was nothing, and dispersed to their inquiries. By six they returned, their zeal a little damped, wi...
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not care?" "Go," she whispered, without glancing round. She continued to stare out of the window. ...
The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells [Herbert George] THE PRINCIPAL CHARACTER IN THE STORY I. If ...
itself. A finger-post suddenly jumped out at him, vainly indicating an abrupt turn to the right, an...
Norfolk Broads. "I?" said Hoopdriver when the question came to him. "Why, cycling, of course." "Yo...
rhymes that read well--even with your mouth full of sausage. Mr. Hoopdriver formed a vague idea of ...
expectation of collapse that had previously unnerved him. To ride a bicycle properly is very like a...
Titanic. What should he say when he overtook her? That scarcely disturbed him at first. How fine sh...
(overlooking a jolt or so), and far away, at the end of it all,--the sea. What mattered a fly or s...
of mustard. After he had called for his reckoning he went, his courage being high with meat and mus...
ever. They were many men, speaking divers tongues. He was but one who obeyed the worldwide impulse....
had but the slightest transitory glimpses of the drama within, of how the things looked in the magi...
"The shed is full of rattans," answered Almayer, "and I have about eighty tons of guttah in the wel...
his sensations, his personality--all this seemed to be lost in the abominable desire, in the pricel...
first-class Chinaman that." "Did you? I had forgotten. Well, that Jim-Eng, he burst through the bu...