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...When French equestrian Claire Delacroix loses her fiance in a tragic accident, she comes to live at the Paris Opera during its 1890s heyday. Whilst working at the opera, she meets a mysterious, masked stranger: Erik. Is it possible that the two of them will heal the pain of each other's past? Buy the the paper back at Turner Maxwell ...

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...ryone I have spoken to has his or her own vision of Erik, the Phantom of the Opera. My vision is an amalgam of persons known to and/or admired by me... ... had heard the commotion as the horse was brought back to the stables at the Opera Garnier, where I was an equestrienne trainer and performer. Horse... ...s an equestrienne trainer and performer. Horses were frequently used in the operas and Josephine was my gentlest mare, a beautiful Dutch Friesian. ... ...your own horses. You will find him in a stall on the fifth basement of the opera. Come alone, and do not dare to tell others of this mission. O.G... ... tub to my room. I undressed and settled into the bath, using rose-scented soap that I purchased in a small shop nearby. After bathing, I stepped ... ...oil into the water and undressed. I luxuriated in the tub before finding my soap and scrubbing my skin. I then washed my hair and rinsed it in the ... ...nted water. He made his way over to one side, where an alcove held mirror, soap and straight razor. He lathered chin and cheeks and shaved away th... ...hter. He wrapped his arms around me then and massaged the sandalwood-scented soap into my wet hair, kissing my forehead gently as he did so. “Lady’s ... ...d do anything for you. Now, lean back.” He supported my back and rinsed the soap from my hair in the steaming tub. The scent of sandalwood ... his ...

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...n Kansas City, faced unfair competition. The wife of a competing undertaker was an operator at the local (manual) telephone exchange. She re-routed... ...specialist removers of bladder stones). Scipione Mercurio (1540-1615) described the operation in his first text, published in 1596. Four strong assi... ...he Analysis of Violent Crime (NCAVC) Its mission is to combine investigative and operational support functions, research, and training in order t... ...ces, the precursor of the CIA. As commander of the 30th Assault Unit, he sometimes operated behind the German lines, trying to secure important doc... ...important documents and files from destruction. But, mostly, he directed the Unit's operations from London. When the war was over, he built a house ... ...ing a game between the Brooklyn Dodgers and the Philadelphia Phillies in July 1941. Soap operas followed in February 1947 (DuMont TV's A Woman to R...

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..., in a bed still sweating of its former, now deceased, occupant. Or she would sprawl on an operating table, among blood spattered bandages and slab... ...!" My mother froze and then, bending towards me, she tousled my hair, her hand all wet and soapy. I shut my eyes and opened them repeatedly to repe... ...ent demise – "From tomorrow, find yourself another place!" A distant mannish voice trilled opera arias. It approached, bathing the room and us, and... ... come out of it." I suggest to him to address some his missives to the beauties on the TV soaps. He sign up to my charade enthusiastically and ins...

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...lornness, the hes of many ages--was the background to advertisements about soap, beer, condoms, and cars. Repulsed by the foul language, she was trans... ...ing filth. He had married Noppawan for truth. Thinking this, with a bar of soap in his hands, he gloated in the marital bond and spoke to her. - No, n... ... was no different from any other sweet, diminishing thing. Rinsing off the soap it seemed to him that surely love sustained itself briefly on finite f... ...just the thing for its mental health. Also a good airing out is as good as soap and water. That's always been my theory." The Laotian grinned mischiev... ...trination this was the most frequently used program which, when lacking an operator's manual for one's life, even iconoclasts like him would switch on... ...htly (his playboy activities, the television commercials, and a month on a soap opera, which came about from his slight fame as a renowned artist and ... ...(his playboy activities, the television commercials, and a month on a soap opera, which came about from his slight fame as a renowned artist and an at... ...an walking together and it sickened him. Nawin got up and went to the coin operated telephone. He dialed his home telephone number numerous times and ...

