.7 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Kingsley, Florence Morse | Kingsley, Florence Morse | 51797 | 52447 | Kingsley, Florence Morse_[To the Highest Bidder]_1500_46_0.4 | Kingsley, Florence Morse_[Influences of Geographic Environment On the Basis of Ratzel's System of Anthropo-Geography]_1500_25_0.8 |
When he felt Angela's soft palm upon his, it thrilled him, and Angela, realizing the delicate pressure of his fingers, suddenly withdrew her hand. But at that moment the invisible chain was forged. They could not look at each other with indifference, and were perforce instinctively on their guard with each other. " I—I... | Aunt Anne got up and followed her to the back door, in order to see that it was made fast. She shook with fear when she beheld the night. Beneath that vast, unyielding sky and winding through the forbidding gloom, Alfred Wimple slipped toward Liphook. The very air seemed to have pollution in it. She fled gratefully int... | 0.2 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Seawell, M. Elliot (Molly Elliot) | Clifford, Lucy Lane | 72927 | 75404 | Seawell, M. Elliot (Molly Elliot)_[Moon of Israel: A Tale of the Exodus]_1500_37_0.2 | Clifford, Lucy Lane_[Aunt Anne, Vol. 2 (of 2)]_1500_28_0.7 |
Then there were the other poor children to think of. So by midnight the house was all quiet as usual. I was thankful that the wind had fallen, for all through the evening there had been sounds of wailing and sobbing, such as stormy weather always brings at Treluan, enough to make you miserable if there was nothing the ... | "How does this suit you? Let's follow them to-night, let them get inside, and then take them prisoners. " Texas sprang up with a whoop of delight at that delicious programme. "Whoop!" he cried. "Secon' the motion! We'll hold 'em up, doggone their boots, an'――――" Texas felt for his revolvers instinctively as he danced a... | 0 | Adventure stories | Graham, Ennis | Fitch, Clarke | 39047 | 68041 | Graham, Ennis_[Nurse Heatherdale's Story]_1500_26 | Fitch, Clarke_[The West Point Rivals: or, Mark Mallory's Stratagem]_1500_13 |
And then Uncle George had given her a cheque, privately and almost shamefacedly, explaining that it had nothing whatever to do with the three-tiered silver cake-stand that was to figure at the wedding as the joint offering of himself and Aunt Beryl. It was merely a trifle, that he could well afford, with which to suppl... | " "Oh, no, mother—of course I've come back. I hurried home. I didn't stay for nobody. How nice the room looks, mother—and the kettle boils. I'll make you a cup o' tea. " " No, Bet, I don't want it; stoop down, and look at me. Bet, look me in the eyes—oh, my girl, my girl! " Bet gazed unflinchingly at her mother. The tw... | 0.1 | Young women -- Fiction | Dashwood, Elizabeth M. | Mead, L. T. | 73352 | 6142 | Dashwood, Elizabeth M._[The heel of Achilles]_1500_87_0.3 | Mead, L. T._[A Girl of the People]_1500_2_0.4 |
"The boy bears up pretty well, eh?" observed old Matthew Kendrick to his lifelong friend, Judge Calvin Gray, as the two stood aside, having gone through their own part in the greeting of the bridal pair. Mr. Kendrick's hand was still tingling with the wringing grip of his grandson's; his heart was warm with the remembr... | I am tired of Liv and Dev—tired of the hateful old click of the machine with no change of work—I am tired of seeing the people of another class through the glass screen—and I mean to get out of it. " "Whatever are you talking of, Kitten!" the elder Miss Bush exclaimed, as she stirred her cocoa. "Why, Liv and Dev's as g... | 0 | Young women -- Fiction | Richmond, Grace S. (Grace Smith) | Glyn, Elinor | 14491 | 40893 | Richmond, Grace S. (Grace Smith)_[The Twenty-Fourth of June: Midsummer's Day]_1500_62 | Glyn, Elinor_[The Career of Katherine Bush]_1500_6 |
You never have debts, of course. " "Debts? Oh, dear, yes, I do—plenty. " "Yes, but I mean debts that you can't pay—that you have to apologise for—that hang and drag about you always. I won't talk about it," she added hurriedly, with a little shiver; "it will spoil my pleasure to-night. " "_Don't_," said Mr. Kingston. H... | "And I really might have been as cruel as that woman!" said Meta. "Well, I hope Mrs. Bellairs may be better, and able to spare her daughter. I don't know what will become of me without her. " "I think it will have been a satisfaction in one way," said Margaret. "In what way?" "Don't you remember what you began by compl... | 0 | Young women -- Fiction | Cambridge, Ada | Yonge, C. M. (Charlotte Mary) | 38083 | 3610 | Cambridge, Ada_[Colville of the Guards, Volume 2 (of 3)]_1500_7 | Yonge, C. M. (Charlotte Mary)_[The Daisy Chain, or Aspirations]_1500_78 |
Hours and hours slipped by, the wheels growled, the bags and baskets swung from the brass hooks, whilst from the piled-up, crushed bodies there only arose a sense of terrible fatigue, the great physical exhaustion brought back from the land of miracles when the overworked souls returned home. Finally, at five in the mo... | Mire was flowing on in a broad stream, the hideous, bleeding, devouring sore displayed itself in all impudence, like some cancer which preys upon an organ and spreads to the heart. What disgust and nausea must such a spectacle inspire, and what yearning for the vengeful knife that could restore health and bring joy? Pi... | 0.7 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Zola, Emile | Zola, Emile | 9170 | 9169 | Zola, Emile_[The Three Cities Trilogy, Complete Lourdes, Rome and Paris]_1500_134_0.4 | Zola, Emile_[The Three Cities Trilogy: Paris, Complete]_1500_17_0.8 |
In came Amy, quite calm and delightfully cordial to the one guest who had kept her promise. The rest of the family, being of a dramatic turn, played their parts equally well, and Miss Eliott found them a most hilarious set, for it was impossible to control entirely the merriment which possessed them. The remodeled lunc... | He gave full rein to his temperament when writing a book in the seclusion of his chambers and bore little resemblance to the Eustace Bylant known to his world. He had begun his novel in Atlantic City, but interruptions had been frequent and interests conflicting; he had confined himself to a rough draft, working only a... | 0 | Young women -- Fiction | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | Atherton, Gertrude Franklin Horn | 514 | 65310 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[Second Plays]_1500_69 | Atherton, Gertrude Franklin Horn_[The Crystal Cup]_1500_34 |
