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...Excerpt: He sat, in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam Zammah on her brick platform opposite the old Ajaib-Gher -the Wonder House, as the natives call the Lahore Museum. Who hold Zam-Zammah, that ?fire-breathing dragon?, h...

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...e when ‘the heathen’ pray T o Buddha at Kamakura! Buddha at Kamakura . HE SAT, in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam Zammah on her bri... ...t a Search of thine own?’ The lama–very pleased that he remembered so well–sat bolt upright. ‘ Ay,’ said Kim, humouring him. The boy was entirely happ... ...re is war abroad in the air. I smell it. See! I have brought my sword.’ He sat long legged on the little beast, with the big sword at his side hand d... ...ade of a mango, whose shadow played checkerwise over his face; the soldier sat stiffly on the pony; and Kim, making sure that there were no snakes, la... ...minutes the old soldier slid from his pony, to hear better as he said, and sat with the reins round his wrist. The lama’s voice faltered the periods l... ...g. The diamond bright dawn woke men and crows and bul locks together. Kim sat up and yawned, shook himself, and thrilled with delight. This was seein... ...scraps to cer tain beggars, that all requirements might be fulfilled, and sat down to a long, luxurious smoke. The old lady had retreated behind her ... ..., he strode into the little tent, saluted the Churches as a Churchman, and sat down by the open charcoal brazier. The yellow lining of the tent reflec... ...eads like that, you see, he always wants to be quiett.’ The two Englishmen sat overwhelmed, but there was a look in Bennett’s eye that promised ill fo...

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...(Peisaj de iama un drum inzapezit intr-un sat; ninge Pe toata durata acestui tablou ca ~i in tabloul III se vor impra$tia de sus (dilllr-IIII loe lIevi=ihil pllhhclIllli) confetti albe sau vata (lIatlirald. artificiald) etc. pentru a da copiilor senzalia de fulgi de ...

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...al Slobozia. Am târguit în Tiraspol, unde Andreica - fratele Liliei - era student la Facultatea de Geografie, în grupa moldoveneasca. Corotna este un sat moldovenesc, înconjurat de aÕezari ucraineÕti Õi ruseÕti, iar Turunciucul, un braÛ al Nistrului, trece pe la marginea satului. Oamenii locului pastreaza dulcea limba româneasca Õi aici, în Transnistria. Am selectat Õi pre...

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... s ă am o meserie, fiindc ă e u şor şi am mult timp liber. Plecam dintr-un sat, la şcoal ă, în ora ş (Craiova – în care m-am sim ţit mizerabil, şi p...

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...c Pops Concert at the outdoor amphitheater in Scottsdale. Free .. but donations to the City Symphony Orchestra. Conductor: Irving Fleming. Spectators sat on the grass, eating and drinking, musicians to the chapel. Hip, Hip! Hip, Hip! Hip, Hip! From the program: (God Bless America (he sings in unison) National Anthem (Smith / Buck) everyone raised toe, I sat that jerk dow...

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... Michael bent his head and quietly manoeuvred to locate his seat in the boardroom, the board stopped chatting, setting all their eyes on him until he sat down. The leather chair made an awkward squeaky sound but he sat down anyway, forcing the candy down his throat. ‘Well, the golden boy is here so shall we begin now . . . Poppa?’ said Cannon Johnson Jr., also known in the...

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...d almost see invisible strings holding them up. Though quite impressive, the effect screamed fire hazard. We waited for our names to be called, then sat down on a stool in front of the entire school as a singing hat—that I figured had to be animatronic—told what house we were in. The other two houses had terrible names too: Ravenbeak and Huffalump. The kids from each hous...

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...n was bullet proof and built like a tank; it was the limousine of choice for all senior aides! ‘I had a robot driver, that is, a human looking dummy sat in the driver’s seat; there was a reason for this, as it looked as if I had a bodyguard with me. The car was actually guided by a set of sensors built around it. In an emergency, the doors locked, grills covered the windo...

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... just took off the stove. I remember realizing, after about thirty seconds, how much my foot hurt from a heavy pan being dropped right on it.” Rick sat in his chair, his mouth still gaping open after finishing his story. ...

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...led Fly-over Gothic. James Abbott Whistler, himself, couldn't have asked for a more rustic cast of characters to paint. Grizzled, weather-worn men sat hunched around a long row of four-place tables pulled together on the west side of the main dining area to form the Men's Lodge. Properly-segregated on the opposite side of the room, plain-looking and muscular Minnesot...

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...Excerpt: A Slow Journey. Again two carriages stood at the front door of the house at Petrovskoe. In one of them sat Mimi, the two girls, and their maid, with the bailiff, Jakoff, on the box, while in the other-- a britchka--sat Woloda, myself, and our servant Vassili. Papa, who was to follow us to Moscow in a few days, was standing bar...

