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id: 29964
title: Clarissa: Preface, Hints of Prefaces, and Postscript
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  Richardson wrote a Preface for Volume I and a Postscript published Preface and Postscript is Richardson''s own work. for example, appears in the first edition to be the work of Richardson have ''a Work of a new kind among us''.[14] _Clarissa_ is concerned with Postscript to _Clarissa_ Richardson describes it as a ''History (or published versions of the Preface and Postscript: Richardson [9] ''_Pleasantry_, (as the ingenious Author of Clarissa says of a Story) recommendation Andrew Millar published the work; and Richardson also Instead of following this way of writing, the Author of Clarissa has All the Objections to the Design and Conduct of the History of =Clarissa=, The author of the History (or rather Dramatic Narrative) of Clarissa, is ''These are the great authorities so favourable to the stories that end "But the Reader must have observed, that great, and, it is hoped, good


id: 730
title: Oliver Twist
author: Dickens, Charles
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  brown-cloth parish cap on his head, Oliver was then led away by Mr. Bumble from the wretched home where one kind word or look had never ''Now, Oliver, my dear, come to the gentleman.'' As Mr. Bumble said open-hearted man,'' said the old gentleman: turning his spectacles in ''My boy!'' said the old gentleman, ''you look pale and alarmed. ''The old gentleman over the way?'' said Oliver. said Oliver, clasping his hands passionately, and looking round. ''Not always those,'' said the old gentleman, patting Oliver on the head, ''Oh, no, no, never mind,'' said the young woman, grasping Oliver''s hand; ''See here, boy!'' said Sikes, putting his other hand to Oliver''s throat; ''They belong to the old gentleman,'' said Oliver, wringing his hands; ''I suppose,'' said the Jew, fixing his eyes on Oliver, ''you want to know ''Indeed,'' said Oliver, looking piteously up into the man''s face;


id: 4271
title: A Modern Telemachus
author: Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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  Madame de Bourke bade the maids carry off the little Jacques, and Ulysse French subject like her husband and his brother; but Arthur was The last time Arthur saw Madame de Bourke''s face, by the light It was daylight when Arthur was awakened by poor little Ulysse sitting up ''A very old fishwife,'' said Arthur, ''who used to come her rounds to our ''You have been very good to me, Yusuf,'' said Arthur, his pride much ''Not now, not to-night, my dear little mannie,'' said Arthur, tears in his ''Well, Yusuf, my name is Hope, you know,'' said Arthur. Ulysse disported himself like a little fish, Arthur did his best to little master,'' he added, looking at Ulysse, who was standing by Arthur. ''We are come to save her,'' said Arthur in French. When Estelle reappeared, dressed once more like a little French lady (at


id: 10799
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 5
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  My friend Belford, I said, had a happy talent in the letter-writing way; ladies called a SOBER man: but I must needs say, that I thought Miss Howe Do you know such a man as Captain Tomlinson, my dearest life, [aside,] Not know her again, Sir!--I thought there was not a man living who had of the people of the house, that such a good man as Captain Tomlinson had Cursed letters, these of Miss Howe, Jack!--Do thou turn back to those of But seest thou not how right I was in my endeavour to persuade my fairone to allow her uncle''s friend to think us married; especially as he But let me beg of thee, once more, my dear Lovelace, if thou hast any Lovelace!--My soul is above thee, man!--Thou hast a proud heart to contend with!--My soul is above thee, man!''* Miss Howe thinks her above


id: 10462
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 4
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  if he don''t.--Let me know, my dear, your thoughts of every thing. my dear, were but a woman, who gives reason to the world to think her I know that thou art so abandoned a man, that to give thee the best I will suppose, my dear Miss Howe, that you have read my cousin''s letter. [The Lady dates again on Monday, to let Miss Howe know, that Mr. prove not such as may be reasonably hoped for, our dear friend shall know you have a mind to propose, write to me: and I shall know what answer to I did not know, my dear, that you deferred giving an answer to Mr. Lovelace''s proposals till you had my opinion of them. D. It is mighty good of you, Madam, (I hope the man will think so,) to me; but, if thou art my friend, think of Miss Howe''s letters, and of her


id: 9798
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 2
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  Don''t think of your brother''s coming up, said my aunt, still in a low I am commanded to let you know, that my father and uncles having heard When, my dear, you have read my answer to my brother''s letter, tell me Although you say I would not like him myself, I do assure you, if Mr. Solmes were such a man as Mr. Hickman, in person, mind, and behaviour, ''Look through the families, said she, which we both know, where the man says, he cannot help making: that did my friends know the little favour me tell you, my dear, your father, mother, uncles, every body, respect To let you know what a vile man you are thought to have set your heart to her, she said, to see my father, my mother, my uncles, my brother, my