That seemed so certain that he was almost able to discount it. He was sure by now that Gray was not in the hills for any study of dialects, and he contentedly ran over the list to date. A killing and the offer of a bribe. A corrupted sheriff and the threat of 'unspeakable revenge. And Gray—— Cunningham, you see, was fo... | But men will have to handle flame-casters in the job I want them for. Some must be employed because a hundred‑mile expanse needs to be burned. Earth‑sterilizers were designed to eradicate the seeds of any plants that robots could not manage. We'll return to this spot, Roane, and at the very least we'll wipe out the spa... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Fitzgerald, William | Fitzgerald, William | 73515 | 68730 | Fitzgerald, William_[The strange people]_1500_4 | Fitzgerald, William_[Bases pour servir aux entreprises de colonisation dans les territoires nationaux de la Republique Argentine]_1500_12_0.6 |
In the midst of all this the boom of a distant cannon was heard; another and another followed; and then a tremendous crash, as a 24-pound shot passed through the windows of the hall and tore down a mass of masonry opposite. All rushed to the windows or to the roof, and lo! With their broadsides aimed at the shore, the ... | Here come our demi-lances again; away to your own band—you have not a moment to lose!" Shelly re‑embarked; Florence saluted him and lightly leapt onto his own horse. "Farewell, Edward Shelly," Florence exclaimed enthusiastically, "You are a soldier as generous as you are brave." I would more gladly be thy friend than b... | 0.7 | Historical fiction | Grant, James | Grant, James | 69420 | 71001 | Grant, James_[The adventures of Rob Roy]_1500_50_0.4 | Grant, James_[Mary of Lorraine : $b An historical romance]_1500_80_0.8 |
He beckoned to them, the wide sleeve of his green tunic falling away from his arm. Their booted feet echoed on the long floor of polished pink marble. Daoud's stomach felt hollow. He must persuade Manfred to carry the war into the north at once. A dark green velvet cloth draped to the floor blanketed the table upon whi... | As the story was often told in Egypt, when the Muslim warriors took Alexandria from the Christians, they found that most of what had once been the world's greatest collection of books had been used to fuel the fires that warmed the public baths. Relieved, Daoud watched Fra Tomasso simply close his eyes and shake his he... | 0.6 | Historical fiction | Shea, Robert | Shea, Robert | 28516 | 28515 | Shea, Robert_[The Saracen: The Holy War]_1500_44_0.4 | Shea, Robert_[A Manual or an Easy Method of Managing Bees]_1500_59_0.9 |
Cornélie, in the twilight of the lace-shaded standard-lamps, took her in with a glance and saw a woman of fifty, with the little wrinkles carefully powdered over, in a mauve-velvet gown embroidered with dull gold and spangles and beads. On the brown, waved chignon was a hat with a white aigrette. Her jewels kept on spa... | " Mr. Lewisham was glad she loved reading. He would have been disappointed if she had answered differently. But she spoke with real fervour. She loved reading! It was pleasant. She might only grasp a sliver of his thoughts. “Of course,” she went on, “I’m not as clever as some people are.” I must read books as soon as I... | 0.2 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Couperus, Louis | Wells, H. G. (Herbert George) | 43827 | 11640 | Couperus, Louis_[The Law Inevitable]_1500_45_0.4 | Wells, H. G. (Herbert George)_[Love and Mr. Lewisham]_1500_5_0.6 |
"Uncle, did my father really command that I should marry Guy, whether we loved each other or not?" "You see what he there set down as his desire; and I have taken measures that you should love one another, knowing that few cousins, young, comely, and congenial, could live three months together without finding themselve... | It did not suit me, so I fainted away to stop it, and excite interest in the provoking pair. I thought I had succeeded, but Monsieur suspected me and showed me that he did. I forgot my meek role and gave him a stage look. It had a good effect, and I shall try it again. The man is well worth winning, but I prefer the ti... | 1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May) | 54212 | 8677 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[A Modern Mephistopheles, and A Whisper in the Dark]_1500_25 | Alcott, L. M. (Louisa May)_[Behind a Mask; or, a Woman's Power]_1500_27 |
Do you think the plan will answer, Esther?" he said, rather more seriously. " If you and Deborah will not mind, Uncle Geoffrey, I’m sure this will do; but we will be a nuisance and upset you both, which worries me, since I’m half‑afraid of Deborah, who has lived with Uncle Geoffrey for twenty‑five years, has her own ha... | The Squire, their father, had done his congratulations, as far as he ever intended to do them, to Mr. Gibson himself when he came to the hall; but Mrs. Hamley, unable to go and pay visits herself, anxious to show attention to her kind doctor's new wife, and with perhaps a little sympathetic curiosity as to how Molly an... | 0.3 | Young women -- Fiction | Carey, R. Nouchette (Rosa Nouchette) | Gaskell, E. C. (Elizabeth Cleghorn) | 6850 | 4274 | Carey, R. Nouchette (Rosa Nouchette)_[Color]_1500_8_0.4 | Gaskell, E. C. (Elizabeth Cleghorn)_[Wives and Daughters]_1500_52_0.8 |
In other respects he did not appear to be changed: he had always been highly polite, but Lydgate had observed in him from the first a marked coldness about his marriage and other private circumstances, a coldness which he had hitherto preferred to any warmth of familiarity between them. He deferred the intention from d... | It's an extra special occasion, and it would be so much jollier to be complete. The boys will act better when you’re present. Dan’s chin rose another inch. That was of course true, but I hate family crowds. He spoke briefly. If there were just one or two, it wouldn’t be nearly as bad. Typical plan, I guess—gladly gathe... | 0.2 | Young women -- Fiction | Cross, Marian Evans | Mansergh, Jessie | 145 | 21110 | Cross, Marian Evans_[Middlemarch]_1500_177_0.1 | Mansergh, Jessie_[Clear Crystals]_1500_8_0.8 |
She lay down on the sofa in the salon, asleep almost instantly, while Dodo, stealing back to the bedroom, encamped in a distant armchair by a fugitive gray slit of light, began to sort her Christmas mail. In total there were twenty letters, each adorned with green and red stamps: some from long‑forgotten boyfriends, ot... | I felt glad when everybody said you would be disfigured for life after that accident. It was so hard— oh! It was so hard, especially when you had such a husband, and after Basil had put forward his attentions. Do justice to me in that matter, Mrs. Stondon. No girl could have imagined, “He was certainly in love with her... | 0.1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Johnson, Owen | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan | 36355 | 71359 | Johnson, Owen_[The Salamander]_1500_57_0.2 | Riddell, Charlotte Eliza Lawson Cowan_[A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 4]_1500_32_0.6 |
