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id: 48020
author: Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
title: Aurora Floyd, Vol. 1 Fifth Edition
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sentence: 2210
flesch: 71
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summary:
  Aurora Floyd was dead and buried, and Aurora Mellish, looking critically at Talbot Bulstrode, wondered how any one could have ever gone near to the gates of death for the love of him. He was the very last person, amongst all the souls between Cockspur Street and the statue of King Charles, who seemed likely to have anything to say to Miss Aurora Floyd; nevertheless he walked deliberately up to the carriage, and, planting his elbows upon the door, nodded to her with friendly familiarity.


id: 48022
author: Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
title: Aurora Floyd, Vol. 3 Fifth Edition
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words: 62966
sentence: 2720
flesch: 76
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summary:
  Talbot Bulstrode went out early upon the quiet Sunday morning after Aurora's arrival, and walked down to the Telegraph Company's Office at Charing Cross, whence he despatched a message to Mr. John Mellish. Mr. Mellish did not attempt to argue the question.


id: 48021
author: Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
title: Aurora Floyd, Vol. 2 Fifth Edition
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words: 64573
sentence: 2770
flesch: 76
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summary:
  She ran in the first place to tell Mr. John Mellish of her discovery, as it was her custom to carry to him every scrap of intelligence great and small. Mr. John Mellish reserved to himself one room upon the ground-floor of his house: a cheerful, airy apartment, with French windows opening upon the lawn; windows that were sheltered from the sun by a verandah overhung with jessamine and roses.


id: 35335
author: McCutcheon, George Barr
title: The Sherrods
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words: 74365
sentence: 4894
flesch: 89
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summary:
  It means that poor Jud Sherrod is to have the greatest opportunity that ever came to a man. That boy, Jud Sherrod, and Cap Van's daughter, Justine, were to be married.


id: 37261
author: Young, F. E. Mills (Florence Ethel Mills)
title: The Bigamist
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  He had resolved when he first met Pamela Arnott, and discovered in his friend's wife the girl he had seen years before, to go out of her life finally; he had felt that it would not be safe to continue an acquaintance which could only be disturbing to himself, if indeed it developed no further inconvenience; but that suggestion in Mrs Carruthers' letter that everything was not as formerly in the conditions of Pamela's life shook this resolution, unsettled him. When Dare was face to face with Pamela Arnott he decided that Mrs Carruthers had exaggerated the want of look about which she had written: there was nothing to excite sympathy, or even comment, in the faintly flushed, pleasantly excited face which turned eagerly to greet him, as, on entering the Carruthers' drawing-room, Pamela's eyes singled him out with a smiling welcome in their blue depths.


id: 38054
author: Marsh, Richard
title: A Duel
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summary:
  I think, Mr. Lamb, I understood you to say that Mrs. Lamb was married to you before she met Cuthbert Grahame? Of course she was--ever so long. When Mr. Lamb had retired Mr. Talfourd seemed unhappy.


id: 8954
author: Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
title: Lady Audley's Secret
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flesch: 79
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  So that when, one fine spring morning, about three months before the time of which I am writing, the postman brought him the wedding cards of Sir Michael and Lady Audley, together with a very indignant letter from his cousin, setting forth how her father had just married a wax-dollish young person, no older than Alicia herself, with flaxen ringlets, and a perpetual giggle; for I am sorry to say that Miss Audley's animus caused her thus to describe that pretty musical laugh which had been so much admired in the late Miss Lucy Graham�when, I say, these documents reached Robert Audley�they elicited neither vexation nor astonishment in the lymphatic nature of that gentleman. he said, thoughtfully; it's rather hard to treat her letter so cavalierly�I'll keep it; upon which Mr. Robert Audley put the note back into its envelope, and afterward thrust it into a pigeon-hole in his office desk, marked important.