id: 9881
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 3
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  letters from Lady Betty and Miss Montague put Clarissa in good humour I think myself obliged to thank you, my dear Miss Howe, for your Fear nothing, dearest creature, said he--let us hasten away--the chariot word so--let go my hand, and you shall see my letter. solemnity has passed, I shall think that step a duty, which till then received your kind letter.* Every thing is kind from so dear a friend. I obliged the dear creature highly, I could perceive, by bringing Mrs. Greme to attend her, and to suffer that good woman''s recommendation of letters,'' [and I know thou cheerest the hearts of all thy acquaintance I hope, my dear Miss Howe, I shall not have occasion, in my future proper time, let thee see Joseph''s letter, and what I shall answer to will be mine in an honourable way, we shall all be friends in good time.


id: 12398
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 9
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  the letters to the family, with those to Mrs. Norton and Miss Howe, Mr. Belford gives the Lady''s posthumous letters to Mrs. Hervey, Miss arrival; and he went to an inn, and pursued on foot his way to Mrs. Norton''s; and finding her come to town, left the letter he carried don I gave particular directions to Mrs. Smith''s maid (whom I have ordered to attend the good woman in a mourning six times, spare thy poor creature, and every hour of my life shall be a young lady, I am told, said, It was Miss Clarissa Harlowe''s care to Mr. Belford then excuses Mr. Lovelace as a good-natured man with all his Mr. Belford sends with this letter to Miss Howe the lady''s memorandum Paris, shall expect to see my friend Belford, who, by that time, I doubt dear cousin and Miss Howe, to which this wretched man had given a period.


id: 11364
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 6
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  Miss Howe, proceeded she, knows the full state of matters already, Sir. The answer I expect from her respects myself, not you. This said, no doubt, to let Mrs. Moore know, that the garden-conversation [Holding the door in my hand.] Tell him that this is Mrs. Harriot Lucas; and let him come in. letter into Mrs. Harriot''s own hand, as he should tell Miss Howe. the like nature.--And yet Lady Betty and Miss Montague, [a man would be Lady Betty would think it very strange, I told her, if she were to know But pr''ythee, dear Lovelace, if thou''rt a man, and not a devil, resolve, thing, Lovelace: don''t let this good woman, I was going to say vile The lady tells Dorcas, that her heart is broken: and that she shall live Let me beseech thee, my dear Lovelace, in thy next letter, to rave most


id: 12180
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 8
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  letter,) which I cannot at present think of sending to that dear friend Let me add, that the excellent lady is informed, by a letter from Mrs. Norton, that Colonel Morden is just arrived in England. Colonel Morden, thou hast heard me say, is a man of honour and bravery:-Sir, said the good man, I wish you''d walk down. Mean time, I thought I would write to divert thee, while thou art of such Tell me of a truth, good Mrs. Lovick, where I may see this dear lady. If thou wouldst be thought in earnest in thy wishes to move the poor lady curious to know every thing that concerns the poor man, for whom thou And now let me ask thee, Lovelace, Dost thou think that, when the time I hope, my good friend, that the lady will not ''die'': I shall be much


id: 9296
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 1
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  friends (my father and uncles, however, if not my brother and sister) Will you engage, my dear, that the hated man shall not come near your A man who had like to have been my brother''s murderer, my sister said, I know my duty, said I; and hope I shall not find impossible condition My father, you know, my dear, has not (any more than my brother) a kind Pray, my dear, be so good as to tell me, What man of a great and [mothers must have their way, you know, my dear] to the man whom she so being the youngest child, father, uncles, brother, sister, all thought happened before the rencounter, and soon after the inquiry made into Mr. Lovelace''s affairs had come out better than my brother and sister hoped brother; fathers and mothers must think so, were it not for that


id: 11889
title: Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 7
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  incensed against her by means of Miss Howe''s warm letters to her sister. Pray let me know what the people are with whom you lodge?--Shall I send The matter now!----Why Lady Betty has two letters from Miss Harlowe, Lady Sarah told me, that I carried things a great way; and that neither ''In short, Ladies, in a word, my Lord, Miss Clarissa Harlowe is an angel; Give me thy hand, Bob!--Thou talkest like a man of honour at I long to know what Miss Howe wrote to her friend, in order to induce her I should be very sorry, Sir, and so would Miss Howe, if this poor lady''s think Miss Howe likes you, Sir, and little as she approves of your and she said, referring to her nurse, (who vouched for her,) Pray, Mr. Hickman, let Miss Howe know the good hands I am in: and as to the kind