They would submit to keep the positions first. But the next move was Honoré's making the whole town aware of his apostasy. The great mansion, with the old grandpère sitting out in front, shivered. As we have seen, he had ridden through the Place d'Armes with the arch-usurper himself. Nevertheless, a Grandissime remaine... | " "What experience do you mean?" " Experiencing the thrill of falling in love. How did you know that? “Through gossip,” he snapped, then muttered to himself, “You’re just a flirt, and your idle venting is wearing me out and driving me mad.” His heart swelled inside him. On the other hand," he added, "perhaps you’re bei... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Cable, G. W. (George Washington) | Toergenev, Ivan | 12280 | 47935 | Cable, G. W. (George Washington)_[The Strangest Things in the World: A Book About Extraordinary Manifestations of Nature]_1500_37_0.4 | Toergenev, Ivan_[Fathers and Sons]_1500_26_0.8 |
She came straight to him and put both hands in his, saying in her friendly, low voice: "Mr. Kendrick, I'm sorry—sorry! " He fixed his gaze on her face for a long moment, gripping her hands with such a fierce hold that he wounded her, even though she showed no sign of it. He never thanked her; he simply held her, studyi... | " The front door of the house shut with a bang, and hasty footsteps caught up with Georgiana at the foot of the stairs, just as one big stick tumbled loose from her hold and went crashing down behind her. " “Never mind.” she breathed. The load was heavier than she had realized, yet she had no intention of being caught ... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Richmond, Grace S. (Grace Smith) | Richmond, Grace S. (Grace Smith) | 14491 | 20719 | Richmond, Grace S. (Grace Smith)_[The Twenty-Fourth of June: Midsummer's Day]_1500_48_0.5 | Richmond, Grace S. (Grace Smith)_[Under the Country Sky]_1500_9_0.9 |
When I entered the house, and saw mother in her old place, her surroundings unaltered, I suffered a disappointment. I had not had the power of transferring the atmosphere of my year's misery to Surrey. The family gathered round me. I heard the wonted sound of the banging of doors. " The doors at my grandmother’s had li... | But Mr. Kingley— What business was it of his? And, Mr. Bill! He insisted he did not view the Sunshine Islanders as savage or cannibal. She resolved to trust him, her heart fluttering. He naturally had the knowledge. Indeed, he was spot on. While she remained in Waloo, even the revolutionary Sons of Sunshine could not h... | 0.4 | Young women -- Fiction | Barstow, Elizabeth Drew | Sterrett, Frances R. (Frances Roberta) | 12347 | 39933 | Barstow, Elizabeth Drew_[The Diwan of Abu'l-Ala]_1500_14_0.3 | Sterrett, Frances R. (Frances Roberta)_[The Amazing Inheritance]_1500_32_0.9 |
We've made friends since, haven't we, and we aren't going to mind anything ever again except each other. " He barely understood what he was saying, yet his worry and distress were so profound. Anna-Rose went blindly. She stumbled along, helped by him, clutching the cat. She couldn't see out of her swollen eyes. Her foo... | But I would hear the end of all this, and besides, I had to see that he got my side of the story right to Nancy. Once again, I faced the challenge head‑on, ringing the bell three times. And when the frightened rabbit—who was the landlady’s servant—sneaked to the door, I said firmly, “Mrs. Masters,” and, in my heavy boo... | 0.4 | Young women -- Fiction | Arnim, Elizabeth von | Onions, Mrs. Oliver | 14646 | 76419 | Arnim, Elizabeth von_[Christopher and Columbus]_1500_82_0.3 | Onions, Mrs. Oliver_[The girls at his billet]_1500_46_0.9 |
So that when suddenly, in the middle of it all, a little silvery tinkling bell was heard to ring, and they all stood still looking at each other, Rollo and Maia felt quite vexed at the interruption. ' Go on,' said Maia, 'what are you all stopping for?' ' The summons,' said Waldo and Silva together. ' We must go. Good-n... | True, the explosion had slightly injured the two men who had been in the car, but their condition might have been worse had Jack not interfered. All the bandits had vanished except the three who had been captured; those three were bound hand and foot and placed aboard the carriage. The conductor took command of the thr... | 0.4 | Adventure stories | Graham, Ennis | Noname | 39375 | 22670 | Graham, Ennis_[The Band of Gideon]_1500_22_0.2 | Noname_[Jack Wright and His Electric Stage; or, Leagued Against the James Boys]_1500_11_0.9 |
The Signor Nani hath confessed to me that in Rome there was much intriguing for her favor—of which she suspected naught. It was a harm to them that they went to Rome; I would not have had it so. " "Ay, thou would'st not have had it so; thou would'st have had it all thine own way!" retorted Giustinian, who was becoming ... | Sentries patrolled the entire circumference of the bivouac, for the outlaw knew full well that he had put his head within the lion's jaw when he had ridden thus boldly to the seat of English power. He had no faith in the gratitude of De Montfort, and he knew full well what the King would urge when he learned that the m... | 0 | Historical fiction | Turnbull, Francese Litchfield | Burroughs, Edgar Rice | 10455 | 369 | Turnbull, Francese Litchfield_[A Golden Book of Venice]_1500_58 | Burroughs, Edgar Rice_[The outlaw of Torn]_1500_41 |
at no great distance from that is the large, old olive-tree, which, they say, is three, or four hundred years old, but it is so far certain, that both the trees, particularly the ash, may be seen at the distance of many miles from the plain as well as from the mountains. " " I know both these trees very well," said Edm... | ah, it has ever floated in my mind, that he would one day become downright godless; for no good can come of it, when men approach God as it were too rudely. " The father descended again, and was very much surprised to find a newly arrived guest in his host's room. At that moment, Doctor Godfred was tending to two serio... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Tieck, Johann Ludwig | Tieck, Johann Ludwig | 31738 | 31739 | Tieck, Johann Ludwig_[The Rebellion in the Cevennes, an Historical Novel. Vol. I.]_1500_6_0.4 | Tieck, Johann Ludwig_[Les historiettes de Tallemant des Réaux, tome cinquième Mémoires pour servir à l'histoire du XVIIe siècle]_1500_10_0.6 |
