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"Curious, aren't you? All women are curious." He took a key from his pocket and unlocked the door of the lower cupboard. From this he took out a surprisingly new-looking cash box. This, again, he unlocked.
Take a look here, my dear. Know what these are?
He lifted out a small paper-wrapped cylinder and pulled away the paper from one end. Gold coins trickled out into his palm
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"Look at these, young lady. Look at ’em, touch 'em. Know what they are? Bet you don't! You're too young. Sovereigns – that's what they are. Good golden sovereigns. What we use before all these dirty bits of paper came into fashion. Worth a lot more than silly pieces of paper. Collected them a long time back. I've got other things in this box, too. Lots of things put away in here. All ready for the future. Emma doesn't know - nobody knows. It's our secret, see, girl? D’you know why I'm telling you and showing you?"
"Why?"
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"In Betty Barnard you found just the type of girl you were looking for. You took her out once or twice，explaining to her that you were amarried man，and that outings must therefore take place in a somewhathole-and-corner manner. "Then，your preliminary plans completed，you set to work!You sent theAndover list to Cust，directing him to go there on a certain date，and yousent off the first A B C letter to me. "On the appointed day you went to Andover-and killed Mrs Ascher-withoutanything occurring to damage your plans. "Murder No.1was successfully accomplished.
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"For the second murder，you took the precaution of committing it，inreality，the day before.I am fairly certain that Betty Barnard was killedwell before midnight on the 24th July. "We now come to murder No 3-the important-in fact，the real murder fromyour point of view. "And here a full meed of praise is due to Hastings，who made a simpleand obvious remark to which no attention was paid. "He suggested that the third letter went astray intentionally! "And he was right!...... "In that one simple fact lies the answer to the question that haspuzzled me so all along.Why were the letters addressed in the first place toHercule Poirot，a private detective，and not to the police?
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The girl hesitated for a minute or two. Poirot said with a slight smile: "I will help you.I heard what you said to Hastings.That your sister wasa bright，happy girl with no men friends.It was-un peu-the opposite that wastrue，was it not?" Megan said slowly: "There wasn't any harm in Betty.I want you to understand that.She'dalways go straight.She's not the weekending kind. Nothing of that sort.But she liked being taken out and dancing and-oh，cheap flattery and compliments and all that sort of thing." "And she was pretty-yes?" This question，the third time I had heard it，met this time with apractical response.
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Megan slipped off the table，went to her suitcase，snapped it open andextracted something which she handed to Poirot. In a leather frame was a head and shoulders of a fair-haried，smilinggirl.Her hair had evidently recently been permed，it stood out from her headin a mass of rather frizzy curls.The smile was arch and artificial.It wascertainly not a face that you could call beautiful，but it had an obviousand cheap prettiness. Poirot handed it back，saying: "You and she do not resemble each other，mademoiselle." "Oh!I'm the plain one of the family.I've always known that."She seemedto brush aside the fact as umimportant.
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Hush, my dear," he said. "Don't speak so loud, or you will be overheard -- and I should be ruined. I'm supposed to be a Great Wizard."
"And aren't you?" she asked.
"Not a bit of it, my dear; I'm just a common man."
"You're more than that," said the Scarecrow, in a grieved tone; "you're a humbug."
"Exactly so!" declared the little man, rubbing his hands together as if it pleased him. "I am a humbug."
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"But this is terrible," said the Tin Woodman. "How shall I ever get my heart?"
"Or I my courage?" asked the Lion.
"Or I my brains?" wailed the Scarecrow, wiping the tears from his eyes with his coat sleeve.
"My dear friends," said Oz, "I pray you not to speak
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The prisoner bowed his face to the ground and burst into passionate expressions of gratitude-ending with:
"If ever thou shouldst know misfortune-which God forbid!-may thy goodness to me this day be remembered and requited!"
Tom turned to the Earl of Hertford, and said:
"My lord, is it believable that there was warrant for this man's ferocious doom?"
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"It is the law, your grace-for poisoners. In Germany coiners be boiled to death in oil-not cast in of a sudden, but by a rope let down into the oil by degrees, and slowly; first the feet, then the legs, then-"
"Oh, prithee, no more, my lord, I cannot bear it!" cried Tom, covering his eyes with his hands to shut out the picture. "I beseech your good lordship that order be taken to change this law-oh, let no more poor creatures be visited with its tortures."
