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'Then you don't believe in altruism?' I asked. ¡¡¡¡He received the word as though it had a familiar ring, though he pondered it thoughtfully. 'Let me see; it means something about cooperation, doesn't it?' ¡¡¡¡Well, in a way there has come to be a sort of connection,' I answered, unsurprised by this time at such gaps in his vocabulary,
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which, like his knowledge, was the acquirement of a self-read, self-educated man whom no one had directed in his studies, and who had thought much and talked little or not at all. 'An altruistic act is an act performed for the welfare of others. It is unselfish, as opposed to an act performed for self, which is selfish.' ¡¡¡¡He nodded his head. 'Oh, yes, I remember it now. I ran across it in Spencer.' ¡¡¡¡'Spencer!' I cried. 'Have you read him?'
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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¡¡¡¡`We will, Mother! we will!' ¡¡¡¡The rattle of an approaching carriage made them all start and listen. That was the hard minute, but the girls stood it well; no one cried, no one ran away or uttered a lamentation, though their hearts were very heavy as they sent loving messages to Father, remembering, as they spoke, that it might be too late to deliver them. They kissed their mother quietly, clung about her tenderly, and tried to wave their hands cheerfully when she drove away. ¡¡¡¡Laurie and his grandfather came over to see her off, and Mr. Brooke looked so strong and sensible and kind th
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at the girls christened him `Mr. Greatheart' on the spot. ¡¡¡¡`Good-bye, my darlings! God bless and keep us all!' whispered Mrs. March, as she kissed one dear little face after the other, and hurried into the carriage. ¡¡¡¡As she rolled away, the sun came out, and, looking back, she saw it shining on the group at the gate, like a good omen. They saw it also, and smiled and waved their hands; and the last thing she beheld, as she turned the corner, was the four bright faces, and behind them, like a bodyguard, old Mr. Laurence, faithful Hannah, and devoted Laurie.
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¡¡¡¡`We will, Mother! we will!' ¡¡¡¡The rattle of an approaching carriage made them all start and listen. That was the hard minute, but the girls stood it well; no one cried, no one ran away or uttered a lamentation, though their hearts were very heavy as they sent loving messages to Father, remembering, as they spoke, that it might be too late to deliver them. They kissed their mother quietly, clung about her tenderly, and tried to wave their hands cheerfully when she drove away. ¡¡¡¡Laurie and his grandfather came over to see her off, and Mr. Brooke looked so strong and sensible and kind th
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at the girls christened him `Mr. Greatheart' on the spot. ¡¡¡¡`Good-bye, my darlings! God bless and keep us all!' whispered Mrs. March, as she kissed one dear little face after the other, and hurried into the carriage. ¡¡¡¡As she rolled away, the sun came out, and, looking back, she saw it shining on the group at the gate, like a good omen. They saw it also, and smiled and waved their hands; and the last thing she beheld, as she turned the corner, was the four bright faces, and behind them, like a bodyguard, old Mr. Laurence, faithful Hannah, and devoted Laurie.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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to another woman, was she to be consenting the next to a proposal which might have made every previous caution useless?--Had we been met walking together between Donwell and Highbury, the truth must have been suspected.-- I was mad enough, however, to resent.--I doubted her affection. I doubted it more the next day on Box Hill; when, provoked by such conduct on my side, such shameful, insolent neglect of her, and such apparent devotion to Miss W.,
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as it would have been impossible for any woman of sense to endure, she spoke her resentment in a form of words perfectly intelligible to me.-- In short, my dear madam, it was a quarrel blameless on her side, abominable on mine; and I returned the same evening to Richmond, though I might have staid with you till the next morning, merely because I would be as angry with her as possible. Even then, I was not such a fool as not to mean to be reconciled in time; but I was the injured person, injured by her coldness, and I went