The darkness of early morn was soon succeeded by the graying dawn, and Phil felt a certain sense of relief as he realized that day was breaking. On they swept, past hamlets, by farm houses, where here and there men with milkpails in hand paused, startled, to rub their eyes and gaze upon the strange outfit that was rush... | "I admire your zeal young man, but your methods are open to severe criticism. First you imperil the lives of three carloads of men by cutting them loose from the train; then you climb a flag pole, nearly losing your own life in the attempt, and now you have lured three carloads of men to a deserted village, where you h... | 1 | Adventure stories | Darlington, Edgar B. P. | Darlington, Edgar B. P. | 2474 | 2478 | Darlington, Edgar B. P._[The Circus Boys on the Flying Rings; Or, Making the Start in the Sawdust Life]_1500_32 | Darlington, Edgar B. P._[The Circus Boys on the Plains; Or, The Young Advance Agents Ahead of the Show]_1500_32 |
The magnificence of the Russian soldier is surely beyond all praise. I wonder if people in France and England realize that, over the last three months, he’s fought here with only one bullet compared to ten. He stands in his trench, virtually unarmed, confronting an enemy whose resources seem limitless—yet nothing can d... | With Nicholas it is always lies...." She suddenly sprang up and stood before me. " Do you think I am noble now? she cried. " Yes," I answered. " Ah! you are incorrigible! You’ve devoured Dostoyevsky until all you see is God and the ordinary. Yet I, Ivan Andreievitch, am alive—no longer a fictional heroine of a book. Al... | 0.6 | Historical fiction | Walpole, Hugh | Walpole, Hugh | 19614 | 12349 | Walpole, Hugh_[The Dark Forest]_1500_60_0.8 | Walpole, Hugh_[The Secret City]_1500_82_0.8 |
But for all that, you would find it impossible to manage Saracen. " " You refuse to give him to me, then? Her eyes glowed with an ominous gleam. I wish you wouldn't view it that way—I simply cannot let you break your neck. If your own mare does not meet your expectations, you may take my mount—or any other horse from t... | I shall have to stay at home, and turn into a miserable morning governess, teaching wretched little kids to read, and taking them for a walk round the park. Oh, oh! Thinking about it makes me feel sick. Dan laughed shortly. " Excuse me! it makes you well. You look strikingly like yourself again. Allow me to offer you a... | 0.4 | Young women -- Fiction | Duchess | Mansergh, Jessie | 35228 | 21110 | Duchess_[Airy Fairy Lilian]_1500_81_0.8 | Mansergh, Jessie_[Clear Crystals]_1500_13_0.8 |
The voice trembled plaintively. "But how, Maman?" "Ah! you are not like others; no fortune, no pleasure, no friend. " "Maman!" "No, no;—I thank God for it; I am glad you are not; but you will be lonely, lonely, all your poor life long. There is no place in this world for us poor women. I wish that we were either white ... | The resemblance was not a little helped on by the costume of the late Revolution (most acceptably chastened and belated by the distance from Paris). Their black hair—slightly heavier on Clotilde’s head, rippling once or twice—was knotted en Grecque and adorned only with the spoils of a nosegay given to her by a small, ... | 0.8 | Historical fiction | Cable, G. W. (George Washington) | Cable, G. W. (George Washington) | 10234 | 12280 | Cable, G. W. (George Washington)_[Old Creole Days: A Story of Creole Life]_1500_35 | Cable, G. W. (George Washington)_[The Strangest Things in the World: A Book About Extraordinary Manifestations of Nature]_1500_32_0.8 |
" Morolas framed a hot retort, but thought better of it and swallowed it unsaid. " Methinks thy laughter ill-timed," he muttered grimly to himself. But Kard without a word seized the hand of Polaris, and bent and kissed it. Morolas frowned the more. Polaris recovered his spear. Using sturdy thongs, five men hauled the ... | He smelled the warm perfume of her hair as she bent and touched the cheek of Polaris with her hand. " Bring him within, Oleric," she said, "and, oh, haste, for—" Her glorious voice broke. " For he is nearly gone. " The Rutharian hunters, swinging the still Polaris high on their shoulder, passed into the mansion, leavin... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Stilson, Charles B. (Charles Billings) | Stilson, Charles B. (Charles Billings) | 35426 | 67121 | Stilson, Charles B. (Charles Billings)_[Polaris of the Snows]_1500_19_0.2 | Stilson, Charles B. (Charles Billings)_[Polaris and the Goddess Glorian]_1500_25_0.5 |
"If he cannot appreciate you, others can—I can. I——" He pauses; for the first time in his life, on such an occasion as this, he is conscious of a feeling of awkwardness. To tell a woman he loves her has been the simplest thing in the world hitherto, but now, when at last he is in earnest—when poverty has driven him to ... | Before his arrival Cyril used to tell Lilian that if Nature had meant him for anything it was to act as brigand in a private theatre; and Lilian, now calling to mind this remark, acknowledges the truth of it, and almost laughs in the face of her dark-browed cousin. Nevertheless she refrains from outward mirth, which is... | 1 | Young women -- Fiction | Duchess | Duchess | 19175 | 35228 | Duchess_[A Little Rebel: A Novel]_1500_15 | Duchess_[Airy Fairy Lilian]_1500_37 |
" That this was the voice of wisdom we had no thought to deny. Therefore it behoved us to spread the light of statecraft before our mistress. Yet, as you will readily believe, such a task was no light one. Still it must be done, even though those who try to steer a woman away from her vengeance may be said to be puttin... | "It is snowing," said Mrs. Arbuthnot. " Worse luck!" I growled from behind my newspaper. This unspeakable climate! Why can’t we dismiss the Weather Clerk? Joseph Jocelyn De Vere Vane‑Anstruther, as he entered, remarked, “Because he’s a permanent official.” Those are the very people who govern this derelict nation. Jose... | 0.8 | Adventure stories | Snaith, J. C. (John Collis) | Snaith, J. C. (John Collis) | 73402 | 34398 | Snaith, J. C. (John Collis)_[Fortune]_1500_65_0.5 | Snaith, J. C. (John Collis)_[Mrs. Fitz]_1500_1_0.7 |
So, when happening to meet his goodnatured brother-officer at the United Service Club, he had consented to run down to Captain Hunter's country place, for a brief respite from Parliamentary minutes and red-tape, the artful hypocrite had never owned to himself that he was burning to hear tidings of his false and fickle ... | " She turned her face, scarlet all over her ears and all down her throat, and she tried to meet his ardent eyes and could not. Her lips curled into a silent “Yes,” yet no sound escaped. For all its clamor, sound may have expressed less than the silence that flooded her in that proud, yet dreadful moment. In any case, M... | 0.3 | Young women -- Fiction | Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) | Cambridge, Ada | 48020 | 38083 | Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)_[Elämän taistelusta: Näytelmä viidessä näytöksessä]_1500_42_0.5 | Cambridge, Ada_[Colville of the Guards, Volume 2 (of 3)]_1500_10_0.8 |