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And now and then his mind reverted to his treatment by those rude Christ's Hospital boys, and he said, "When I am king, they shall not have bread and shelter only, but also teachings out of books; for a full belly is little worth where the mind is starved, and the heart. I will keep this diligently in my remembrance, that this day's lesson be not lost upon me, and my people suffer thereby; for learning softeneth the heart and breedeth gentleness and charity."
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The lights began to twinkle, it came on to rain, the wind rose, and a raw and gusty night set in. The houseless prince, the homeless heir to the throne of England, still moved on, drifting deeper into the maze of squalid alleys where the swarming hives of poverty and misery were massed together.
Suddenly a great drunken ruffian collared him and said:Bouguereau William

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but I confess that I am amazed the police have so wholly confined their inquiries to the part of London where these murders have been actually committed. I am quite sure from all that has come out - and we must remember that full information is never given to the newspapers - The Avenger should be sought for in the West and not in the East End of London - Believe me to remain, Sir, yours very truly - "
Again Daisy hesitated, and then with an effort she brought out the word "Gab-o-ri-you," said she.
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"What a funny name!" said Bunting wonderingly.
And then Joe broke in: "That's the name of a French chap what wrote detective stories," he said. "Pretty good, some of them are, too!"
"Then this Gaboriyou has come over to study these Avenger murders, I take it?" said Bunting.
"Oh, no," Joe spoke with confidence. "Whoever's written that silly letter just signed that name for fun."
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Mr. Sleuth did not ask to be called unduly early. Bunting and his Ellen had fallen into the way of lying rather late in the morning, and it was a great comfort not to have to turn out to make the lodger a cup of tea at seven, or even half-past seven. Mr. Sleuth seldom required anything before eleven.
But odd he certainly was.
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The second evening he had been with them Mr. Sleuth had brought in a book of which the queer name was Cruden's Concordance. That and the Bible - Mrs. Bunting had soon discovered that there was a relation between the two books - seemed to be the lodger's only reading. He spent hours each day, generally after he had eaten the breakfast which also served for luncheon, poring over the Old Testament and over that, strange kind of index to the Book.
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Monsieur Joseph Rouletabille entered the laboratory, bowed to us, and waited for Monsieur de Marquet to ask him to explain his presence.
"You pretend, Monsieur, that you know the motive for the crime, and that that motive - in the face of all the evidence that has been forthcoming - was robbery?"
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"No, Monsieur, I do not pretend that. I do not say that robbery was the motive for the crime, and I don't believe it was."
"Then, what is the meaning of this card?"
"It means that robbery was one of the motives for the crime."
"What leads you to think that?"
"If you will be good enough to accompany me, I will show you."
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At one gulp. The only thing he spat out was the main-mast, for it stuck in his teeth. To my own good luck, that ship was loaded with meat, preserved foods, crackers, bread, bottles of wine, raisins, cheese, coffee, sugar, wax candles, and boxes of matches. With all these blessings, I have been able to live happily on for two whole years, but now I am at the very last crumbs. Today there is nothing left in the cupboard, and this candle you see here is the last one I have
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And then?"
"And then, my dear, we'll find ourselves in darkness."
"Then, my dear Father," said Pinocchio, "there is no time to lose. We must try to escape."
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"Escape! How?"
"We can run out of the Shark's mouth and dive into the sea."
"You speak well, but I cannot swim, my dear Pinocchio."
"Why should that matter? You can climb on my shoulders and I, who am a fine swimmer, will carry you safely to the shore."
