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id: 22835
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
title: The London Visitor
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  He is a very old friend of ours, added Lady Margaret; Mr. Thompson, of Harley Street, whose daughter lately married Mr. Browne of Gloucester Place, and, with the word, entered Mr. Thompson in his own proper person. At seven o'clock, accordingly, we repaired to General Dunbar's, and found our hostess surrounded by her fine boys and girls, conversing with a gentleman, whom she immediately introduced to us as Mr. Thompson.


id: 870
author: Jerome, Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka)
title: The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl
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sentence: 156
flesch: 87
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  They sat in silence for a while; for the fat little Herr Pfarrer was dreaming of the past; and long, lanky Ulrich Nebendahl, the wheelwright, of the future. Why, at your age, Ulrich--at your age, repeated the Herr Pastor, setting down his beer and wiping with the back of his hand his large uneven lips, I was the father of a family--two boys and a girl.


id: 22837
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
title: The Lost Dahlia
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words: 4028
sentence: 123
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  Her father, the Rev. William Milton, himself a very clever man, and an able mechanician and engineer, held the living of Heckfield for many years. Time, in short, was beginning to play his part as the great comforter of human afflictions, and the poor Phoebus seemed as likely to be forgotten as a last year's bonnet, or a last week's newspaper--when, happening to walk with my father to look at a field of his, a pretty bit of upland pasture about a mile off, I was struck, in one corner where the manure for dressing had been deposited, and a heap of earth and dung still remained, to be spread, I suppose, next spring, with some tall plant surmounted with bright flowers.


id: 22838
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
title: Country Lodgings
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words: 4738
sentence: 152
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  Before she was nineteen the fair Helen Cameron was a widow and an orphan, with one beautiful boy, to whom she was left sole personal guardian, an income being secured to her ample for her rank in life, but clogged with the one condition of her not marrying again. In a word, the chief beauty of Helen Cameron was her sensibility.


id: 22839
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
title: Jesse Cliffe
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sentence: 272
flesch: 64
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summary:
  But the good farmer, who chanced to be a keen sportsman, and to be followed that day by a favourite greyhound, was so dulcified by the manner in which the delinquent started a hare at the very moment of Venus's passing, and still more by the culprit's keen enjoyment of a capital single-handed course, (in which Venus had even excelled herself,) that he could not find in his heart to take any harsh measures against him, for that day at least, more especially as Venus seemed to have taken a fancy to the lad--so his expulsion was postponed to another season; and before that season arrived, poor Jesse had secured the goodwill of an advocate far more powerful than Venus--an advocate who, contrasted with himself, looked like Ariel by the side of Caliban, or Titania watching over Bottom the Weaver. A strange contrast!--but one which seemed as nothing compared with that which was soon to follow: for Phoebe, happening to be with her grandfather and her great friend and playmate Venus, a jet-black greyhound of the very highest breed, whose fine limbed and shining beauty was almost as elegant and aristocratic as that of Phoebe herself;--the little damsel, happening to be with her grandfather when, instigated by Daniel Thorpe's grumbling accusation of broken fences and I know not what, he was a second time upon the point of warning poor Jesse off the ground--was so moved by the culprit's tattered attire and helpless condition, as he stood twirling, between his long lean fingers, the remains of what had once been a hat, that she interceded most warmly in his behalf.


id: 5991
author: Von Arnim, Elizabeth
title: The Solitary Summer
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words: 39309
sentence: 1245
flesch: 70
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  It lies due south, sheltered on the north, east, and west by farm buildings, and is rich in those old fruit-trees and well-seasoned gooseberry bushes that make such a good basis for the formation of that most delightful type of little garden, the flower-and-fruit-and-vegetable-mixed sort. This I have been a long while deciding, though I believe I knew all the time somewhere deep down in my heart that they were sweet-peas; and every summer when they first come out, and every time, going round the garden, that I come across them, I murmur involuntarily, Oh yes, _you_ are the sweetest, you dear, dear little things.


id: 2496
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
title: Our Village
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words: 52266
sentence: 1890
flesch: 70
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summary:
  But we have little time to gaze at present; for that piece of perversity, our horse, who has walked over so much level ground, has now, inspired, I presume, by a desire to revisit his stable, taken it into that unaccountable noddle of his to trot up this, the very steepest hill in the county. The park, studded with old trees, and sinking gently into a valley, rich in wood and water, is in the best style of ornamental landscape, though more according to the common routine of gentlemen's seats than the singularly original place which we have just left.


