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if she was finished.
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The past is but the beginning of a beginning. --H. G. Wells, The Discovery of the Future
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Pray tell," she said, although her voice told him not to. He ignored her tone, let out a thoughtful cloud of smoke, and said, ..."
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I have never found 'luck' a dependable companion
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A Scotchwoman's Shortbread Biscuits Cream together 1/2 pound (1 cup) warm butter with 3/4 cup dark brown sugar. Work in 2 1/4 cups flour--slightly less if the mixture is too dry to hold together. Chill briefly, then divide in half. Pat out in two 8-10" circles on a large baking sheet (thinner for crisper, thicker for more cake-like). Cut through with a knife into eight equal wedges, but do not separate the pieces. Prick all over wit..
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Scones (flavoured with outrage, optional--see "My Story") Mix together: 2 cups flour 4 t. baking powder 3/4 t. salt 2-4 T. sugar (depending on whether scones are to be sweet or savoury) Cut into the flour mixture: 1/3 cup butter When the mixture looks like coarse breadcrumbs, add any flavourings (handful of grated cheese with herbs, and green onions; lemon rind; dried cranberries, currents, or blueberries, etc). Beat together: 3/4 cup mi..
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Why was the mind said to have an eye and not a hand, or a tongue? Perhaps touch, taste, odour, sound were linked to the heart rather than the intellect.
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No doubt after the emperor was overthrown in 1911, your gardener would have joined the rest of the world in cutting the queue and taking on the laws and customs of his adoptive land. Before that, his assuming Western dress would have been dangerous for his family in China.
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Light had dawned in the utter darkness.
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and Vivian eyed something no one else could see. Then
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And why was this third dream still with me, lingering at my shoulder like some telegraph boy awaiting a reply?
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Lady Molly, perhaps?
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do to have
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ratiocination.
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and opened his mouth to speak in that precise drawl which is the trademark of the overly educated upper class english gentleman. A high voice: A biting one: definitely an eccentric.
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I looked back to see Holmes mincing within my footsteps, his skirt drawn up to reveal the trousers below. Were it not for the threat hanging over us, I would have given out with a girlish giggle at the sight, but I refrained. I passed the gates with the revolver in my hand, but there was no human there, only a scurry in the dustbins.
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Mrs Porter, you see before you the product of an outmoded educational system, which is based upon beating Latin and Greek into a boy's mind before he has a chance to meet the penny-dreadful.
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The response to a festering sore was not to extol its virtues, but to lance the thing and let the poison bleed out.
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Many writers, good writers who ought to know better, focus so tightly on the structure demanded by a crime story that they lose track of the fact that they are writing a novel. Accusations of both sensationalism and trivialisation are, alas, often justified.
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fiction
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thriller
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Isolate her, and however abundant the food or favourable the temperature, she will expire in a few days not of hunger or cold, but of loneliness.
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A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty. --RUDYARD KIPLING (1865-1936)
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Holmes, didn't you tell me a few weeks ago that there has been a series of burglaries from inns and public houses in Eastbourne?" "I hardly think two qualifies as a series, Russell. You are interrupting a delicate haemoglobin experiment, you know."
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