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One cannot choose but wonder. Will he ever return? It may be that he swept back into the past, and fell among the blood-drinking, hairy savages of the Age of Unpolished Stone; into the abysses of the Cretaceous Sea; or among the grotesque saurians, the huge reptilian brutes of the Jurassic times. He may even now--if I may use the phrase--be wandering on some plesiosaurus-haunted Oolitic coral reef, or beside the lonely saline lakes of the Triassic Age. Or did he go forward, into one of the nearer ages, in which men are still men, but with the riddles of our own time answered and its wearisome problems solved? Into the manhood of the race: for I, for my own part cannot think that these latter days of weak experiment, fragmentary theory, and mutual discord are indeed man's culminating time! I say, for my own part. He, I know--for the question had been discussed among us long before the Time Machine was made--thought but cheerlessly of the Advancement of Mankind, and saw in the growing pile of civilization only a foolish heaping that must inevitably fall back upon and destroy its makers in the end. If that is so, it remains for us to live as though it were not so. But to me the future is still black and blank--is a vast ignorance, lit at a few casual places by the memory of his story. And I have by me, for my comfort, two strange white flowers --shrivelled now, and brown and flat and brittle--to witness that even when mind and strength had gone, gratitude and a mutual tenderness still lived on in the heart of man.

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At once, like a lash across the face, came the possibility of losing my own age, of being left helpless in this strange new world. The bare thought of it was an actual physical sensation. I could feel it grip me at the throat and stop my breathing. In another moment I was in a passion of fear and running with great leaping strides down the slope. Once I fell headlong and cut my face; I lost no time in stanching the blood, but jumped up and ran on, with a warm trickle down my cheek and chin. All the time I ran I was saying to myself: "They have moved it a little, pushed it under the bushes out of the way." Nevertheless, I ran with all my might. All the time, with the certainty that sometimes comes with excessive dread, I knew that such assurance was folly, knew instinctively that the machine was removed out of my reach. My breath came with pain. I suppose I covered the whole distance from the hill crest to the little lawn, two miles perhaps, in ten minutes. And I am not a young man. I cursed aloud, as I ran, at my confident folly in leaving the machine, wasting good breath thereby. I cried aloud, and none answered. Not a creature seemed to be stirring in that moonlit world.

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Why, ma'am,' I answered, `the master has no idea of your being deranged; and of course he does not fear that you will let yourself die of hunger.'
`You think not? Cannot you tell him I will?' she returned. `Persuade him! speak of your own mind: say you are certain I will!'
`No, you forget, Mrs Linton,' I suggested, `that you have eaten some food with a relish this evening, and tomorrow you will perceive its good effects.'
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`If I were only sure it would kill him,' she interrupted, `I'd kill myself directly! These three awful nights, I've never closed my lids--and oh, I've been tormented! I've been haunted, Nelly! But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. And they have all turned to enemies

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¡¡¡¡I debated a moment, looking him squarely in the eyes. I had seen the frightful treatment of the cabin-boy, and knew that I should very probably receive the same, if not worse. As I say, I debated with myself, and then I did what I consider the bravest act of my life. I ran to the side, waving my arms and shouting: ¡¡¡¡'Lady Mine, ahoy! Take me ashore! A thousand dollars if you take me ashore!' ¡¡¡¡I waited, watching two men who stood by the wheel,
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one of them steering. The other was lifting a megaphone to his lips. I did not turn my head, though I expected every moment a killing blow from the human brute behind me. At last, after what seemed centuries, unable longer to stand the strain, I looked around. He had not moved. He was standing in the same position, swaying easily to the roll of the ship and lighting a fresh cigar. ¡¡¡¡'What is the matter? Anything wrong?' ¡¡¡¡This was the cry from the Lady Mine. ¡¡¡¡'Yes!' I shouted at the top of my lungs. 'Life or death! One thousand dollars if you take me ashore!'

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She opened her handbag and took out a worn and faded letter. She read from it:
"I hope this won't be a shock to you, Emmie, but I'm getting married – to a French girl. It's all been very sudden – but I know you'll be fond of Martine – and look after her if anything happens to me. Will write you all the details in my next - by which time I shall be a married man. Break it gently to the old man, won't you? He’ll probably go up in smoke."
Inspector Craddock held out a hand. Emma hesitated, then put the letter into it. She went on, speaking rapidly.