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...” as the robbers’ door did to her colleague, Ali Baba (Hornbuckle), in the operatic piece in which she was so famous. Beer was Mr. Crump’s beverage, d... ...r. Eglantine, the celebrated perruquier and perfumer of Bond Street, whose soaps, ra- zors, and patent ventilating scalps are know throughout Eu- rope... ... as far as accepting eau- de-Cologne and hair-combs from the perfumer—some opera tickets, a treat to Greenwich, and a piece of real Genoa velvet for a... ...s Wives Diddlesex Association (W estern Branch), the British and For- eign Soap Company, the celebrated attorneys Kite and Levison, have their respect... ...ted here. Among them, on the entresol (between the splendid saloons of the Soap Company on the first floor, with their statue of Britannia presenting ... ...the first floor, with their statue of Britannia presenting a packet of the soap to Europe, Asia, Africa, and America, and the West Diddlesex Western B... ...and a velvet waistcoat. He was a member of a club; had an admission to the opera, and knew every face behind the scenes; and was in the habit of using... ...onstant visitor at that gentleman’s emporium; dealing with him largely for soaps and articles of perfumery, which he had at an exceedingly low rate. I... ...uldn’t get along, and would see these lovely ladies before he stirred. The operation on Mr. Walker’s whiskers being concluded, he was arranging his to...

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...ike Shakespeare in Germany, but those of the pit and gallery, too. 39 A Tramp Abroad Another time, we went to Mannheim and attended a shivaree—otherw... ...s, it seemed to me that I could almost resuffer the torments which had gone before, in order to be so healed again. There is where the deep ingenuity ... ... of the operatic idea is betrayed. It deals so largely in pain that its scattered de- lights are prodigiously augmented by the contrasts. A pretty air... ... suppose, just as an honest man in politics shines more than he would elsewhere. I have since found out that there is nothing the Germans like so much... ...a. They like it, not in a mild and moderate way, but with their whole hearts. This is a legiti- mate result of habit and education. Our nation will li... ...the an angel with. By and by we perceived what those super-delicate colors, and their continuous play and movement, reminded us of; it is what one see... ...uous play and movement, reminded us of; it is what one sees in a soap-bubble that is drifting along, catching changes of tint from the objects it pass... ...jects it passes. A soap- bubble is the most beautiful thing, and the most exquisite, in nature; that lovely phantom fabric in the sky was sugges- tiv... ...ntom fabric in the sky was sugges- tive of a soap-bubble split open, and spread out in the sun. 257 A Tramp Abroad I wonder how much it would take to...

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...ith placards of a bull-fight, to take place the next evening (there was no opera that sea- son); but it was not a real Spanish tauromachy—only a theat... ...horses; squads of priests, habited after the fashion of Don Basilio in the opera, are demurely pacing to and fro; professional beggars run shrieking a... ...gh there is every gaiety and amusement in the town, a comfort- able little opera, a good old library filled full of good old books (none of your works... ...from honest Germany, where there is beer and aes- thetic conversation, and operas at a small cost. The shabbi- ness of this place actually beats Irela... ...he thing like the wig is dashed into your face and eyes, covered over with soap, and for five min- utes you are drowned in lather:you can’t see, the s... ... can’t see, the suds are frothing over your eye-balls; you can’t hear, the soap is whiz- zing into your ears; can’t gasp for breath, Miss MacWhirter’s... ...s down your throat with half a pailful of suds in an in- stant—you are all soap. Wicked children in former days have jeered you, exclaiming, “How are ... ... children in former days have jeered you, exclaiming, “How are you off for soap?”Y ou little knew what saponacity was till you entered a Turkish bath.... ...s much inferior to the method employed in the capital. At Cairo, after the soap, you are plunged into a sort of stone coffin, full of water which is a...

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...plied Madame Mollot. “Why, this morning I was so puzzled that I got out my opera-glass—” “Bravo!” cried the superintendent of ponts et chaussees, who ... ...r a commercial traveller.” X 62 The Deputy of Arcis THE REVELATIONS OF AN OPERA-GLASS ANTONIN GOULARD left the little group of young ladies, in which... ...ave sometimes seen in exhibitions of industrial products.’ So I fetched my opera- glass to examine it. But, good gracious! what do you think I saw? Ab... ...!—if he did I’d leave him. He dyes his hair and that’s bad enough.’” “Your opera-glass magnifies,” said Achille Pigoult to Ma- dame Mollot, who laughe... ...and either would suit me. I love Paris; and I want a house, a carriage, an opera-box, etc., in Paris.” “That’ s right,” said Vinet. “When people dream... ...e all intellectual activity spends itself on the mak- ing of pickled pork, soap-grease, stockings, and cotton night- caps. Dorlange, whom I shall not ...

