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Category： Author：Lucy Maud Montgomery
It was a warm, golden-cloudy, lovable afternoon. In the big living-room at Ingleside Susan Baker sat down with a certain grim satisfaction hovering about her like an aura; it was four o'clock and Susan, who had been working incessantly since six that morning, felt that she had fairly earned an hour of repose and gossip.
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Category： Author：Arthur Conan Doyle阿瑟·柯南·道尔
“I'm afraid that he won't come,” said Laura McIntyre, in a disconsolate voice...
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Category： Author：novel
Linton lay down his steel fork beside the massively solid transparency of the restaurant water glass.
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Category： Author：novel
Laura Pavely did not raise her voice, but there was trembling pain, as well as an almost incredulous surprise, in the way she uttered the five words which may mean so much—or so little.
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Category： Author：novel
There had been a heavy shower of rain, but the sun was already shining through the breaks in the clouds and throwing swiftly changing shadows on the streets, the houses, and the gardens of the city of Laurania. Everything shone wetly in the sunlight: the dust had been laid; the air was cool; the trees looked green and grateful. It was...
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Category： Author：novel
JACK LANAGAN of the San Francisco Enquirer was conceded to have “arrived” as the premier police reporter of San Francisco. This honour was his not solely through a series of brilliant newspaper feats in his especial field, but as well by reason of an entente that permitted him to call half the patrolmen on the force by their given name...
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Category： Author：novel
IT BEGAN because, meeting Nils Berquist in town one August morning, he dragged me off for luncheon at a little restaurant on a side street where he swore I would meet some of the rising geniuses of the century.
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Category： Author：Cecily von Ziegesar 塞西莉·冯·齐格萨
Series "gossip girl" tells the upper-class aristocratic society of New York's upper east side adolescent growth story, they are young and rich, beautiful and smart, sophisticated and make public; They contrived, hypocrisy; They drink, promiscuous intrigue against each other, each other, even drugs has become a drink plain boiled water....
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Category： Author：Charlotte M. Yonge
In such pursuits if wisdom lies, Who, Laura, can thy taste despise? --GAY
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Category： Author：P G Wodehouse
In a day in June, at the hour when London moves abroad in quest of lunch, a young man stood at the entrance of the Bandolero Restaurant looking earnestly up Shaftesbury Avenue--a large young man in excellent condition, with a pleasant, good-humoured, brown, clean-cut face. He paid no attention to the stream of humanity that flowed past...
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