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midnight; when the twelve strokes of midnight had sounded by the cuckoo-clock in the laboratory, she rose, kissed Monsieur Stangerson and bade him good-night. To me she said "bon soir, Daddy Jacques" as she passed into The Yellow Room. We heard her lock the door and shoot the bolt, so that I could not help laughing, and said to Monsieur: "There's Mademoiselle double-locking herself in, - she must be afraid of the 'Bete
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du bon Dieu!'" Monsieur did not even hear me, he was so deeply absorbed in what he was doing. Just then we heard the distant miawing of a cat. "Is that going to keep us awake all night?" I said to myself; for I must tell you, Monsieur, that, to the end of October, I live in an attic of the pavilion over The Yellow Room, so that Mademoiselle should Bouguereau William

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拉比的话，让众人吃惊，更让身后的格力和什哈尔大大吃惊，纵使知道可心是特殊的，但是他们也不相信王子会为一个女人而破坏自己的原则。尤其他还是巴比伦王子，是巴比伦王国更有可能成为恩希的人。（古巴比伦对国王的尊称）
玛里王看着拉比身边的美人儿，笑容挂遍满脸。他真想不到，今晚的收获这么大，不但可以一举击破巴比伦最宠爱的王子，还能得到这么美的女人。简直是天下的美事都给他玛里王占尽了。
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伊新那木冷眼看着不断淫笑得玛里王。暗红色的双眼几乎染成了黑色。一个决定悄悄在他心里升起，并不断的扩大。
纠缠在伊辛纳木身上的爱慕眼神，终于飘了回来。依着玛力王乖巧的卡巴瑟忍不住心中唾骂，这动了色心的玛里王，他的心思全看在她眼里。
“敢问侧妃殿下是来自于哪国的公主啊”没有任何名分却高坐在正妃椅上的卡马瑟忍不住开口，世人都知道她卡马瑟是玛里王最宠爱的人，在宫殿里连玛里的王后都要看她的脸色，可是就算这样得宠，却只因为父亲是商人，她在玛里王宫不但不能拥有任何的名分，甚至连女官都做不了
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胤禟原想阻止，话到嘴边却又收了口。其实自己也不喜欢那个小敏，她总是楚楚可怜地跟在尘芳身后博取同情，软弱卑微得令人厌恶。
胤礻我走过去说了两句，那小敏便流下泪来，其余几个调皮的小阿哥和格格在一旁放声大笑道：“小哑巴，小哑巴，爱装可怜是汪汪！爱装可怜是汪汪！”
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小敏哭得更厉害了。几个年长的阿哥听到动静，皆从书房里走出来，胤祥看不过去，想去喊尘芳，却被沂歆拉住。沂歆向他摇摇头，又幸灾乐祸得瞅着小敏哭丧的脸。
胤禟冷眼看着他那些哥哥们，平素里一个个恭孝谦逊的皇阿哥，此刻却都冷眼看着这一幕，没有人上前阻止，然后他看见了正从远处走回来的她。尘芳看到眼前的那幕，身形一僵，脸上唰得褪去血色
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“昨晚和他提过……”艳红连人带声都蔫了下去。
“那宋哥怎么说？”
说什么？她那个总让人以为是哑巴的丈夫会说什么？他什么也没说，只是把手中的菜刀往砧板上一剁，厚厚的砧板应声而裂。一想起当时的情景，艳红现在还会哆嗦。要知道她家男人手里的刀在做大厨前切的可都是人。
金多多虽不知宋哥说了些什么，但一看艳红的样子便知道改名的事是无望了。本来吗，因为妻子的旧情人而给儿子改名，这事是个男人都不会做。
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“艳红姐，不过是个名字罢了，只要你和宋哥明白彼此的心意就行，何必在乎别人是怎么看的。”