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...- man from Grasse, with whom he began, on equal shares, the manufacture of soaps, essences, and eau-de-cologne. His connection with this man lasted on... ...xplained the nature of the skin and the cuticle, and showed that a certain soap, or a certain paste, often produced effects quite con- trary to those ... ... often produced effects quite con- trary to those expected of them, if the soap and the paste toned up a skin which needed relaxing, or relaxed a skin... ...y kind; while the Double Paste of Sultans and the Carminative Balm are two operative compounds, of a motive power which acts without risk upon the int... ...re of those who mingle busi- ness with pleasure, and make the foyer of the opera-house a branch of the Bourse,—in short, the T urcarets of the period.... ...ve it to him, du Tillet, with permission to stake it bravely on some large operation, either at the Bourse, or in one of the thousand enterprises of p... ...hom married women draw at sight for their amusements,—a country jaunt, the opera, the Montagnes- Beaujon, et caetera. Pillerault was made happy by the... ...end,” said Gaudissart, “you don’t know the provincials; there’s a surgical operation called by that name, and they are such stupids that they’ll think...

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...crapers the wires of the Associated Press were closing down. The telegraph operators wearily raised their celluloid eye-shades after a night of talkin... ...wl was a sensational exhibit of tooth-brush holder, shaving- brush holder, soap-dish, sponge-dish, and medicine-cabi- net, so glittering and so ingeni... ...saying “Damn.” But he did say it, immediately afterward, when with wet and soap-slippery fingers he tried to remove the horrible little envelope and c... ... he was done, his round face smooth and streamy and his eyes stinging from soapy water, he reached for a towel. The family towels were wet, wet and cl... ...eep knocking the Traction Company and not realize the difficulties they’re operating under, like these cranks that want municipal ownership. The way t... ...phone they said only: “South 343. No, no, no! I said south—South 343. Say, operator, what the dickens is the trouble? Can’t you get me South 343? Why ... ...lly did hate men recognized as swindlers, was not too unreasonably honest. Operators and buyers prefer that brokers should not be in competi- tion wit... ...ignity clawing through the water to recover a slippery and active piece of soap. He was lulled to dreaming by the caressing warmth. The light fell on ... ...ings. “Come here! You’ve done enough fooling!” he reproved the treacherous soap, and defied the scratchy nail-brush with “Oh, you would, would you!” H...

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...pair publicly proved by dates. Both declared that the voice belonged to an opera-singer or a spirit. The ladies of Brookfield, declining the alternati... ...” Wilfrid lifted an eyelid. “He is one of the first-violins at the Italian Opera!” The gallant cornet’s critical appreciation of this impressive annou... ...knew that. He had great hopes of me. He said he would give me a box at the Opera, now and then. I was mad with joy; and so delighted to have made a fr... ...monosyllables in exchange. The ladies talked of Organs and Art, Emilia and Opera. He knew this and that great organ, and all the operas; but he amazed... ...ows that she cannot. She can love.” “Yet I think I have heard some Italian operatic spitfires, and of some!” said Lady Charlotte. “What opinion do you... ... the dust and cobwebs in the passage. Having rubbed his hands briskly with soap, he dipped his head likewise, in an oblivious fit, and then turning ro...

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...e farmer nodded encouragingly. He thought it not im- probable that a short operation with these numbers would give the sum in Anthony’s possession, th... ...s. Wicklow, Anthony’s landlady, undertook to make Rhoda comfortable, which operation she began by praising dark young ladies over fair ones, at the sa... ...ier by naming the dress she was to wear, the jewels, and the colour of the opera cloak. Thus prompted, Dahlia went to her chamber, and passively attir... ...God of heaven!” “Mother, punch my ribs.” He stretched himself flat for the operation, and shut his mouth. 149 George Meredith “Hard, mother!—and quic... ...“Good morning to you, Mrs. Boulby. You’re a respectable woman.” “Not to be soaped,” she murmured to herself in a heat. The apparently medicinal articl... ...ults upon one of his guests, announced his re- solve to bring the law into operation. Algernon heard it as the knell to his visit. He was too happy, t... ...ir William, pertinaciously; “the figure I alluded to was not inadequate. A soap-bubble is not inadequate.” “Plainly, sir, in God’s name, hear me out,”...