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Two days after receiving this letter, we had a telegram saying Edmund was missing, believed killed. Later he was definitely reported killed. It was just before Dunkirk - and a time of great confusion. There was no Army record, as far as I could find out, of his having been married - but as I say, it was a confused time. I never heard anything from the girl. I tried, after the war, to make some inquiries, but I only knew her Christian name and that part of France had been occupied by the Germans and it was difficult to find out anything, without knowing the girl's surname and more about her. In the end I assumed that the marriage had never taken place and that the girl had probably married someone else before the end of the war, or might possibly herself have been killed."
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"He has no money left-he is worn out......his feet lead him of his ownaccord to the police station. "But even a cornered beast will fight.Mr Cust fully believes that he didthe murders but he sticks strongly to his plea of innocence.And he holdswith desperation to that alibi for the second murder.At least that cannot belaid to his door. "As I say，when I saw him，I knew at once that he was not the murdererand that my name meant nothing to him.I knew，too，that he thought himselfthe murderer! "After he had confessed his guilt to me，I knew more strongly than everthat my own theory was right."
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"Your theory，"said Franklin Clarke，"is absurd!" Poirot shook his head. "No，Mr Clarke.You were safe enough so long as no one suspect you.Onceyou were suspected proofs were easy to obtain." "Proofs?" "Yes.I found the stick that you used in the Andover and Churston murdersin a cupboard at Combeside.An ordinary stick with a thick knob handle.Asection of wood had been removed and melted lead poured in.Your photographwas picked out from half a dozen others by two people who saw you leavingthe cinema when you were supposed to be on the race-course at Doncaster.
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He was silent for a minute or two，then he said: "Do you know if your sister met this married man，or any other man，lately?" Megan shook her head. "I don't know.I've been away，you see." "But what do you think?" "She mayn't have met that particular man again. He'd probably sheer off if he thought there was a chance of a row，butit wouldn't surprise me if Betty had-well，been telling Don a few liesagain.You see，she did so enjoy dancing and the pictures，and of course，Doncouldn't afford to take her all the time."
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If so，is she likely to have confided in anyone?The girl at the cafe，for instance?" "I don't think that's likely.Betty couldn't bear the Hegley girl.Shethought her common.And the others would be new. Betty wasn't the confiding sort anyway." An electric bell trilled sharply above the girl's head. She went to the window and leaned out.She drew back her head sharply. "It's Don......" "Bring him in here，"said Poirot quickly. "I would like a word with him before our good inspector takes him inhand." Like a flash Megan Barnard was out of the kitchen，and a couple ofseconds later she was back again leading Donald Fraser by the hand.
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Just to amuse myself, and keep the good people busy, I ordered them to build this City, and my Palace; and they did it all willingly and well. Then I thought, as the country was so green and beautiful, I would call it the Emerald City; and to make the name fit better I put green spectacles on all the people, so that everything they saw was green."
"But isn't everything here green?" asked Dorothy.
"No more than in any other city," replied Oz; "but
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when you wear green spectacles, why of course everything you see looks green to you. The Emerald City was built a great many years ago, for I was a young man when the balloon brought me here, and I am a very old man now. But my people have worn green glasses on their eyes so long that most of them think it really is an Emerald City, and it certainly is a beautiful place, abounding in jewels and precious metals, and every good thing that is needed to make one happy. I have been good to the people, and they like me; but ever since this Palace was built, I have shut myself up and would not see any of them.
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"This is no mad king-he hath his wits sound."
"How sanely he put his questions-how like his former natural self was this abrupt, imperious disposal of the matter!"
"God be thanked his infirmity is spent! This is no weakling, but a king. He hath borne himself like to his own father."
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The air being filled with applause, Tom's ear necessarily caught a little of it. The effect which this had upon him was to put him greatly at his ease, and also to charge his system with very gratifying sensations.
However, his juvenile curiosity soon rose superior to these pleasant thoughts and feelings; he was eager to know what sort of deadly mischief the woman and the little girl could have been about; so, by his command the two terrified and sobbing creatures were brought before him.
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Give me to drink-I burn: This sorrow sappeth my strength.... There, take away the cup.... Support me. There, that is well. Mad, is he? Were he a thousand times mad, yet is he Prince of Wales, and I the king will confirm it. This very morrow shall he be installed in his princely dignity in due and ancient form. Take instant order for it, my Lord Hertford."
One of the nobles knelt at the royal couch, and said
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Peace! Insult not mine ears with his hated name. Is this man to live forever? Am I to be balked of my will? Is the prince to tarry uninstalled, because, forsooth, the realm lacketh an earl marshal free of treasonable taint to invest him with his honors? No, by the splendor of God! Warn my parliament to bring me Norfolk's doom before the sun rise again, else shall they answer for it grievously!3
Lord Hertford said:
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It was intensely dark, intensely quiet - the darkest quietest hour of the night, when suddenly Mrs. Bunting was awakened from a deep, dreamless sleep by sounds at once unexpected and familiar. She knew at once what those sounds were. They were those made by Mr. Sleuth, first coming down the stairs, and walking on tiptoe - she was sure it was. on tiptoe - past her door, and finally softly shutting the front door behind him.