“我明白，只是一想起他那时的嘴脸就心有不甘。算了，不说这事了。倒是你家那两小子的名可取好了？”那两孩子都满月了，却还只有乳名，大的叫宝宝，小的叫贝贝。
“取好了。大弟叫金家宝，小弟叫金家贝。”
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我想回家了，真的，现在有种强烈的感觉，有嘉靖皇帝陈桀的地方，有他陪着我的地方，那才是我在这儿的家。长沙——回不去了，只是一个回忆。
长公主陪我住了半个月，默默看着我虽沮丧却仍孤勇地坚持，终于忍不住低声询问：“伶雪，好妹妹，咱们还是回南京吧。”
我摇摇头，这回是真正彻底的气馁。固执地不想离开，只是在陌生而熟悉的环境中费尽心力抓住一些我潜意识里隐约期待的东西。
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她叹了叹，再不提一个回字，只是尽心尽力地让自己开心，让我开心。
我一直在气馁中消沉、迷茫，这种气馁在见到那个如诗如画的女子后到达顶点。
这日，是农历冬至。按长沙人世代传下来的习俗，是要吃糯米八宝饭的。我们在客栈吃过午餐，长公主说她想去开福寺许愿，见我神情恹恹，也不强我，关照我在客栈好生休息。
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不由得扑哧一笑，提笑写道：“桀郎好雅兴，鱼传尺素还不忘加盖玉玺，嗯，果真够分量。
“江南山好、水好，人更好，但我不准备在这里一一细说，毕竟整个江山都是你的。听说你当太子时，也喜欢外出巡游的，所以我知道的，你大约也知道，我来过的地方，估计你都来过，多说无益。江南风光无限好，桀郎有无意向搞个圣驾亲游？
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其实我们每一个人都为自身套上一副枷锁，紧紧囚在牢笼里，不能动弹，也算是庸人自扰。但桀郎如此待我，这枷锁总有自行脱落的一天，待我回家时，便是拨开云雾的日子。到时，希望桀郎不会嫌我矫情又难缠便好。
“牡丹不是为我而开放，它们是你种的，你精心呵护长大的，所以是为你而开……我暂时不回来，想去楚地长沙一游。曾在梦中见过楚地风光，醒后仍是十分眼羡，此次出门，想一偿夙愿……这回不带你的侍卫军们出门了，带着陈一、陈二，并二十来个精选侍卫出去，其他的人，留在南京吧，待我从长沙回来便回家。
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长公主也是矜持地笑了笑，也不作答。原来她也可以这样淑女的呀！我揶揄地看着她抿眼偷笑，不期被她发觉，狠狠地盯了我一眼，眨了眨眼。我心道不好，果然——“皇上也知道皇姐和伶雪来探望母后了吗？”大姐呀，我只是不甚厚道地偷笑了一下，不要把我推到浪尖上吧？
嘉靖帝一声轻笑，我抬眼，发觉他也不藏住笑意：“是啊，听闻母后宣伶雪姑娘进宫了，又特地把翊枫的侧妃也请进宫来了，朕也不想辜负了母后的一片好意，待公事谈完了便把翊枫带来了，让他也好生看看朕为他许的亲王妃。这不，刚进门就发现你们几个已是相谈甚欢了。”
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亲王妃？信王又晋新职称了？相谈甚欢？为什么我们不觉得？看来皇帝也知道太后是“特地”让我和侧妃两人先攀攀交情的。
我苦思良久，也不知道要做什么表情，说什么话语。那厢太后已是又笑又嗔：“伶雪乖孩子，到哀家这边来！哀家的意思也是让你和翊枫两人先见见面，免得到时大婚了还不认得。”
我再次碎步移到太后跟前，太后已是扶着何先的手站了起来，我连忙接替过何先，太后拖我来到进殿后一直和刘氏挨站着的信王面前，半慈半严地说：“翊枫，来，和伶雪说两句体己话，以后进了门就是一家人了。”我狂晕，把我这“第三者”丢过去横在人家小两口面前，还要男主角发表“获奖感言”？太后你貌似热情过头了。
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当然这是原因之一，至于另外一个……
哎！真是往事不堪回首哪！太丢了！而且就是因为那次，那只臭老鼠就把我——活泼可爱的“小猫”跟“呆”字划上了等号！
555~开学第一天就衰成那样，难怪我会一直那么背，天天受他“荼毒”！无那，无那，好个凄凉的我！
唉，想知道发生了什么事吗？那就听我慢慢道来……
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新生报到第一天。
今天可是个好日子呢。阳光格外地灿烂，天空格外地蔚蓝，白云格外地柔软……
（路人甲：等一下，请问，白云为什么会是格外地“柔软”呢？）
嗄？
这个嘛~~
因为，因为，我觉得它们看起来很像棉花糖啊！哈哈~棉花糖吃起来软绵绵的啊，所以我就用“柔软”来形容咯。
呃~怎么大家都成“樱木花道式眯眼+滴汗”的表情了？我没有说错嘛，真是的，棉花糖吃起来本来就软绵绵的，而且是真的很好吃唷！呵呵呵呵~~