But I can see him as if it were yesterday, when he rode into these streets in spring with April blooms at his saddle-bow. They called him “Phadbus” in jest, because his face shone like the sun, and Willebald—a good but dour man—was never jealous and took delight in seeing his wife among brave company. Ah, the afternoon... | If I am no longer merciful and just as other men, it is because I have received neither mercy nor justice. Being chased and treated as a wild animal, I am amazed that I have still kept a vestige of my humanity. Escape appeared impossible for years, and even when it finally presented itself I was so exhausted and shatte... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Buchan, John | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay) | 1966 | 70502 | Buchan, John_[The Lives of the III. Normans, Kings of England: William the First, William the Second, Henrie the First]_1500_12_0.1 | Taylor, M. Imlay (Mary Imlay)_[On the red staircase]_1500_29_0.9 |
Then, afterwards, whatever other place they go into of their own, they will look upon it as a kind of mixture of heaven and the "Ritz!" ( Later.) After tea with Nancy in her newly‑married apartment, Evelyn and I found her surrounded by piles of cardboard boxes and drifts of tissue paper—left‑over wedding‑gift clutter. ... | I said, desperately: "What am I to do about it?" " "There is nothing else I can see— you have to let me travel down with a suitcase full of women's clothing," the young American said thoughtfully. You’ll have to let me handle all the inquiries in Lewes. You? Oh, no! I firmly declared, "That is simply impossible." You w... | 0.6 | Young women -- Fiction | Onions, Mrs. Oliver | Onions, Mrs. Oliver | 76419 | 33977 | Onions, Mrs. Oliver_[The girls at his billet]_1500_42_0.6 | Onions, Mrs. Oliver_[Miss Million's Maid: A Romance of Love and Fortune]_1500_35_0.9 |
Such were the motives that now came to his aid, while as yet the whole of his inner nature rebelled at the thought that he must tear up by the roots and wholly extirpate this love that seemed to have sent its fine fibres through every nerve of his being. "No!" he said to himself, with a fierce interior rebellion, "that... | I suppose she is a Roman Catholic, and worships pictures and stone images; but then, after all, she has got an immortal soul, and I can't help hoping Mary's influence may be blest to her. They say when she speaks French she swears every few minutes; but if that is the way she was brought up, maybe she isn't accountable... | 1 | Historical fiction | Crowfield, Christopher | Crowfield, Christopher | 43076 | 47958 | Crowfield, Christopher_[Agnes of Sorrento]_1500_40 | Crowfield, Christopher_[The Minister's Wooing]_1500_69 |
" "Seven years!" said he, "dear Madam, be contented with telling me you will not speak to me after seven years, and I will endeavour to submit. " " O, very well, my Lord," answered she, "pray date the end of our speaking to each other as early as you please, I'll promise to agree to your time. " " You know, dear Madam,... | Hester could not endure the constant repetition of that outburst of pathos, the smiles that would follow, the sudden relapse as her mother was recalled by a new recollection to a sense of what was necessary in her touching position; but still less could she bear the lurking smile in Catherine Vernon's eyes, and her inc... | 0.1 | Young women -- Fiction | Burney, Fanny | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant | 6053 | 48197 | Burney, Fanny_[Evelina, Or, the History of a Young Lady's Entrance into the World]_1500_28_0.2 | Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant_[Hester: A Story of Contemporary Life, Volume 1 (of 3)]_1500_18_0.6 |
Light became indeed after that so intense that Strether would doubtless have but half made out, in the prodigious glare, by which of the two the issue had been in fact precipitated. In their cramped quarters, it felt as if something had abruptly spilled, crashing and splashing on the floor between them. The form of his... | The cad you knew as James Desboro is not exactly what you're looking at now. I naturally tend to resemble a man, even if only slightly. I learned the art of trying from her, if you wish to know. I cannot change what I used to be. I am trying to understand the remnants of who I am, and that concerns me. If you’ve ever h... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | James, Henry | Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William) | 432 | 43703 | James, Henry_[The Ambassadors]_1500_91_0.2 | Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William)_[The Business of Life]_1500_44_0.9 |
The boat was in position to bring everything into view, and he spoke to the rowers: "A storm is rising. " They ceased work, and looked over their shoulders, each for himself. " A blow from the sea, and it comes fast. What we shall do is for my Lord to say," one of them returned. The Prince grew anxious for Lael. What w... | Therefore I was surprised (and indeed, startled would not be too much to say, the moon being somewhat fleecy), to see our Annie sitting there as motionless as the tombstone, and with all her best fallals upon her, after stowing away the dishes. My nerves are generally solid, except when it comes to matters of love, whe... | 0.1 | Historical fiction | Wallace, Lew | Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge) | 6848 | 840 | Wallace, Lew_[The Prince of India; Or, Why Constantinople Fell — Volume 01]_1500_37_0.3 | Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)_[Lorna Doone: A Romance of Exmoor]_1500_64_0.3 |
To toil for these people early and late; to be at their beck and call whenever they chose to summons her; to lie awake at night thinking of the best means to relieve their trouble, and then to meet with ingratitude and reproaches. It did indeed seem hard! But it did not make her voice less sweet whilst addressing the o... | All the way to Fleet Street, Prothero, wrapped in his warm overcoat, meditated tenderly on his wife's humour. LVI. “Nothing, Tanqueray said, could be more pathetic than the Kiddy spreading her tiny skirts before Prothero to shelter that colossal figure.” Since the first time Tanqueray met her, the Kiddy had resolved to... | 0.1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Church, Mrs. Ross | Sinclair, Mary Amelia St. Clair | 75274 | 25971 | Church, Mrs. Ross_[The Inquisitor]_1500_2_0.2 | Sinclair, Mary Amelia St. Clair_[The Creators: A Comedy]_1500_90_0.2 |