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...RRIAGES stood at the front door of the house at Petrovskoe. In one of them sat Mimi, the two girls, and their maid, with the bailiff, Jakoff, on the b... ...maid, with the bailiff, Jakoff, on the box, while in the other— a britchka—sat Woloda, myself, and our servant Vassili. Papa, who was to follow us to ... ...ant at ze door, ant into ze room steps ze man in ze grey Uberrock, who had sat with us in ze coffeehouse. He were Spion! ‘Come wis me,’ says ze Spion,... ...shment, did Sonetchka seem at all embar- rassed when her cavalier went and sat down beside her. On the contrary, she only laughed her sweet, musical l... ...when I should be able to look back upon those misfortunes composedly? As I sat there thinking over what I had done, I could not imagine what the matte... ... la volonte de Dieu soit faite!’” I sobbed bitterly at these thoughts as I sat on a trunk in that dark storeroom. Then, suddenly recollecting the sham... ...let me—W-why should-he-tor-ment me?” The tears choked my further speech. I sat down on the sofa, and, with my head buried on Papa’s knees, sobbed unti... ...azing with beaming faces from the window at Woloda’s pleasing figure as it sat in the carriage. Papa said 61 Boyhood several times, “God go with him!... ... to sit down again. She went on playing, while Papa, his head on his hand, sat near her for a while. Then suddenly he gave his shoulders a shrug, and,...

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...a double helping of treacle pudding when he saw Peters coming across the canteen towards him. Was it a habit of Peters to spoil peoples meals. Peters sat down at the table and ask how it went with the Admiral. Harris did not want to spoil his meal by talking but saw this as an opportunity to get some answers from Peters, who was effectively captive until Harris had fi...

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..."I hope you slept well." Harris looked up, it was Peters who was just putting a cup of coffee down in the table. Peters pulled out a chair and sat down. "I suppose you want some serious explanations today." said Peters. Harris deliberately took this time spreading the marmalade on his Mallory bread, he cut a small piece off and slowly eat it. Peters was patent an...

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...to the gathering of the Prophet and his companions, and they noticed that the parent of the chick was following it, flapping around it. When the man sat down its parent threw itself upon its chick, and did not concern itself with the danger, out of care towards its chick. This astonished the companions. The Prophet Muhammad then turned to his companionsand said: (Are you...

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...We were all sat in The Chicken and Three Buckets drinking a very pale yellow liquid that the owners try to kid us is beer. The Chicken and Three Buckets is not noted for the quality of its beer. I do not in fact think any one would go th...

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...Excerpt: Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead, carefully disposed on a low settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if ...

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...ickens Dombey and Son by Charles Dickens CHAPTER 1. DOMBEY AND SON D OMBEY SAT IN THE CORNER of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedsid... ...practical knowledge of his position in society. That Mrs Dombey had always sat at the head of his table, and done the honours of his house in a remark... ... had been married ten years, and until this present day on which Mr Dombey sat jingling and jingling his heavy gold watch-chain in the great arm-chair... ...t pres- ently summoning courage, and what she called presence of mind, she sat down by the bedside, and said in the low pre- cise tone of one who ende... ...ng, loose, round-shouldered, shuffling, shaggy fellow, on whom his clothes sat negligently: with a good deal of hair and whisker, deepened in its natu... ...stery and gloom of his house. As she walked up and down the glass room, or sat hushing the baby there—which she very often did for hours together, whe... ...tle Florence laid aside the bonnet she had held in her hand until now, and sat down on a stool at the Nurse’s feet, looking up into her face. ‘Once up... ...away to Heaven!’ The child, who had dropped her head, raised it again, and sat looking at her intently. ‘So; let me see,’ said Polly, not a little flu... ... to his eye with as critical an air as he could possibly assume. His Uncle sat looking at him for some time in silence. When their eyes at last met, h...

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...Excerpt: Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead, carefully disposed on a low settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if ...

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...mbey and Son Volume 1 by Charles Dickens CHAPTER 1. DOMBEY AND SON D OMBEY SAT IN THE CORNER of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedsid... ...practical knowledge of his position in society. That Mrs Dombey had always sat at the head of his table, and done the honours of his house in a remark... ... had been married ten years, and until this present day on which Mr Dombey sat jingling and jingling his heavy gold watch-chain in the great arm-chair... ...t pres- ently summoning courage, and what she called presence of mind, she sat down by the bedside, and said in the low pre- cise tone of one who ende... ...ng, loose, round-shouldered, shuffling, shaggy fellow, on whom his clothes sat negligently: with a good deal of hair and whisker, deepened in its natu... ...stery and gloom of his house. As she walked up and down the glass room, or sat hushing the baby there—which she very often did for hours together, whe... ...tle Florence laid aside the bonnet she had held in her hand until now, and sat down on a stool at the Nurse’s feet, looking up into her face. ‘Once up... ...away to Heaven!’ The child, who had dropped her head, raised it again, and sat looking at her intently. ‘So; let me see,’ said Polly, not a little flu... ... to his eye with as critical an air as he could possibly assume. His Uncle sat looking at him for some time in silence. When their eyes at last met, h...

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...enefits of ‘Jezebel’s Gymnasium for Fabulous Fitness’, dragged the object of his unwanted attention behind it, thrown him on his face in the dust and sat on his legs. When fruitless flailing of arms failed to free him, Mortaumal had just decided to humiliate himself by screaming for help when Simon dragged his shorts down. Shocked, or perhaps excited at the absence of un...

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...ds what looked like an important shopping centre. His feet were sore, his enthusiasm for adventure gone. Near exhaustion—both physical and mental, he sat on a bench under a couple of small trees near a drinking fountain and ate his biscuits. After a long drink of water he gazed around. Behind him was a sex shop advertising twenty-four hour videos, massage and a sauna. He f...