id: 27805
author: Grahame, Kenneth
title: The Wind in the Willows
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words: 60955
sentence: 3028
flesch: 84
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summary:
  When at last Toad had talked himself to a standstill, there was silence for a while; and then the Rat said, Now, Toady, I don't want to give you pain, after all you've been through already; but, seriously, don't you see what an awful ass you've been making of yourself? O, _bother_ Toad, said the Rat savagely; I've done with him.


id: 2662
author: Hardy, Thomas
title: Under the Greenwood Tree; Or, The Mellstock Quire A Rural Painting of the Dutch School
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words: 59888
sentence: 2763
flesch: 80
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summary:
  Is that thee, young Dick Dewy? came from the darkness. Then why not stop for fellow-craters--going to thy own father's house too, as we be, and knowen us so well? Dick Dewy faced about and continued his tune in an under-whistle, implying that the business of his mouth could not be checked at a moment's notice by the placid emotion of friendship.


id: 16258
author: Barr, Amelia E.
title: The Squire of Sandal-Side: A Pastoral Romance
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words: 66892
sentence: 4198
flesch: 86
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summary:
  I like all bright, honest, good lads; but when they want to make love to Miss Charlotte Sandal, they think one thing, and I think another. Look at my brothers-in-law, Mr. Harry Sandal and Mr. Stephen Latrigg; and my sisters-in-law, Mrs. Harry Sandal and Miss Charlotte Sandal; a pretty undesirable quartette I think.


id: 416
author: Anderson, Sherwood
title: Winesburg, Ohio: A Group of Tales of Ohio Small Town Life
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words: 75130
sentence: 4379
flesch: 87
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summary:
  In New York City, when he first went there to live and before he became confused and disconcerted by the facts of life, Enoch went about a good deal with young men. Young men with shining red faces walked awkwardly about with girls on their arms.


id: 18181
author: Caswell, Harriet S.
title: The Path of Duty, and Other Stories
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words: 88227
sentence: 3313
flesch: 72
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  I had many times during the past year feared that my mother's health was failing. When I found myself at the door, my courage well nigh failed me, but without giving myself much time for reflection, I rang the door bell.


id: 35474
author: Hogg, James
title: The Shepherd's Calendar. Volume I (of II)
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sentence: 3212
flesch: 76
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  People did not just openly assert that Lady Wheelhope (for every landward laird's wife was then styled Lady) was a witch, but every one had an aversion even at hearing her named; and when by chance she happened to be mentioned, old men would shake their heads and say, Ah! let us alane o' her! And yet they were reckoned good men, and kind men, in their day; for the good Mr Boston wrote an epitaph on Thomas, in metre, when he died; and though I have read it a hunder times in St Mary's kirk-yard, where it is to be seen to this day, I canna say it ower.


id: 11882
author: Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
title: Colonel Quaritch, V.C.: A Tale of Country Life
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  Mr. Quest reached London about three o'clock, and his first act was to drive to Cossey and Son's, where he was informed that old Mr. Cossey was much better, and having heard that he was coming to town had sent to say that he particularly wished to see him, especially about the Honham Castle estates. That's the man; that's the man, said old Mr. Cossey, jerking his head in an excited manner.


id: 482
author: Hardy, Thomas
title: The Woodlanders
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sentence: 6793
flesch: 79
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summary:
  She followed his gaze, and saw walking across to him a flexible young creature in whom she perceived the features of her she had known as Miss Grace Melbury, but now looking glorified and refined above her former level. This had been tied across the gig; and as it would be left behind in the town, it would cause no inconvenience to Miss Grace Melbury coming home.


id: 39238
author: Micheaux, Oscar
title: The Homesteader: A Novel
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words: 147207
sentence: 9351
flesch: 87
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summary:
  We know by the shortage of crops Jean Baptiste had raised that such had been so. I want you, Miss Stewart, she said with much ostentation, to meet one of our neighbors and friends; one of the most enterprising young men of the country, Mr. Jean Baptiste.


id: 27
author: Hardy, Thomas
title: Far from the Madding Crowd
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sentence: 7787
flesch: 83
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summary:
  Ah! Said that, did he? Yes; and he said there was a strong likeness be- tween himself and the other young man, so that some- times people mistook them -- -- Liddy, for Heaven's sake stop your talking! said Bathsheba, with the nervous petulance that comes from worrying perceptions. They were all carefully packed in paper, and each package was labelled Bathsheba Boldwood.