The more she thought of this idea, the more it seemed to her perfect. Pearl has always carried an aura of enchantment, and if there’s a greater form of human efficiency, could it not be magic? It was not breaking one's word to substitute a better article than that contracted for. To send Pearl in her place would be kee... | Some of her friends opposed her going to the house of a widower whose reputation in regard to women was not spotless. Others believed—without voicing it outright—that if she went and succeeded in marrying him, she would do far better than anyone could have expected. Even if Miss Bennett could have fallen in love with L... | 0.7 | Young women -- Fiction | Duer, Alice | Duer, Alice | 64192 | 33985 | Duer, Alice_[The Priceless Pearl]_1500_7_0.4 | Duer, Alice_[Manslaughter]_1500_6_0.8 |
" "What's the use of beating around the bush?" she said suddenly. "Josh, this is the truth; I've grown away from you and from all that old life. I've gone into a new. I'm in love, madly, blindly, and there's no other man in the world for me! You won't understand! You force me to be cruel! It's ended between us, and I n... | Among the crowd of admirers who surrounded Louise Fortier was a certain direct and unworldly person, David Macklin, made rich into the millions by a casual freak of nature which stored treasures of oil beneath the tax-ridden farms of his ancestors. Louise Fortier, with the instinctive sense of defense of the woman even... | 1 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Johnson, Owen | Johnson, Owen | 36355 | 47640 | Johnson, Owen_[The Salamander]_1500_74 | Johnson, Owen_[The Woman Gives: A Story of Regeneration]_1500_44 |
Tecumseh made an effort to throw it aside. He argued eloquently against its brutality, but all to no effect. He reminded his braves that since he became a chief no prisoner had died at the stake, and to sustain his honour, he hoped that their votes would sustain him. Briefly, sneeringly, and bitterly Laulewasikaw repli... | When she becomes his wife, look for cats and snakes to drop from the moon. They'll do it then, sartain. Don’t keep dwelling on her—remember what I said and handle things calmly. There's a God, Oll Blount. A God! Yes, Doc, there is a God, and from this moment I will surrender everything to Him. He has saved our lives, a... | 0.8 | Adventure stories | Grant, A. F. | Grant, A. F. | 65667 | 67958 | Grant, A. F._[The Wolf Queen; or, The Giant Hermit of the Scioto]_1500_9 | Grant, A. F._[The Yellow Hunter; or, The Winding Trail of Death]_1500_15_0.7 |
" I had not thought of this before, and I wondered at my dullness, for there was sense in my father's surmise, and I fancied there might be truth in it. " I see gay doings ahead," said my father presently. " Ay," I replied, for I was thinking of the reception the king would meet in London. " Never did a king come to a ... | " "Peter Trevisa," I cried, "did ever a Trevanion do a trick like that?" " No, but you find yourself in a tight corner, and— If I chose, I could drain the life from both of you and seize the paper before anyone could intervene. "That's not my way; give it to me." Roger, I trust you; here it is. I turned my eyes to the ... | 0.7 | Adventure stories | Hocking, Joseph | Hocking, Joseph | 37042 | 54239 | Hocking, Joseph_[Sejanus: His Fall]_1500_33_0.2 | Hocking, Joseph_[Mistress Nancy Molesworth: A Tale of Adventure]_1500_4_0.8 |
When she went back into the hotel with Sanin, her "better half" or "dumpling" was already seated, the invariable fez on his head, before a table laid for breakfast. " I've been waiting for you!" He wailed, his face twisting into a sour grimace. I was on the verge of having coffee without you. "Never mind, never mind," ... | Before she had finished her narrative she was assailed with a fear that he wouldn't—he seemed to be weighing the matter so carefully in his mind—and burst out with an abrupt: "But you will take him, won't you?" Considine smiled. " He said, “I will be delighted.” Her gratitude, after all that strain, almost overwhelmed ... | 0.4 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Toergenev, Ivan | Young, F. Brett (Francis Brett) | 9911 | 25867 | Toergenev, Ivan_[The Torrents of Spring]_1500_27_0.6 | Young, F. Brett (Francis Brett)_[The Tragic Bride]_1500_20_0.9 |
Thus the runner was always fresh, and long ere they relaxed their speed all sound and trace of them was hopelessly lost to Dierich and his men. They returned crestfallen, tending to their chief and his swift bloodhound. Life and liberty, though secure, receive scant attention—why is that? they are matters of course. En... | " The loud knocking Edwy made at the door soon brought some domestics, who, opening a small wicket, discovered the identity of their principal visitor, and immediately threw open the door. " Thanks," said Edwy; "we were almost frozen. " As they passed through an atrium—still echoing the old Roman practice—domestics ush... | 0.3 | Historical fiction | Reade, Charles | Crake, A. D. (Augustine David) | 1366 | 13215 | Reade, Charles_[Subtitle: or, Maid, wife and widow: a matter-of-fact romance Subtitle: a tale of the middle ages]_1500_30_0.4 | Crake, A. D. (Augustine David)_[Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, Fifth Series, No. 22, Vol. I, May 31, 1884]_1500_9_0.8 |
The bloodsucker plants were more numerous, and the camouflage-moss made deceptively inviting paths through the red gloom. By nightfall, every man was almost spent, his nerves frayed to rags. Garth knew it wouldn’t take much to make the men erupt in furious resentment toward him. Luckily, an hour after they’d pitched ca... | I need tell you nothing you do not already know. Most Copts are fluent in English; if some aren’t, bring your captive back here. We will wait. Tony glanced once at the sprawled, dreadful body that had been Captain Brady, tipped a casual wave to Phil and Jimmy, and then stepped out. He hurried down the dim, pillar-lined... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Hammond, Keith | Hammond, Keith | 62713 | 75218 | Hammond, Keith_[Crypt-City of the Deathless One]_1500_10_0.5 | Hammond, Keith_[Secret of the Earth Star]_1500_10_0.9 |
It was my intention to shoot into the air suddenly, and then hold him up while the rest of you piled out to surround them; but something I hadn't counted on took the chance out of my hands. " "Do you think they'll live through the experience?" asked Will. "Meaning the two countrymen? Oh, I suppose so, if they don't das... | "You see, I happened to read in a paper that they had offered some pretty nice cash prizes for the best photographs taken this season that would show what woods life up here stood for. The offer holds good up to New Year's Day. " "And you mean to enter—to try for the money?" demanded Bluff. "That's what I expect to," w... | 1 | Adventure stories | Allen, Captain Quincy | Allen, Captain Quincy | 41982 | 42630 | Allen, Captain Quincy_[The Outdoor Chums in the Forest; Or, Laying the Ghost of Oak Ridge]_1500_16 | Allen, Captain Quincy_[Las noches mejicanas]_1500_8 |