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Try as she would, Mrs. Bunting found it quite impossible to go to sleep again. There she lay wide awake, afraid to move lest Bunting should waken up too, till she heard Mr. Sleuth, three hours later, creep back into the house and so up to bed.
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The marks made by him in going through the vestibule and the laboratory were subsequently washed out by Daddy Jacques. Having, for some reason or other, taken off his boots, the murderer carried them in his hand and placed them by the side of the parcel he had made, - by that time the robbery had been accomplished.
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The man then returned to The Yellow Room and slipped under the bed, where the mark of his body is perfectly visible on the floor and even on the mat, which has been slightly moved from its place and creased. Fragments of straw also, recently torn, bear witness to the murderer's movements under the bed." van gogh sunflower

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I see the shore," said the Marionette. "Remember, Father, that I am like a cat. I see better at night than by day."
Poor Pinocchio pretended to be peaceful and contented, but he was far from that. He was beginning to feel discouraged, his strength was leaving him, and his breathing was becoming more and more labored. He felt he could not go on much longer, and the shore was still far away.
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He swam a few more strokes. Then he turned to Geppetto and cried out weakly:
"Help me, Father! Help, for I am dying!"
Father and son were really about to drown when they heard a voice like a guitar out of tune call from the sea:
"What is the trouble?"
"It is I and my poor father."
"I know the voice. You are Pinocchio."
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"'It was unfortunate, - enough to turn one's brain! The door of the room locked on the inside and the blinds on the only window also fastened on the inside; and Mademoiselle still calling for help! - No! she had ceased to call. She was dead, perhaps. But I still heard her father, in the pavilion, trying to break down the door.
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"'With the concierge I hurried back to the pavilion. The door, in spite of the furious attempts of Monsieur Stangerson and Bernier to burst it open, was still holding firm; but at length, it gave way before our united efforts, - and then what a sight met our eyes! I should tell you that, behind us, the concierge held the laboratory lamp - a powerful lamp, that lit the whole chamber. van gogh sunflower

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在他们的身后是巨大的阿舒神雕像，有一面墙那么高。持着剑威严的耸立在宫殿中。在宫殿的西南侧，摆着一个个餐桌，直通道宫殿的大门，黑压压的坐满了一圈的玛里大臣。国王的招呼，使原本压抑的他们变得活跃起来，劝酒的女人，投怀送抱的女人令的在场的男人们心怀马意。女人们的秋波，令男人们更像不要命一样撒开来狂喝，仿佛这样才能显现他们为数不多的男子气概。而拉比的位置则被特别设在王位的下方，与众臣有一定的距离。
