The Master of Ballantrae
Category： Author：Robert Louis Stevenson罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森
作者罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森写于1889年，这部小说是讲述一个复仇的经典故事。
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Category： Author：Robert Louis Stevenson罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森
作者罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森写于1889年，这部小说是讲述一个复仇的经典故事。
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Category： Author：Reginald Horsley
Reginald Horsley《The Blue Balloon》：A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley
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Category： Author：奥斯卡·王尔德 Oscar Wilde
He did not wear his scarlet coat,For blood and wine are red,And blood and wine were on his hands
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Category： Author：Edith Nesbit
He happened to be building a Palace when the news came, and he left all the bricks kicking about the floor for Nurse to clear up—but then the news was rather remarkable news. You see, there was a knock at the front door and voices talking downstairs, and Lionel thought it was the man come to see about the gas, which had not been allowe...
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Category： Author：Reginald Horsley
Reginald Horsley《The Blue Balloon》：A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley
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An immense gallery, five hundred feet long, occupied the upper floor of the main factory-building. Looking down the gallery, a perspective of iron girders spanned the roof, gaunt skeletons of architecture, uncompromising, inexorably utilitarian, inflexible, remorseless. A drone of machinery filled the air, neither very loud nor v...
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The school year was nearly over and there were many things that he had meant to do and hadn’t done. There was that extra course in the spring term, there was that reading that was to have made next year easier, there was—well, several other things. Such as getting on better terms with his roommate. That, too, had got ...
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For a detective whose talents, had not been recognized at headquarters, I possessed an ambition which, fortunately for my standing with the lieutenant of the precinct, had not yet been expressed in words. Though I had small reason for expecting great things of myself, I had always cherished the hope that if a big case came my way I sho...
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Once upon a time, there was an old man in Lochmaben, who made his livelihood by going round the country playing on his harp. He was very old, and very blind, and there was such a simple air about him, that people were inclined to think that he had not all his wits, and they always called him \"The silly Lochmaben Harper.\"
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