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William Bouguereau
The Birth of Venus
'Johansen,' Wolf Larsen said briskly to the new mate, 'keep all hands on deck now they're here. Get in the topsails and outer jibs. We're in for a sou'easter. Reef the jib and the mainsail, too, while you're about it.' ¡¡¡¡In a moment the decks were in commotion, Johansen bellowing orders and the men pulling or letting go ropes of various sorts- all naturally confusing to a landsman such as myself. But it was the heartlessness of it that especially struck me. The dead man
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was an episode that was past, an incident that was dropped, in a canvas covering with a sack of coal, while the ship sped along and her work went on. Nobody had been affected. The hunters were laughing at a fresh story of Smoke's; the men pulling and hauling, and two of them climbing aloft; Wolf Larsen was studying the clouding sky to windward; and the dead man, buried sordidly, and sinking down, down- ¡¡¡¡Then it was that the cruelty of the sea, its relentlessness and awfulness, rushed upon me. Life had become cheap and tawdry, a beastly and inarticulate thing, a soulless stirring of the

Gustav Klimt Painting

Gustav Klimt Painting
William Bouguereau
The Birth of Venus
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We haven't; don't be angry, and oh, don't tell him I said anything! It was only to show that I cared how you get on, and what is said here is said in confidence, you know,' cried Meg, much alarmed at the thought of what might follow from her careless speech. ¡¡¡¡`I don't tell tales,' replied Laurie, with his `high and mighty' air, as Jo called a certain expression which he occasionally wore, `only, if Brooke is going to be a barometer, I must mind and
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have fair weather for him to report.' ¡¡¡¡`Please don't be offended. I didn't mean to preach or tell tales or be silly; I only thought Jo was encouraging you in a feeling which you'd be sorry for by and by. You are so kind to us, we feel as if you were our brother, and say just what we think. Forgive me. I meant it kindly.' And Meg offered her hand with a gesture both affectionate and timid. ¡¡¡¡Ashamed of his momentary pique, Laurie squeezed the kind little hand, and said frankly, `I'm the one to be forgiven; I'm cross, and have been out of sorts all day. I like to have you tell me my faults and be sisterly, so don't mind if I am grumpy sometimes; I thank you all the same.'

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If I were a girl coming to meet my young man, I'd not stand for being taken to a freezing cold barn miles from anywhere," Cedric objected. "I'd stand out for a nice bit of cuddle in the cinema, wouldn't you, Miss Eyelesbarrow?"
"Do we need to go into all this?" Harold demanded plaintively.
And with the voicing of the question the car drew up before the front door of Rutherford Hall and they all got out.
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On entering the library Mr. Wimborne blinked a little as his shrewd old eyes went past Inspector Bacon whom he had already met, to the fair-haired, good-looking man beyond him
Inspector Bacon performed introductions.
"This is Detective-Inspector Craddock of New Scotland Yard," he said.
"New Scotland Yard - hm." Mr. Wimborne's eyebrows rose.
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For a moment the suspicion crossed Lucy's mind that Miss Marple was mentally unhinged, but she rejected the idea. Miss Marple was eminently sane. She meant exactly what she had said.
"What kind of a body?" asked Lucy Eyelesbarrow with admirable composure.
"A woman's body," said Miss Marple. "The body of a woman who was murdered - strangled actually – in a train."
Lucy's eyebrows rose slightly.
"Well, that's certainly unusual. Tell me about it."
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Elspeth Mrs. McGillicuddy doesn't imagine things," said Miss Marple. "That's why I'm relying on what she said. If it had been Dorothy Cartwright, now – it would have been quite a different matter. Dorothy always has a good story, and quite often believes it herself, and there is usually a kind of basis of truth but certainly no more. But Elspeth is kind of woman who finds it very hard to make herself believe that anything at all extraordinary or out of the way could happen. She's most unsuggestible, rather like granite."
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Surely-surely this could not be a second coincidence? The sordid crime took on a new aspect. Who was the mysterious individual who had killed Mrs Ascher and left anA B C railway guide behind him? When we left the police station our first visit was to the mortuary tosee the body of the dead woman.A strange feeling came over me as I gazeddown on that wrinkled old face with the scanty grey hair drawn back tightlyfrom the temples.It looked so peaceful，so incredibly remote from violence. "Never know who or what struck her，"observed the sergeant."That's whatDr Kerr says.I'm glad it was that way，poor old soul.A decent woman shewas."