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热情的玛里歌舞瞬间响起，衣着片偻的女人们扭着水蛇般的细腰，缓缓进入大殿，劝酒的女人们眼神妩媚的望着自己看中男人。不停在他们面前搔首弄姿。不多一时，玛里大殿上的男人们便失去了平日里正经的模样。撤着嗓子高歌的，跟女人们厮混的，荡着脑袋与女人跳舞调情的，死命拼酒的比比皆是。玛里王看着这荒淫的一幕，不但不怒，反而张开黄黄黑牙，左拥右搂得身边的女人，兴奋的不时的尖叫
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其实她以前并不喜欢，只是因为是您送的，她便觉得是最好的。”尘芳浅笑着，伸手摘去碑沿上的一片杂叶。在小敏的眼中，他的一切都是完美的，包括他暴躁的脾气，莽撞冲动的性格。“看得出，这几年您将她的坟照料得很好。我待在盛京，也没机会常常来看她。”
“前些年一直在外领兵打仗，这两年我又犯了事，出来一次不容易，平日里就请了人每两个月来清理一次。生前我不能护她周全，现在也只能为她做这些了。”
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见男子的神情无限凄凉，尘芳心中酸楚，良久道：“放弃吧！若小敏泉下有知，也不希望您落到如此地步。”
“她自幼家遭变故失了声，幸得你将她带在身边照顾，所以她很依赖你。后来我曾当着她的面立过誓，会照顾她一生一世，不让人再欺负她，绝对会比你更关心爱护她，可是我却没能做到。我忘不了十年前的今天，她躺在我怀中撒手而去的那幕，我要那个伤害她的人付出代价，即使倾我所有，也再所不惜！”男子恨声道。
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“那、那也该换个名。”“家宝”、“家贝”，听起来就像乡下人给孩子取的二狗、柱子式的名字。他龙飞玉的儿子怎么能叫这么粗俗的名字。
“那你说换什么？”金多多没好气地说。被那堆男人嗤之以鼻已经够了，他干吗也来插一脚。
“这得回头好好想想。”龙飞玉认真地说，这可是关系到孩子们的将来，不能马虎。
“你还真想改啊？不用了，就叫这名，我的孩子我说了算。”
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“不行！我的儿子不能叫这样的名！”
“我就要这么叫，你能怎么样？”金多多轻蔑地笑笑。他又忘了孩子只属于她。
“如果你坚持的话……我就去告诉皇上、皇舅、还有司徒师父，那两孩子的父亲也是我！”不到万不得一他是不会走这一步的。因为他对这女人的了解比过去多了很多，知道若逼她做不情愿的事结果很可能是两败俱伤。但此时，他顾不了这么多了。
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萧湘感觉自己的眼皮很重，怎么也睁不开，而四肢像是被碾过一样的疼痛。却仍旧可以清晰的感受到自己躺在一张很柔软的床上，也能闻到淡淡的香味……自己以前从没有闻过这种味道，这是什么呢？
不知道。
她努力的想睁开双眼，发现却是徒劳，身体根本不听使唤。正郁闷着，一双厚实的大手握住了她放在被子外面的手。虽然身体不能动，却可以明白的听见周围的动静：“回皇上的话，公主昏迷已经三天了。”
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萧湘头疼无比，难道自己在做梦吗？
她只记得凌夜冷着脸，将自己从十楼上推下……从小带在手腕上的珠子一下子迸发出艳如鲜血的光芒，将自己包围。之后便什么也不记得了。
她挣扎着睁开眼，等眼睛适应了周围的光线，便迎上一双黝黑的眸子。
“湘儿，你没事吧？感觉如何了？”眼前人眉眼有几分熟悉，似乎在哪里见过。萧湘脑海中迅速闪过自己认识的人，一张张面庞比对，却一无所获。
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一路上不禁笑思：这个赵老夫子是南京一带极有名的夫子，这回肯前来教他，实在是卖了……许多人的面子。然而涵儿这家伙，聪明得紧，两个月下来，便觉得他古板无趣，经常时不时耍小聪明为难他。这类的夫子投诉，也不是一次两次了，唉，怎么办呢？
自从出京后，他便日渐活泼起来，那性子竟越来越似他的父亲。我很困惑，虽然聪明一些，我也很自得，但心眼太大，着实令人担心。其实我也不是一定要他学什么东西，只是想通过知识能使他了解，并不一定非得要位及至尊才算数。
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赵老夫子见我进来，站起来一脸的愤愤然：“王妃娘娘明鉴，小世子睿智非凡，老夫愚钝，不敢屈才。”我欠身一笑，示意给老夫子奉上进贡的好茶，待他喝过茶，气消了不少，才缓缓开口：“老夫子这话怎么说？”他皱皱眉：“老夫不敢自称学富五车，好歹也是饱读诗书，小世子居然……居然……言者谆谆，听者藐藐。唉！娘娘还是另请高明罢！”见他不似虚伪狡诈之人，也难为他一大把年纪还被小涵捉弄，看样子……
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我从哪里出嫁，这也是个大问题，让许多人为了这个问题争执了许久。因为在十月底，皇帝已经把信王晋为了亲王，又是圣上赐婚，所以这次大婚，已经不是信亲王府自个儿的事情，一应大事，均由钦天监及礼部全权负责。那些高级公务员一致认为，我是张家后辈，所以要选张氏本家条件好血缘亲的地方出嫁。但是太后不同意。（基本上我认为也是皇帝的意思）因为遗诏赐死张府上下的事情，虽是暗着来的，但是世上没有不透风的墙，到时又让我从张府旁家出嫁，抬了张氏一族的脸，怕又生出其他事情来，所以一意要我从宫里出嫁。这引起了朝中众人的竭力反对，因为凤凰一事，大家都有所耳闻，所以……
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本来长公主府始终坚持要我从公主府出嫁，然而我出嫁后又是身份显赫，非得让我从府中正门出嫁才不失面子，但长公主并无子嗣，如果我从正府抬出，我这边是没问题了，可是长公主府就显得非常不吉利了。
最后，因长公主力挺，太后又答应婚礼当天亲自到长公主府主持大局，所以……上上下下，朝里朝外也就勉勉强强都凑合着不情愿地点了头。
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