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Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent occasions when he stayed up all night, was sitting at the breakfast table.
From “The Hound of the Baskervilles” by Arthur Conan Doyle
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Lucky Starr and John Bigman Jones floated weightless outside Space Station 2. The were traveling toward the planetary shuttle that was waiting for them with an open hatch. Their movements had the grace of people who trained for long periods of time in weightless conditions…
From "Lucky Starr and the Oceans of Venus" by Isaac Asimov
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Once when I was six years old, I saw a magnificent picture in a book called “True Stories from Nature” about the primeval forests. It was a picture of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal.
From “The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
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"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents,"
grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. "It's so dreadful to be poor!" sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress. "I don't think it's fair for some girls to have plenty of pretty things, and other girls nothing at all," added little Amy, with an injured sniff. "We've got Father and Mother, and each other," said Beth...
From "Little Women" by Louisa May Alcott
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«Tom!" No answer. "Tom!" No answer. "What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You Tom!" No answer. The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them.
From "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer" by Mark Twain
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Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable.
From "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born (as I have been informed and believe) on a Friday, at twelve o'clock at night. It was remarked that the clock began to strike, and I began to cry, simultaneously.
From "David Copperfield" by Charles Dickens
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In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind, there lived not long since one of those gentlemen that keep a lance in the lance-rack, an old buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing.
From "Don Quixote" by Miguel de Cervantes