" "My mother was a Greek of Cyprus. My father was a Slavonian of Ragusa, and I was born in a garden at Aleppo. " " That was a singular concurrence. " " How singular? It is not a singular event that a nautical vagabond like my father sometimes anchored in the Bay of Naples; that a Cypriot merchant carried his property a... | Rosamond, for her part, had never enjoyed the days so much in her life before: she was sure of being admired by some one worth captivating, and she did not distinguish flirtation from love, either in herself or in another. She seemed as if she were sailing on a gentle breeze, free to go wherever she pleased, while her ... | 0.1 | Young women -- Fiction | Brown, Brockden | Cross, Marian Evans | 36290 | 145 | Brown, Brockden_[Ormond; Or, The Secret Witness. Volume 2 (of 3)]_1500_22_0.2 | Cross, Marian Evans_[Middlemarch]_1500_69_0.3 |
But I don't care. He can't take from me what I've got. He can't take from me what I've got.... But we must get her back, Ivan Andreievitch. She must come back—" Nicholas came in and then Semyonov and then Bohun. Bohun, drawing me aside, whispered to me: "Can I come and see you? I must ask your advice—" "To-morrow eveni... | I hadn't any fondness for the game myself; but my comrades seemed to enjoy it hugely. While gaming, drinking, cursing, were going on in the other tents, I sat in my own, alone, and silent, pondering over my past years. I recalled the different anniversaries of the blessed day, beginning with the first I could remember ... | 0 | Historical fiction | Walpole, Hugh | Jokai, Maurus | 12349 | 34770 | Walpole, Hugh_[The Secret City]_1500_67 | Jokai, Maurus_[Told by the death's head : $b a romantic tale]_1500_17 |
Half of the soldiers were armed with shotguns and squirrel rifle and the greater part of the other half with flintlock muskets. Almost every soldier, expecting a rough-and-tumble skirmish, carried a Bowie knife and a revolver tucked to his belt. Those Arkansas and Texas lads carried blades that would make a Malay’s blo... | I could more easily have spared fewer. " " They are merely charming, childlike faces, and they—together with little Caterina—have left their sisters behind; it is fitting that the bride makes a bold appearance at the court of Cyprus, famed for its splendor. Thou knowest it, Messer Querini, having been there?" " Nay—not... | 0.2 | Historical fiction | Fox, John | Turnbull, Francese Litchfield | 2059 | 24784 | Fox, John_[The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come]_1500_44_0.6 | Turnbull, Francese Litchfield_[The Royal Pawn of Venice A Romance of Cyprus]_1500_8_0.6 |
"I'll do anything you like," he said. " Then, go—just for a moment. " The door was still only half shut behind him when she sank back into the chair, trembling with tears. When the supplies ran out, she rose, crossed the room, and flung the window open. The cold air blew refreshingly on to her face. She brushed her hai... | You count them, from the dilettante Marquis of Worcester, playing with his mechanical toy before a king and his court, Jackson, Orffyreus, Bishop Wilkins, Addeley, with the rest of them, and, beyond arriving at the decision of the French Academy—"that the only perpetual motion possible ... would be useless for the purp... | 0.8 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Thurston, E. Temple (Ernest Temple) | Thurston, E. Temple (Ernest Temple) | 16925 | 41752 | Thurston, E. Temple (Ernest Temple)_[Sally Bishop : $b A romance]_1500_32_0.5 | Thurston, E. Temple (Ernest Temple)_[The city of beautiful nonsense]_1500_11_0.5 |
Give us a hunch what we're goin' to do," replied Blaisdell. " We’re going to head off on Jorth’s trail—and no matter what, we’ll kill him—KILL HIM! I reckon that'll end the fight. " What did old Isbel have in his mind? His listeners shook their heads. " No," asserted Blaisdell. " Killing Jorth might satisfy your desire... | It was at the court of England,—not in the capital of the kingdom, but in the palace of Eltham, then one of the most beautiful, if not most splendid of the residences of our kings—in a small chamber in the left wing of the building, rather more than a month after the scenes which we have lately commemorated, that there... | 0.2 | Historical fiction | Gray, Pearl Zane | James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) | 2070 | 49987 | Gray, Pearl Zane_[Married or single?, Vol. 2 (of 3)]_1500_41_0.4 | James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)_[Vanina Vanini; Pallianon herttuatar: Kaksi kertomusta]_1500_61_0.6 |
And Jim, nothing loth, crept back towards the glowing coals and rolled himself in his heavy blanket, leaving the old corporal to his solitary reflections, and these were of a character so gloomy, so full of anxiety and dread, that one only marvels how he was able to keep up, before Kate and the children, the appearance... | In about ten minutes little Nell, her eyes shining with happiness, hunted me up and said, "I want you to take me to Harry." She held up a beautiful, intriguing ring that I recognized as Miss Viola’s mother’s engagement ring. Harry sat in an easy chair, back to the door, and, without turning his head, asked, “Is that yo... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | King, Charles | King, Charles | 19928 | 51919 | King, Charles_[Sunset Pass; or, Running the Gauntlet Through Apache Land]_1500_14_0.6 | King, Charles_[Rancho Del Muerto, and Other Stories of Adventure by Various Authors, from 'Outing']_1500_48_0.9 |
What do you want of me?" Stas repeated that the sick girl was Nell, the daughter of Mr. Rawlinson, one of the directors of the Canal; that she already had suffered from two attacks of fever and must die if he did not obtain quinine to prevent the third. "Two attacks—that is bad!" answered the unknown. "But I can give y... | Every animal crawls back into the bushes, the song of the bird ceases, the humming of the insect stops, all nature sinks into utter stillness and hides, as though protecting itself from a cruel master. But they rode along the gorge, one of the walls of which threw a dark shadow, so they could go forward without exposin... | 1 | Adventure stories | Sienkiewicz, Henryk | Sienkiewicz, Henryk | 30365 | 60177 | Sienkiewicz, Henryk_[In Desert and Wilderness]_1500_58 | Sienkiewicz, Henryk_[Through the Desert]_1500_39 |