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." "She must have been beautiful once，"said Poirot. "Really?"I murmured incredulously. "But yes，look at the line of the jaw，the bones，the moulding of thehead." Our next move was a brief interview with the police surgeon. Dr Kerr was a competent-looking middle-aged man.He spoke briskly andwith decision. "The weapon wasn't found，"he said. "Impossible to say what it may have been.A weighted stick，a club，aform of sandbag-any of those would fit the case." "Would much force be needed to strike such a blow?"
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"Willingly!" exclaimed Dorothy; "indeed, it is of no use to me now, and when you have it you can command the Winged Monkeys three times."
"And I think I shall need their service just those three times," answered Glinda, smiling.
Dorothy then gave her the Golden Cap, and the Witch said to the Scarecrow, "What will you do when Dorothy has left us?"
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"I will return to the Emerald City," he replied, "for Oz has made me its ruler and the people like me. The only thing that worries me is how to cross the hill of the Hammer-Heads."
"By means of the Golden Cap I shall command the Winged Monkeys to carry you to the gates of the Emerald City," said Glinda, "for it would be a shame to deprive the people of so wonderful a ruler."
"Am I really wonderful?" asked the Scarecrow.
"You are unusual," replied Glinda.
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"I took this lad under my protection when a mob such as thou would have mishandled him, mayhap killed him; dost imagine I will desert him now to a worser fate?-for whether thou art his father or no-and sooth to say, I think it is a lie-a decent swift death were better for such a lad than life in such brute hands as thine. So go thy ways, and set quick about it, for I like not much bandying of words, being not overpatient in my nature."
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John Canty moved off, muttering threats and curses, and was swallowed from sight in the crowd. Hendon ascended three flights of stairs to his room, with his charge, after ordering a meal to be sent thither. It was a poor apartment, with a shabby bed and some odds and ends of old furniture in it, and was vaguely lighted by a couple of sickly candles. The little king dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue
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As she lay thinking and mourning, the suggestion began to creep into her mind that there was an undefinable something about this boy that was lacking in Tom Canty, mad or sane. She could not describe it, she could not tell just what it was, and yet her sharp mother-instinct seemed to detect it and perceive it. What if the boy were really not her son, after all? Oh, absurd! She almost smiled at the idea, spite of her griefs and troubles. No matter, she found that it was an idea that would not "down
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but persisted in haunting her. It pursued her, it harassed her, it clung to her, and refused to be put away or ignored. At last she perceived that there was not going to be any peace for her until she should devise a test that should prove, dearly and without question, whether this lad was her son or not, and so banish these wearing and worrying doubts.
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A man, of age approximately 28, slight in figure, height approximately 5 ft. '8 in. Complexion dark. No beard or whiskers. Wearing a black diagonal coat hard felt hat, high white collar, and tie. Carried a newspaper parcel. Very respectable appearance."
Mrs. Bunting walked forward. She gave a long, fluttering sigh of unutterable relief.
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"There's the chap!" said Joe Chandler triumphantly. "And now, Miss Daisy" - he turned to her jokingly, but there was a funny little tremor in his frank, cheerful-sounding voice - "if you knows of any nice, likely young fellow that answers to that description - well, you've only got to walk in and earn your reward of five hundred pounds."
"Five hundred pounds!" cried Daisy and her father simultaneously.
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"Don't you know what it was they were calling out?" he asked slowly.
Mrs. Bunting looked across at him. She would have given a very great deal to be able to lie, to pretend that she did not know what those dreadful cries had portended. But when it came to the point she found she could not do so.
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"Yes," she said dully. "I heard a word here and there. There's been another murder, hasn't there?"
"Two other murders," he said soberly.
"Two? That's worse news!" She turned so pale - a sallow greenish-white - that Bunting thought she was again going queer.
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What do you mean by that?" asked Monsieur Darzac, who had followed us and listened with almost breathless attention to all that Rouletabille had said.
"I'll explain all to you later on, Monsieur, when I think the moment to be ripe for doing so; but I don't think I have anything of more importance to say on this affair, if my hypothesis is justified "
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"And what is your hypothesis?"
"You will never know if it does not turn out to be the truth. It is of much too grave a nature to speak of it, so long as it continues to be only a hypothesis."
"Have you, at least, some idea as to who the murderer is?"
"No, monsieur, I don't know who the murderer is; but don't be afraid, Monsieur Robert Darzac - I shall know."
