id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentence	flesch	summary	cache	txt
15192	Harte, Bret	Salomy Jane			.txt	text/plain	7942	449	84	Left to himself, Madison Clay ran his fingers through his hair, and straightened out the paper on which Salomy Jane had scrawled her note, turned it over, and wrote on the back:-- You might have told me you did it, and not leave your ole father to find it out how you disgraced yourself and him, too, by a low-down, underhanded, woman's trick! Three hours afterwards Mr. Madison Clay awoke to the sound of loud knocking.	cache/15192.txt	txt/15192.txt