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to another woman, was she to be consenting the next to a proposal which might have made every previous caution useless?--Had we been met walking together between Donwell and Highbury, the truth must have been suspected.-- I was mad enough, however, to resent.--I doubted her affection. I doubted it more the next day on Box Hill; when, provoked by such conduct on my side, such shameful, insolent neglect of her, and such apparent devotion to Miss W.,
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as it would have been impossible for any woman of sense to endure, she spoke her resentment in a form of words perfectly intelligible to me.-- In short, my dear madam, it was a quarrel blameless on her side, abominable on mine; and I returned the same evening to Richmond, though I might have staid with you till the next morning, merely because I would be as angry with her as possible. Even then, I was not such a fool as not to mean to be reconciled in time; but I was the injured person, injured by her coldness, and I went
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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Poirot's eyes twinkled a little,but he did not answer. "Point two,for instance,"said Colonel Carbury tentatively."Dr Gerard misseda hypodermic syringe -yes.He also missed a concentrated solution of digitalis -or something of that kind." "The latter point,"said Poirot,"is not important in the way the absence ofhis hypodermic syringe is important." "Splendid!"said Colonel Carbury,his face irradiated with smiles."I don't getit at all.I should have said the
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digitalis was much more important than thesyringe!And what about that servant motif that keeps cropping up -a servantbeing sent to tell her dinner was ready -and that story of her shaking her stickat a servant earlier in the afternoon?You're not going to tell me one of my poordesert mutts bumped her off after all?Because,"added Colonel Carbury sternly,"ifso,that would be cheating." Poirot smiled,but did not answer. As he left the office he murmured to himself: "Incredible!The English never grow up!"
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Poirot's eyes twinkled a little,but he did not answer. "Point two,for instance,"said Colonel Carbury tentatively."Dr Gerard misseda hypodermic syringe -yes.He also missed a concentrated solution of digitalis -or something of that kind." "The latter point,"said Poirot,"is not important in the way the absence ofhis hypodermic syringe is important." "Splendid!"said Colonel Carbury,his face irradiated with smiles."I don't getit at all.I should have said the
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digitalis was much more important than thesyringe!And what about that servant motif that keeps cropping up -a servantbeing sent to tell her dinner was ready -and that story of her shaking her stickat a servant earlier in the afternoon?You're not going to tell me one of my poordesert mutts bumped her off after all?Because,"added Colonel Carbury sternly,"ifso,that would be cheating." Poirot smiled,but did not answer. As he left the office he murmured to himself: "Incredible!The English never grow up!"
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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history. I have tried to resign myself, and to console myself; and that, I hope, I may have done imperfectly; but what I cannot firmly settle in my mind is, that the end will absolutely come. I hold her hand in mine, I hold her heart in mine, I see her love for me, alive in all its strength. I cannot shut out a pale lingering shadow of belief that she will be spared. ¡¡¡¡'I am going to speak to you, Doady. I am going to say something I have often thought of saying, lately. You won't mind?' with a gentle look. ¡¡¡¡'Mind, my darling?' ¡¡¡¡'Because I don't know what you will think, or what you may have thought sometimes. Perhaps you have often thought the same. Doady, dear, I am afraid I was too young.' ¡¡¡¡I lay my face upon the pillow by her, and she looks into my eyes, and speaks v
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ery softly. Gradually, as she goes on, I feel, with a stricken heart, that she is speaking of herself as past. ¡¡¡¡'I am afraid, dear, I was too young. I don't mean in years only, but in experience, and thoughts, and everything. I was such a silly little creature! I am afraid it would have been better, if we had only loved each other as a boy and girl, and forgotten it. I have begun to think I was not fit to be a wife.' ¡¡¡¡I try to stay my tears, and to reply, 'Oh, Dora, love, as fit as I to be a husband!' ¡¡¡¡'I don't know,' with the old shake of her curls. 'Perhaps! But if I had been more fit to be married I might have made you more so, too. Besides, you are very clever, and I never was.' ¡¡¡¡'We have been very happy, my sweet Dora.'
