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id: 59602
author: Walton, Bryce
title: The Chasm
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words: 2695
sentence: 231
flesch: 95
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  Sal walked to where Cartley stood leaning against the partly closed door of the rotting warehouse. After a while, Sal said softly, Well, what could we try to do, Doc? Cartley turned quickly.


id: 58995
author: Dryfoos, Dave
title: Seller of the Sky
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words: 3418
sentence: 260
flesch: 94
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  No one took Old Arch seriously; he was just an ancient, broken-down wanderer who went about seeking alms and spreading tales of the great Outside. But it is a fact that by 4000, when my grandfather Hockington Hammer was growing up in New Oshkosh, Old Arch was a familiar figure in all the Domed Cities of the Plains.


id: 61006
author: Jacobs, Sylvia
title: Young Man from Elsewhen
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words: 5270
sentence: 419
flesch: 93
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  Shall we have something sent in or go to the diner? Let's go to the diner, old George decided. Medical men would examine these people and find certain evolutionary developments--the secret would be out.


id: 60725
author: De Ford, Miriam Allen
title: Not Snow Nor Rain
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words: 5143
sentence: 392
flesch: 86
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summary:
  They were small envelopes, addressed in blue, in printing simulating handwriting, to Orville K. Hesterson, Sec.-Treas., Time-Between-Time, 746 Ochterlonie Building, New York 3, N. Y. Feeling them with experienced fingers, Sam Wilson judged they were orders for something, doubtless enclosing money. He showed me a paper, signed with the name of this outfit, by the secretary or something-- Orville K. Hesterson, Sam said.


id: 58899
author: Dryfoos, Dave
title: Journey Work
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words: 5088
sentence: 422
flesch: 91
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summary:
  For this day's work Ollie expected even less pay than usual; the mumbling, pencil-licking rancher--his name was Rost--seemed to be overacting the role of harried proprietor. Soon Ollie saw his guess confirmed.


id: 58974
author: Bixby, Jerome
title: Our Town
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words: 8431
sentence: 599
flesch: 97
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summary:
  Sit down, Ben Bates, old Jim snarled. Tom Pace shook his head, and old Jim looked like he'd like to go, if he only could--and Ben said, Maybe I'll be down a little while later, Windy.


id: 39802
author: Bashford, H. H. (Henry Howarth), Sir
title: Tommy Wideawake
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words: 26355
sentence: 1832
flesch: 90
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summary:
  I remember taking Tommy home, and helping my man to undress and wash him and put him to bed, and I shall never forget the evening that I spent downstairs in my study, staring dumbly over the misty valley to the far downs, and seeing only two grave grey eyes looking rebukingly into mine. Seen Tommy? he asked.


id: 40408
author: Cholmondeley, Mary
title: A Devotee: An Episode in the Life of a Butterfly
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words: 29538
sentence: 1906
flesch: 85
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summary:
  Mr. Gresley had several times called upon Mr. Loftus with a view to giving the conversation a deeper turn, but when he was actually in his presence, and Mr. Loftus's steel-gray attentive eye was upon him, the younger man found it difficult, not to say impossible, to force conversation on subjects which Mr. Loftus had no intention to discuss. Mr. Gresley said on his return from a futile attempt to approach Mr. Loftus on the subject of public worship; 'but when I had thoroughly explained my own views on the importance of regular attendance at both services on Sunday, he only said that those being my opinions, he considered that I was fully justified in having daily services as well.


id: 16186
author: Duchess
title: A Little Rebel
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words: 30216
sentence: 2489
flesch: 91
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summary:
  He pauses again, and now again gives way to the fear that is destroying him--A _grown_ girl! Miss Wynter is in your care, you are in a measure responsible for her future happiness--the happiness of her whole _life,_ Curzon--and if anything goes wrong with her---- The professor puts up his hand as if to check him.


id: 19175
author: Duchess
title: A Little Rebel: A Novel
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words: 30261
sentence: 2509
flesch: 91
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summary:
  Not that--never that, Says Hardinge. But then if an old man of fifty _wasn't_ an old man of fifty----The professor checks his thoughts, they are growing too mixed.


id: 39598
author: Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows)
title: Asa Holmes; or, At the Cross-Roads
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words: 32106
sentence: 1604
flesch: 80
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summary:
  You don't see many old men like that. There were chairs out under the great oak-trees in the yard, and the two sat talking all afternoon of old times, until the evening shadows began to grow long across the grass.


id: 55039
author: Stacpoole, Margaret Robson
title: The Man Who Found Himself (Uncle Simon)
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words: 44861
sentence: 2911
flesch: 87
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summary:
  Yesterday morning I met old Mr. Simon Pettigrew, the lawyer; mind, you are to say nothing about this to anyone--but stay a moment, go into the sitting-room and fetch me _ However, he was used to shocks, and if old Simon Pettigrew was running after girls it was no affair of his.


id: 20979
author: Quiller-Couch, Arthur
title: Brother Copas
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words: 64713
sentence: 3887
flesch: 82
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summary:
  Blessedest Thursday's the fat of the week!' Quoted Brother Copas from one of his favourite poems. In _Brother Copas_