" "Perhaps you're right," said Alex, rather discouraged. She would not admit to herself that his sweeping assertion awoke no echo whatever within her. To her, sympathy was simply a matter of agreement, so abstract questions meant nothing when she weighed them against her desire to confirm—at least for her own satisfact... | All he can do is to stay overtime at the office, doing the work of young fellows who've gone to the war. Lydia, Jennie’s young man is a fine fellow. "I'm delighted you have taken a liking to him, Aunt Beryl," Lydia said softly. Her tone held no hint of disagreement. Disparaging the son‑in‑law she had accepted would off... | 0.8 | Young women -- Fiction | Dashwood, Elizabeth M. | Dashwood, Elizabeth M. | 34935 | 73352 | Dashwood, Elizabeth M._[Village Life in China: A Study in Sociology]_1500_24_0.4 | Dashwood, Elizabeth M._[The heel of Achilles]_1500_79_0.7 |
Fortunately Stas had the two dollars with the effigy of Maria Theresa, which he got from the Greek; so he went to the city to buy dates and rice. The Sudanese did not object to the trip, knowing he could not escape Omdurmân and would never desert the little “bint.” The experience was marred by some mishaps, for the sig... | " Stasch would have liked to find out how the boy had been imprisoned by the Dervishes, but it turned out that on a certain night after he had been captured in one of the trenches dug to entrap zebras, he had already been through so many hands that one could not decide from his answer through what countries and by what... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Sienkiewicz, Henryk | Sienkiewicz, Henryk | 30365 | 60177 | Sienkiewicz, Henryk_[In Desert and Wilderness]_1500_32_0.4 | Sienkiewicz, Henryk_[Through the Desert]_1500_40_0.4 |
" Her firm touch and common sense arrangement of paper and kindling soon produced a bright blaze, and when she had removed her outdoor things, she sat down to think determinedly. She loved Lord Algy—that was the first and most dominant thing to face. She loved him so much that it would never be safe to see him again, s... | she said, beginning to dance round her companion—"handsome Bet Granger! Lovely Bet Granger! But rosy cheeks won't do it, nor eyes that sparkle, nor lips that smile ever so sweet, when the beat's mine! mine! mine! Want an _Evening Star_, sir? Great news of Gordon in the Soudan! Great news from the Soudan! Soudan! Evenin... | 0 | Young women -- Fiction | Glyn, Elinor | Mead, L. T. | 40893 | 6142 | Glyn, Elinor_[The Career of Katherine Bush]_1500_5 | Mead, L. T._[A Girl of the People]_1500_18 |
"It sure is funny grass—" A high, shrill sound suddenly pierced the stillness, and at its signal, youngsters, no older than themselves were stumbling from their narrow cots, yawning, standing. " They're putting on their pants and boots. We better—" Mike was saying. Wide-eyed, they watched the others, carefully imitated... | The Prokyman judge had suddenly ceased toying with his mace, and then only the Stenosmith was moving, furiously recording Kane's unthinkable admission. The magistrate’s voice returned, slow and measured, a sound devoid of motion, as if Death itself were speaking. Prisoner Jon Kane, I hereby grant you your right to admi... | 0.9 | Adventure stories | Holden, Fox B. | Holden, Fox B. | 65072 | 63942 | Holden, Fox B._[The Time Armada]_1500_5_0.3 | Holden, Fox B._[The Man the Tech-Men Made]_1500_2_0.4 |
It came out of an old chronicle that he had, a very ancient book, and he deemed it a fair name, and gave it in the baptizing to his youngest-born. Those were evil days, Madam, on which we fell. Yet why should I call them evil, when they were days of growing in the truth, and of the great honor of suffering for the Lord... | Yet, by the readinesse of his horse, and his great judgment and dexteritie, he not only avoided the Turke's blows, but, having drawn his falchion, so pierced the Turke under the cutlets, through back and body, that though hee alighted from his horse, he stood not long ere hee lost his head as the rest had done. In rewa... | 0 | Historical fiction | Holt, Emely Sarah | Thackeray, W. M. | 69096 | 8123 | Holt, Emely Sarah_[Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century]_1500_24 | Thackeray, W. M._[The Virginians]_1500_205 |
" I hauled, and as I hauled he threw off his clothes, his heavy boots, and catching the loose end of the line, knotted it about his breast under the armpits. " Ahoy, you!" he yelled. We were racing along the riverbank, keeping pace with one another. Swim for it. I'll meet you at the line. It was a last‑ditch gamble for... | The offer is that if you will walk out in plain sight on the hill, in about an hour, I will give you back this horse. You should mount him, head south, and keep going. Stack rubbed the spots on his wrists where the tangled hair had burrowed deep into his flesh. "That suits me from top to bottom," he said. I never play ... | 0.6 | Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Sinclair, Bertrand W. | Sinclair, Bertrand W. | 67550 | 73542 | Sinclair, Bertrand W._[Troubled Waters]_1500_3_0.7 | Sinclair, Bertrand W._[Out of the blue]_1500_27_0.9 |
In an hour you will regret that you did not listen to my advice at Umvelos'. " I clawed at my wits and strove to realize what he was saying. He spoke of death within an hour. If it only came sharp and sudden, I did not mind greatly. The plan I had made had slipped utterly out of my mind. My body was so wretched, that I... | Dickson had never before been affected by an inanimate thing with so strong a sense of disquiet. He had imagined an old stone tower perched upon a gleaming headland, only to find instead a raw, untamed structure hidden among the trees. The brand-new’s decadence repels the natural, and this new thing was itself decadent... | 0.6 | Adventure stories | Buchan, John | Buchan, John | 611 | 3782 | Buchan, John_[Faidoni Platonin keskustelma Sokrateen viimeisistä hetkistä ja sielun kuolemattomuudesta]_1500_37_0.3 | Buchan, John_[Huntingtower]_1500_10_0.9 |
With a trembling voice, she proffered it to him for the whole day, and every day, if she might only have it at night; and she even looked black when he did not accept the proposal. " It is exactly like—" said she. " It can't help being so, in a certain sense," he answered kindly, "but after all, Mary dear, he did not p... | Rachel knew she must say something; but memory utterly failed to recall any definite assurance that these debts had been discharged. Time passed, all eyes turned to her, and the urgency of a reply pressed upon her. Though fully aware of how weak and futile her words might appear, she could only falter and utter, “I tho... | 0.7 | Young women -- Fiction | Yonge, C. M. (Charlotte Mary) | Yonge, C. M. (Charlotte Mary) | 3610 | 3292 | Yonge, C. M. (Charlotte Mary)_[The Daisy Chain, or Aspirations]_1500_155_0.2 | Yonge, C. M. (Charlotte Mary)_[The Clever Woman of the Family]_1500_86_0.8 |
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