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Category: Author:Max Brand
It’s the story of Kate Cumberland and the incredible five-year-old daughter of Kate and Dan, Joan.
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Category: Author:阿诺德.本涅特 Arnold Bennett
'Therefore, although it be a history,Homely and rude, I will relate the same,For the delight of a few natural hearts.'
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Category: Author:Robert Michael Ballantyne
Fred Temple was a tall, handsome young fellow of about five-and-twenty.
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This children's classic, first published in 1881, which tells the story of the widowed Mrs. Pepper and her five children-Ben, Polly, David, Joel, and Phronsie, continues to resonate with readers today. Without being saccharine, the book reveals the true value of family. When the children, or Five Little Peppers as they are known in Bad...
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Category: Author:Patricia Wentworth
The dining-room of Molloy’s flat had not been built to receive twenty-five guests, but the Delegates of twenty-five affiliated Organisations had been crowded into it. The unshaded electric light glared down upon men of many types and nationalities. It did not flatter them.
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Category: Author:Edwin L. (Legrand) Sabin
"Twenty-five thousand people—and more on the way! Think of that!" exclaimed Mr. Richards, Terry's father.
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Category: Author:Robert Michael Ballantyne
It was five o’clock in the afternoon. There can be no doubt whatever as to that. Old Agnes may say what she pleases—she has a habit of doing so—but I know for certain (because I looked at my watch not ten minutes before it happened) that it was exactly five o’clock in the afternoon when I received a most s...
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The foregoing Preface was written by Mrs. Ewing for the first edition of Brothers of Pity, and Other Tales. The book contains five stories, illustrated by the pictures of which my sister speaks; and it is still sold by the S.P.C.K. "Toots and Boots" was so minutely adapted to Flinzer's pictures, that the tale suffers in...
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There was a card party at the rooms of Naroumoff, of the Horse Guards. The long winter night passed away imperceptibly, and it was five o'clock in the morning before the company sat down to supper. Those who had won ate with a good appetite; the others sat staring absently at their empty plates. When the champagne appeared, howev...
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