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history. I have tried to resign myself, and to console myself; and that, I hope, I may have done imperfectly; but what I cannot firmly settle in my mind is, that the end will absolutely come. I hold her hand in mine, I hold her heart in mine, I see her love for me, alive in all its strength. I cannot shut out a pale lingering shadow of belief that she will be spared. ¡¡¡¡'I am going to speak to you, Doady. I am going to say something I have often thought of saying, lately. You won't mind?' with a gentle look. ¡¡¡¡'Mind, my darling?' ¡¡¡¡'Because I don't know what you will think, or what you may have thought sometimes. Perhaps you have often thought the same. Doady, dear, I am afraid I was too young.' ¡¡¡¡I lay my face upon the pillow by her, and she looks into my eyes, and speaks v
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ery softly. Gradually, as she goes on, I feel, with a stricken heart, that she is speaking of herself as past. ¡¡¡¡'I am afraid, dear, I was too young. I don't mean in years only, but in experience, and thoughts, and everything. I was such a silly little creature! I am afraid it would have been better, if we had only loved each other as a boy and girl, and forgotten it. I have begun to think I was not fit to be a wife.' ¡¡¡¡I try to stay my tears, and to reply, 'Oh, Dora, love, as fit as I to be a husband!' ¡¡¡¡'I don't know,' with the old shake of her curls. 'Perhaps! But if I had been more fit to be married I might have made you more so, too. Besides, you are very clever, and I never was.' ¡¡¡¡'We have been very happy, my sweet Dora.'
Friday, December 28, 2007
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¡¡¡¡In the meantime, days and weeks slipped away. I was articled to Spenlow and Jorkins. I had ninety pounds a year (exclusive of my house-rent and sundry collateral matters) from my aunt. My rooms were engaged for twelve months certain: and though I still found them dreary of an evening, and the evenings long, I could settle down into a state of equable low spirits, and resign myself to coffee; which I seem, on looking back, to have taken by the gallon at about this period of my existence.
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At about this time, too, I made three discoveries: first, that Mrs. Crupp was a martyr to a curious disorder called 'the spazzums', which was generally accompanied with inflammation of the nose, and required to be constantly treated with peppermint; secondly, that something peculiar in the temperature of my pantry, made the brandy-bottles burst; thirdly, that I was alone in the world, and much given to record that circumstance in fragments of English versification. ¡¡¡¡On the day when I was articled, no festivity took place, beyond my having sandwiches and sherry into the office for the clerks, and going alone to the theatre at night. I went to see The Stranger, as a
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¡¡¡¡In the meantime, days and weeks slipped away. I was articled to Spenlow and Jorkins. I had ninety pounds a year (exclusive of my house-rent and sundry collateral matters) from my aunt. My rooms were engaged for twelve months certain: and though I still found them dreary of an evening, and the evenings long, I could settle down into a state of equable low spirits, and resign myself to coffee; which I seem, on looking back, to have taken by the gallon at about this period of my existence.
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At about this time, too, I made three discoveries: first, that Mrs. Crupp was a martyr to a curious disorder called 'the spazzums', which was generally accompanied with inflammation of the nose, and required to be constantly treated with peppermint; secondly, that something peculiar in the temperature of my pantry, made the brandy-bottles burst; thirdly, that I was alone in the world, and much given to record that circumstance in fragments of English versification. ¡¡¡¡On the day when I was articled, no festivity took place, beyond my having sandwiches and sherry into the office for the clerks, and going alone to the theatre at night. I went to see The Stranger, as a
Thursday, December 27, 2007
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'To drink?' returned Miss Mowcher, stopping to slap his cheek. 'To doctor his own moustachios with, you know. There was a woman in the shop - elderly female - quite a Griffin - who had never even heard of it by name. "Begging pardon, sir," said the Griffin to Charley, "it's not - not - not ROUGE, is it?" "Rouge," said Charley to the Griffin. "What the unmentionable to ears polite, do you think I want with rouge?" "No offence, sir," said the Griffin; "we have it asked for by so many names,
