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  Anna Karenina

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  Anna is the jewel of St. Petersburg society until she leaves her husband for the handsome and charming military officer, Count Vronsky. They fall in love, going beyond High Society’s acceptance of trivial adulterous dalliances. But when Vronsky’s love cools, Anna cannot bring herself to return to the husband she detests…
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  Jennie Gerhardt

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  “I wonder,” said the mother, wearily, when they neared the door, “if they’ve got any coal?”

  “Don’t worry,” said Jennie. “If they haven’t I’ll go.”

  “A man run us away,” was almost the first greeting that the perturbed George offered when the mother made her inquiry about the coal. “I got a little, though.” he added. “I threw it off a car.”

  Mrs. Gerhardt only smiled, but Jennie laughed.

  “How is Veronica?” she inquired.

  “She seems to be sleeping,” said the father. “I gave her medicine again at five.”

  While the scanty meal was being prepared the mother went to the sick child’s bedside, taking up another long night’s vigil quite as a matter of course.

  While the supper was being eaten Sebastian offered a suggestion, and his larger experience in social and commercial matters made his proposition worth considering. Though only a car-builder’s apprentice, without any education except such as pertained to Lutheran doctrine, to which he objected very strongly, he was….

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  me here as I stand. Shoot again, Umlilwane–shoot again, if you dare. Hau! Hear my `word.’ You have slain my dog–my white hunting dog, the last of his breed–who can outrun every other hunting dog in the land, even as the wind outstrippeth the crawling ox-wagon, and you have shed my blood, the blood of a chief. You had better first have cut off your right hand, for it is better to lose a hand than one’s mind. This is my `word,’ Umlilwane–bear it in memory, for you have struck a chief–a man of the House of Gcaleka.”
  [Umlilwane: “Little Fire”–Kafirs are fond of bestowing nicknames. This one referred to its bearer’s habitually short temper.]

  “Damn the House of Gcaleka, anyway,” said Carhayes, with a sneer as the savage, having vented his denunciation, stalked scowlingly away with his compatriots. “Look here, isidenge,” [fool], he continued. “This is my word. Keep clear of me, for the next time you fall foul of me I’ll shoot you dead. And now, Eustace,” turni

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  Fast as The Wind

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  “That poor devil who escaped from Dartmoor five days ago.”

  Dick smiled.

  “Is that your news?”

  “Yes.”

  “There have been several escapes lately.”

  “But they’ve all been caught in no time; this chap ain’t, and by gum, lad, if he come’d my way I’d help him out. I don’t believe they’ll get him; at least I hopes not.”

  “They’ll have him right enough,” said Dick. “A convict at large is a danger to all on the moor.”

  “This one ain’t,” said Brack. “‘Sides, he may be innocent.”

  “Innocent men don’t get into Princetown,” said Dick.

  “That’s just where yer wrong,” said Brack. “I’ve a brother in there now, and he’s innocent, I’ll swear it.”

  Dick maintained a diplomatic silence.

  “Of course you’ll not believe it, but it’ll come out some day. He was on a man-o-warsman, and they lagged him for knocking a petty officer overboard; the chap was drowned, but Bill swore he never had a hand in it, and I believes him. At the trial it came out Bill had a dow….

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