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My sensations would be hard to describe. As the columns of hail grew thinner, I saw the white figure more distinctly. It was very large, for a silver birch-tree touched its shoulder. It was of white marble, in shape something like a winged sphinx, but the wings, instead of being carried vertically at the sides, were spread so that it seemed to hover. The pedestal, it appeared to me, was of bronze, and was thick with verdigris. It chanced that the face was towards me
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the sightless eyes seemed to watch me; there was the faint shadow of a smile on the lips. It was greatly weather-worn, and that imparted an unpleasant suggestion of disease. I stood looking at it for a little space--half a minute, perhaps, or half an hour. It seemed to advance and to recede as the hail drove before it denser or thinner. At last I tore my eyes from it for a moment and saw that the hail curtain had worn threadbare, and that the sky was lightening with the promise of the Sun.
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自己的衣服都是服装公司的人送过来的，平常基本不去商场的。虽然也可以打电话叫他们送过来，不过让别人知道自己房子里多出个美女，总要被人猜测。 再来总不能叫如睛顶着这身衣服穿梭在商场里当国宝般被人参观吧。
自从碰上如睛后，很多以前觉得不可思议的事情都会发生，只能认命了。急急的来，匆匆的又走了，把如睛看的是云里来，雾里去的。
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一个相貌英俊的男士在商场的女装部里买衣服不奇怪，但是在买女性的贴身内衣就比较奇怪和尴尬了。昊川先在女装部挑了几件淡色系的连衣裙，想起如睛的标准身材，知道中号的衣服就能穿了。贴身内衣就有些拉不下脸了，不过也只能红着脸随手指了几样就叫售货员包起来，低下头就走。（当然没忘了给如睛买鞋子。）出来不忘吁了一口气，赶忙开着车子走人。
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展姐姐，皇兄这么做肯定有他的理由，你别怪他了。”端木晴为端木射抱不平。
展泠一时语塞。她初始只觉这个男子高傲自负、乖戾过头，但此时内心深处却有些艳羡。如此敢冒天下之大不韪的人，天下虽大，却又有几人欤？
这就是他们的分野，如同两个世界的人，相逢应不识。他虽对不起国人，却又救了她一命，那么她还有资格来训斥他么？
“对不起。”展泠心不在焉。
“王忆他们，父皇是怎么处理的？”端木射看了眼展泠，没说什么。
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“这件事父皇让我不要过问，不过听说是羁留在国都再做定夺。”
父皇真是老了，做这样的决定都变得慎重。端木射心里嘀咕，若说父皇没看出来旭国的企图，他断然是不信的，还有沈雨，事情已经发展到这个地步了，还罗嗦什么？只是这些事都不便与端木晴细说，当务之急还是得先想办法出去。
“父皇还没有令放我出去？”
“好象没有，皇兄你这次真的闯大祸了，父皇发了好大的火，连母后求情父皇都不听了。”端木晴道，“不过皇兄你也别担心，父皇气消了自然就让你出去了，你先忍忍。”
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见郎氏热情的招呼着其他府中的福晋，俨然已将自己凌驾于同桌的侧福晋完颜氏之上，而身为府中主理内务的完颜氏却仍从容淡定，面上并无不悦之色，旁人看在眼中，都不禁暗暗佩服。
郎氏正好不得意时，眼前忽然人影一晃，唬得她洒翻了酒，正待发作，一看祸首却是个粉雕玉琢的小女娃，正是府中的四格格兰吟。
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那兰吟与其他小阿哥格格玩累了跑到这桌来拿糕点吃，她个子小够不到，一旁的完颜氏见状忙起身，用帕子包了两块点心递于她，嘴里还不断嘱咐着，走路时要小心，别绊倒了。