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I thought it might be." Now that, my child,' continued Miss Mowcher, rubbing all the time as busily as ever, 'is another instance of the refreshing humbug I was speaking of. I do something in that way myself - perhaps a good deal - perhaps a little - sharp's the word, my dear boy - never mind!' ¡¡¡¡'In what way do you mean? In the rouge way?' said Steerforth. ¡¡¡¡'Put this and that together, my tender pupil,' returned the wary Mowcher, touching her nose, 'work it by the rule of Secrets in all trades, and the product
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'To drink?' returned Miss Mowcher, stopping to slap his cheek. 'To doctor his own moustachios with, you know. There was a woman in the shop - elderly female - quite a Griffin - who had never even heard of it by name. "Begging pardon, sir," said the Griffin to Charley, "it's not - not - not ROUGE, is it?" "Rouge," said Charley to the Griffin. "What the unmentionable to ears polite, do you think I want with rouge?" "No offence, sir," said the Griffin; "we have it asked for by so many names,
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I thought it might be." Now that, my child,' continued Miss Mowcher, rubbing all the time as busily as ever, 'is another instance of the refreshing humbug I was speaking of. I do something in that way myself - perhaps a good deal - perhaps a little - sharp's the word, my dear boy - never mind!' ¡¡¡¡'In what way do you mean? In the rouge way?' said Steerforth. ¡¡¡¡'Put this and that together, my tender pupil,' returned the wary Mowcher, touching her nose, 'work it by the rule of Secrets in all trades, and the product
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
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¡¡¡¡We were welcomed by a very civil woman in a white apron, whom I had seen curtseying at the door when I was on Ham's back, about a quarter of a mile off. Likewise by a most beautiful little girl (or I thought her so) with a necklace of blue beads on, who wouldn't let me kiss her when I offered to, but ran away and hid herself. By and by, when we had dined in a sumptuous manner off boiled dabs, melted butter, and potatoes, with a chop for me, a hairy man with a very good-natured face came home. As he called Peggotty 'Lass', and gave her a hearty smack on the cheek, I had no doubt, from the general propriety of her conduct, that he was her brother; and so he turned out - being presently introduced to me as Mr. Peggotty, the master of the house. ¡¡¡¡
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be happy in such a delightful place. ¡¡¡¡'How's your Ma, sir?' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Did you leave her pretty jolly?' ¡¡¡¡I gave Mr. Peggotty to understand that she was as jolly as I could wish, and that she desired her compliments - which was a polite fiction on my part. ¡¡¡¡'I'm much obleeged to her, I'm sure,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Well, sir, if you can make out here, fur a fortnut, 'long wi' her,' nodding at his sister, 'and Ham, and little Em'ly, we shall be proud of your company.'
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¡¡¡¡We were welcomed by a very civil woman in a white apron, whom I had seen curtseying at the door when I was on Ham's back, about a quarter of a mile off. Likewise by a most beautiful little girl (or I thought her so) with a necklace of blue beads on, who wouldn't let me kiss her when I offered to, but ran away and hid herself. By and by, when we had dined in a sumptuous manner off boiled dabs, melted butter, and potatoes, with a chop for me, a hairy man with a very good-natured face came home. As he called Peggotty 'Lass', and gave her a hearty smack on the cheek, I had no doubt, from the general propriety of her conduct, that he was her brother; and so he turned out - being presently introduced to me as Mr. Peggotty, the master of the house. ¡¡¡¡
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be happy in such a delightful place. ¡¡¡¡'How's your Ma, sir?' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Did you leave her pretty jolly?' ¡¡¡¡I gave Mr. Peggotty to understand that she was as jolly as I could wish, and that she desired her compliments - which was a polite fiction on my part. ¡¡¡¡'I'm much obleeged to her, I'm sure,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Well, sir, if you can make out here, fur a fortnut, 'long wi' her,' nodding at his sister, 'and Ham, and little Em'ly, we shall be proud of your company.'
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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Mrs. McGillicuddy turned away, a whistle blew, the train began to move. Miss Marple watched the sturdy thickset body of her friend recede. Elspeth could go to Ceylon with a clear conscience - she had done her duty and was freed from further obligation.
Miss Marple did not lean back as the train gathered speed. Instead she sat upright and devoted herself seriously to thought. Though in speech Miss Marple was woolly and diffuse, in mind she was clear and sharp. She had a problem to solve, the problem of her own future conduct; and, perhaps strangely, it presented itself to her as it had to Mrs. McGillicuddy, as a question of duty.