id: 12958
title: Pamela, Volume II
author: Richardson, Samuel
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  a watch-case: "For who knows," said he, "my dear, but we shall have "Dear good souls!" said he, "now every thing they say and write Wherefore my good lady, I hope I stand excused, and shall not bring letters, with such accounts of my dear lady''s favour and goodness to "Dear my lady!" said I: for she still kept looking at me: and her good "Indeed, Sir, I cannot," said I; "pray, my dear ladies--pray, my good which my lady said, a little tartly, "Yes, and for a very good reason, Sir," said I, "these ladies come to be obliged to you for your good "You have an angel, and not a woman, for your lady, my good Mrs. Jervis," said the countess. "Well, but, Sir," said I, "a lady of Miss Darnford''s good sense, hands, from _yours most sincerely_, P.B. Do, dear good Sir Simon, let Miss Polly add to our delights, by her


id: 35196
title: Gwen Wynn: A Romance of the Wye
author: Reid, Mayne
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  Stepping into the boat, the other Gwendoline takes the oars, Miss Lees the same time he observes two boats approaching the little dock, where After a time, he again observes:--"You''ve said you don''t know the ladies Men as think that way a''nt like to stick at any sort of If the young lady be anythin'' like''s good-lookin'' as Mary Morgan--" "Not now; you shall know in good time--when you meet me with the boat. "Captain Ryecroft" and "Miss Wynn," instead of "Vivian" and "Gwen!" It "There was a day, Miss Wynn, when, standing on this spot, I thought "Wonder whose boat can be on the river this time o'' night--mornin'', I Captain Ryecroft, looking towards the door still ajar, sees a face Llangorren Court, by the boat-stair, and he knows the people now living the house, did not re-enter; his oars were in the boat, having just come


id: 35784
title: Gwen Wynn: A Romance of the Wye
author: Reid, Mayne
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  times so at the end of Captain Ryecroft''s line and rod; he having there "Joe, old boy, Miss Lees and I are going for a row; but, as the day''s Stepping into the boat, the other Gwendoline takes the oars, Miss Lees to the boat-dock in good time, and give Joseph the cue to hold his same time he observes two boats approaching the little dock, where but Men as think that way a''nt like to stick at any sort of "Not now; you shall know in good time--when you meet me with the boat. "Captain Ryecroft" and "Miss Wynn," instead of "Vivian" and "Gwen"! "There was a day, Miss Wynn, when, standing on this spot, I thought "Wonder whose boat can be on the river this time o'' night--mornin'', I the house, did not re-enter; his oars were in the boat, having just come


id: 59535
title: Project Hi-Psi
author: Riley, Frank
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  "I have an appointment with the Director." Lucifer Brill''s voice still eyes-only, Q-clearance sanctums, Lucifer Brill took matters into his When Lucifer Brill opened his eyes, his face was half buried in a white Lucifer turned back to the window in time to see two men, in the same be standard garb, Lucifer opened the door and faced the men coming up Lucifer did not raise his eyes to Nina''s face, but through the "If you please," Lucifer said to Huth, "I would like to observe your Lucifer saw Nina nod at him, and try to smile encouragingly. Nina looked at Lucifer again, hesitated, then turned away without Now, for the first time, Lucifer saw uncertainty on Huth''s face. "Our card tests have discovered many psi positives," Lucifer Huth put his hand on Lucifer''s shoulder. Lucifer thought of his crude experiment with the psi positive children,


id: 59160
title: The 3rd Party
author: Holum, Lee B.
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  Roger Lorin and his wife waited near the entrances to the boarding "Come on Linda," Roger said. the sun," Roger said to Linda. "Good," Roger said. "I hope I can help," said Roger. Roger and Darcy entered a lab in which a man sat staring at the face "Good idea," said Roger. might of the North American power had prevented a war at that time. "But why should South America do anything like that?" Roger asked "They don''t like it," Roger said. "They don''t like it," Roger said. "The trip was all right," Roger replied coldly, "though I don''t like "That sounds like Roger Lorin," came the reply. fuel before the rocket carrying those South American officials blasts "Take a look," the police officer handed Roger a pair of binoculars. "This is my wife, Linda," Roger said. "It''ll be a while yet," Roger said. "That''s our ship," Roger said.


id: 61344
title: The Happy Isles
author: King, Basil
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  morning when our little boy''s story opens had given time for Miss So, outwardly, Tom Whitelaw came in for two full years of good-natured George Honeybun and Tom Whitelaw came looking for a home, the ancient A few days after his rescue of Guy Ansley from the snow Tom Whitelaw Tom looked round to see what Miss Ansley was doing, but slipping away, in New York that Tom felt the impulse to tell Honey of the way in For the first time in his life Tom Whitelaw couldn''t sleep. Once more Tom said to himself, "It''s the way she looks at you." He knew The face, which even a boy like Tom could see to Yer don''t think a little thing like this Tom, couldn''t we make a little life for ourselves away from everyone, Whitelaw came into the room where Tom was at work to look for him.


