The Golden Slipper
Category： Author：Anna Katharine Green
The Golden Slipper is a collection of nine mysteries solved by Violet Strange, a young sleuth.
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Category： Author：Anna Katharine Green
The Golden Slipper is a collection of nine mysteries solved by Violet Strange, a young sleuth.
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Category： Author：Alexandre Dumas Pere大仲马
《二十年后》，法国十九世纪著名作家大仲马所作长篇小说，是《三个火枪手》的续集。
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Category： Author：Edgar Rice Burroughs 埃德加·赖斯·巴勒斯
Edgar Rice Burroughs经典之作，并在1927年改编成电影上映。
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Category： Author：Samuel Leech
Were it not that the most common of all inquiries, respecting every man who comes before the public, is, “who is he? whence did he proceed? who were his parents?” &c., I would not detain the reader with any account of my humble ancestors and their circumstances. But, since men naturally expect this information, and would hence conside...
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Category： Author：Edward Thomas
My story is of Balham and of a family dwelling in Balham who were more Welsh than Balhamitish. Strangers to that neighbourhood who go up Harrington Road from the tram must often wonder why the second turning on the right is called Abercorran Street: the few who know Abercorran town itself, the long grey and white street, with a castle...
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Category： Author：novel
The last note of “taps” rang lingeringly through the corridors of The Fortress and died away just as a knock sounded on the door of the room occupied by Bob and Jack Golden.
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Category： Author：Levi Parker Wyman
“I’ll have it in a jiffy, Bob. The wire’s come unsoldered and I’ve got to fix it but it won’t take but a minute.”
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Category： Author：novel
Ned Sinton gazed at the scene before him with indescribable amazement! He had often witnessed strange things in the course of his short though chequered life, but he had never seen anything like this. Many a dream of the most extravagant nature had surrounded his pillow with creatures of curious form and scenes of magic beauty, b...
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Category： Author：novel
As I looked at these things there passed through the desolate sanctuaries, and down an aisle past pillars pitted with shrapnel, a sad old woman, sad even for a woman of North-East France. She seemed to be looking after the mounds and stones that had once been the cathedral; perhaps she had once been the Bishop's servant, or the w...
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