Mrs. McGillicuddy had said that they had both done all that they could do. It was true of Mrs. McGillicuddy but about herself Miss Marple did not feel so sure.
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It was a question, sometimes, of using one's special gifts…. But perhaps that was conceited…. After all, what could she do? Her friend's words came back to her, "You're not so young as you were…."
Dispassionately, like a general planning a campaign, or an accountant assessing a business, Miss Marple weighed up and set down in her mind the facts for and against further enterprise. On the credit side were the following:
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Mrs. McGillicuddy turned away, a whistle blew, the train began to move. Miss Marple watched the sturdy thickset body of her friend recede. Elspeth could go to Ceylon with a clear conscience - she had done her duty and was freed from further obligation.
Miss Marple did not lean back as the train gathered speed. Instead she sat upright and devoted herself seriously to thought. Though in speech Miss Marple was woolly and diffuse, in mind she was clear and sharp. She had a problem to solve, the problem of her own future conduct; and, perhaps strangely, it presented itself to her as it had to Mrs. McGillicuddy, as a question of duty.
Mrs. McGillicuddy had said that they had both done all that they could do. It was true of Mrs. McGillicuddy but about herself Miss Marple did not feel so sure.
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It was a question, sometimes, of using one's special gifts…. But perhaps that was conceited…. After all, what could she do? Her friend's words came back to her, "You're not so young as you were…."
Dispassionately, like a general planning a campaign, or an accountant assessing a business, Miss Marple weighed up and set down in her mind the facts for and against further enterprise. On the credit side were the following:
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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¡¡¡¡ "In that chapter we are at one, ever beloved darling, and on it we'll part friends. Its verses will stand fast when all the rest that you call religion has passed away!" ¡¡¡¡ "Well--don't discuss it. Good-bye, Jude; my fellow-sinner, and kindest friend!" ¡¡¡¡ "Good-bye, my mistaken wife. Good-bye!" ¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡¡ V ¡¡¡¡ THE next afternoon the familiar Christminster fog still hung over all things. Sue's slim shape was only just discernible going towards the station. ¡¡¡¡ Jude had no heart to go to his work that day. Neither could he go anywhere in the direction by which she would be likely to pass. He went in an opposite one, to a dreary, strange, flat scene, where boughs dripped, and coughs and consumption lurked, and where he had never been before. ¡¡¡¡ "Sue's gone from me--gone!" he murmured miserably. ¡¡¡¡ She in the meantime had left by the train, and reached Alfredston Road, where she entered the steam
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¡¡¡¡ "In that chapter we are at one, ever beloved darling, and on it we'll part friends. Its verses will stand fast when all the rest that you call religion has passed away!" ¡¡¡¡ "Well--don't discuss it. Good-bye, Jude; my fellow-sinner, and kindest friend!" ¡¡¡¡ "Good-bye, my mistaken wife. Good-bye!" ¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡¡ V ¡¡¡¡ THE next afternoon the familiar Christminster fog still hung over all things. Sue's slim shape was only just discernible going towards the station. ¡¡¡¡ Jude had no heart to go to his work that day. Neither could he go anywhere in the direction by which she would be likely to pass. He went in an opposite one, to a dreary, strange, flat scene, where boughs dripped, and coughs and consumption lurked, and where he had never been before. ¡¡¡¡ "Sue's gone from me--gone!" he murmured miserably. ¡¡¡¡ She in the meantime had left by the train, and reached Alfredston Road, where she entered the steam
oil painting-tram and was conveyed into the town. It had been her request to Phillotson that he should not meet her. She wished, she said, to come to him voluntarily, to his very house and hearthstone. ¡¡¡¡ It was Friday evening, which had been chosen because the schoolmaster was disengaged at four o'clock that day till the Monday morning following. The little car she hired at the Bear to drive her to Marygreen set her down at the end of the lane, half a mile from the village, by her desire, and preceded her to the schoolhouse with such portion of her luggage as she had brought. On its return she encountered it, and asked the driver if he had found the master's house open. The man informed her that he had, and that her things had been taken in by the schoolmaster himself.
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