兰吟拿过糕点，瞅了眼郎氏沾湿的新衣，郎氏知道这是位自己惹不起的主，故做大度的笑道：“没事，格格去吧。”自己则吩咐着奴才回房换衣。
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不知道这样算不算对她好，但她对他笑的次数越来越多，而且不是以往那种算计得逞的奸笑，是真心实意的微笑，笑得他心里总是甜滋滋的。
就这样过下去倒也不错，只不知这样的日子还能过多久？
阿璧趴在草坪上，闭着双眼。他好累啊，陪着两个弟弟玩了好一阵子官兵抓强盗的游戏，现在睏得只想睡。谁赢了？当然是他！那两个只会在地上爬的强盗当然打不过他这个大将军。
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是谁在捏他的小脸？阿璧抬起小手没有目标地挡了挡。可他的小鼻子又被捏住了。是谁这么讨厌？是只会流口水的弟弟？还是总在背地里欺负他的坏柿子？
阿璧猛然睁开一双小虎目，怒气冲冲地瞪着对方：“大坏蛋！”
“呵呵，师公也变成大坏蛋了？”司徒长乐笑盈盈地看着阿璧，半年不见，这孩子是越发地有趣了。
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家室？金姑娘说的可是那神秘的无双楼东主？”
“对啊。”京城里的人都传言她是无双楼东主藏的娇，只因为她现在也算是皇亲国戚，传言少了些，只是把那个东主传得更神奇了。
“呵呵，依我看，姑娘与那个东主确实是关系非浅，好得跟一个人似的。”
“甘大人话里有话啊。”
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“金姑娘其实就是无双楼的东主吧。虽然甘某不明白究竟是怎样的男子会甘心让金姑娘为他背负恶名，但依着姑娘的才智，即使没有那个男子想必也能存身于世。”
“你怎么知道？”是谁泄的密？皇上？大哥？悦悦宝贝？
“甘某曾见过无双楼的商掌柜和姑娘说话。以商掌柜的为人，别说是个不受重视的小妾，即使姑娘是个有名份的夫人，恐怕也难得他的尊重。”甘草有些心虚，因为他不是偶然看见，而是不知什么时候起那眼睛就止不住围着这个有些奇怪的金姑娘转。
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看了看花榜上的牌子，排第一位的姑娘的牌子已经翻了过去，第二位的是罗香儿，我拿扇遥指罗香儿的牌子，那老鸨笑得更开心，自行领着我们一行人上了画舫二楼的罗香儿香闺。
走到二楼香儿闺门口，正巧对面的房间有递茶水的小丫头走出来，房门大开，里面坐着的，居然是我们的老熟人——魏进。他是嘉靖三年的探花郎，曾官拜吏部侍中，正五品，准御前行走。
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又看了看身后明显一脸震惊的绯红，我笑了笑，径自前往。一个老儒生打扮状似戏文里的师爷人物见我们不请而入，风风火火地走了过来怒道：“哪里来的没规矩的，没看到魏大人在吗？”
那魏进本来正在喝酒，见到我后，有一瞬间的迷茫，待老生一喝，他手一抖，酒杯一洒，全倾倒在桌上。他没时间管那些，急忙喝止：“张师爷，不得无礼。”
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那小楼，除去武功不错，用毒很好，人，居然很单纯。也难怪，从小在师门长大，独门弟子，无人交谈，出得江湖也只见得两种人：看不起她的和她看不起的。所以，一言不合便是你死我活，自然是纯纯净净的，不过……下手挺狠的。
我说南京的风光景色，长公主说京城趣事，小楼说江湖新奇，居然也相谈甚欢。
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末了，已近深夜，三人酒量均可，只是微醉。小楼终于说道：“本以为多情公子一定多情，哪知……”我截口道：“这世上啊，表面上极多情的人，最是无情，多情都是假象，说穿了，自恋狂，只爱他自己。”
长公主大笑，拍案称是。小楼感慨：“原以为……传说是不可信的，我平日见的大户千金，哪个不是假学道，出口便成章，哪有这般洒脱爽直？”
我挤眉弄眼：“你知道吗？我平生最恨两种人，自以为有学问的女人和自以为生得漂亮的男人。”小楼一呆，大乐。
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我故作了然地笑了：“不说老爷，光说咱们绯红姑娘，本身就是个可人儿嘛！”
“主子……”她脸更加红了。
这时院子外传来敲门声。绿萼姐妹二人前去应门，一会儿后进来回话：“原来宫里头看着都快入冬了，怕冷了主子，派内务府送炭来了。成色不错呢，比咱先头用的还要好些。”
说笑一回已是戌时了，我是睡足了，又怕她们误了瞌睡，于是分头睡下了。
如此说说笑笑，也过了三四天。到了第四天，我们像往常一样吃过早点，趁着好阳光在院子里溜达。只听得传来阵阵钟声，枉我是现代人也知道是丧钟。
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绿萼望着我说：“主子，听这大悲寺的丧钟，应该是帝后中一人崩了。”我随口问了句：“是明朝哪位皇帝呀？”她二人大惊：“主子，小声点，你糊涂啦，哪是什么大明？明明是大汉。”我有如雷轰，看着我们主仆三人的服饰，一直潜意识认定我是穿到明朝了，怎么又是劳什子大汉？看来我真错得离谱。
我仔细斟酌用词：“驾崩的圣上姓什么？名讳是哪几个字？”
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