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...ism of adolescence he came to realize that this was too comprehen- sive an operation; every one feels fear, and your true aristo- crat is not one who ... ...timate articles for the school world, but never put into more than partial operation. “I have read my father’s articles upon this subject,” wrote Benh... ... on the other hand, Sir Godfrey Marayne’s temporary monopoly of the caecal operation which became so fashionable in the last de- cade of Queen Victori... ...n love a plucky woman. Sir Godfrey Marayne smelt a good deal of antiseptic soap, but he talked in a way that amused her, and he trusted as well as ado... ...en he did not do so, but his mother had won him to a promise, and now that operation was often the sum of his simple hasty toilet. His desire to assoc... ...rhaps, had gone into the acquirement and perfect performance of the caecal operation; the man one met in the social world was what was left over. It h...

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...ssly. She had rushed to her sister’s house after a brief appearance at the Opera. Flowers were still in her hair, but others were scattered upon the c... ... in the Chamber of Deputies.” “Then permit her to join me in my box at the Opera,” said the countess, without even glancing at her sister, so much did... ... has happened to make your sister so anxious all of a sudden to go to your opera-box?” The poor helot endeavored to escape questioning on the score of... ...Princesse Galathionne, the Comtesse de Vandenesse might be seen, after the Opera, at the houses of Madame d’Espard, the Marquise de Listomere, Mademoi... ... are a political triangle,” said de Marsay, laughing, when they met at the Opera. “That geometric form, my dear fellow, belongs only to the Deity, who... ...presented by a jug of water with a towel laid upon it, and a bit of common soap. T wo ancient hats hung to their respective nails, near which also hun...

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...yramid of Caius Cestius Somewhere near Rome. Flossie Cabanis FROM Bindle’s opera house in the village To Broadway is a great step. But I tried to take... ...t his waving antennae, like straws of hay, And soon his body, colored like soap-stone, Gemmed with eyes of jet. And you wondered in a trance of though... ...time; No thread or needle can pace decay, And there are stains that baffle soap, And there are colors that run in spite of you, Blamed though you are ... ...perty, Although by lamp-light, for thirty years, In that poker room in the opera house. And I say to you that Life’s a gambler Head and shoulders abov... ... Henry Phipps, the Sunday-school superintendent, Made a speech in Bindle’s Opera House. “The honor of the flag must be upheld,” he said, “Whether it b... ...u remember, passer-by, the path I wore across the lot where now stands the opera house Hasting with swift feet to work through many years? Take its me... ...hed at Col. Prichard 69 F Father, thou canst never know 27 From Bindle’s opera house in the village 26 H Harry Wilmans! Y ou who fell in a swamp 1...

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...y put together. For pity’s sake, wait and com- pare! To-morrow, Friday, is Opera night,” he continued as the carriage turned into the Rue Nueve-de-Lux... ...had gone to spend the day with the Marquise d’Espard. She was going to the Opera in the evening, but she told Lucien to be there to meet her. Her cous... ...esser. At seven o’clock that evening he called a cab and drove away to the Opera, curled like a Saint John of a Pro- cession Day, elegantly waistcoate... ... Marquise with flattering gra- ciousness, “this is your first visit to the Opera, is it not? You must have a view of the house; take this seat, sit in... ...eave her for good. Having an excellent view of the house, he could see the opera-glasses pointed at the aristocratic box par excellence. The best-dres... ...l in the end her sins disappear like stains on the application of a little soap and water; black as ink you knew them to be; and lo! in a moment, you ...

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...skirting-board, serene. On the mantlepiece were white lustres, and a small soap- stone Buddha from China, grey, impassive, locked in his re- nunciatio... .... He watched her hair, which at the back was al- most of the colour of the soapstone idol, take the candlelight into its vigorous freedom in front and... ...is little beloved, the violin had sickened for rest. On that last night of opera, without pity Siegmund had struck the closing phrases from the fiddle... ...in away. The theatre-goers were tired, and life drained rapidly out of the opera-house. The members of the orchestra rose, laugh- ing, mingling their ... ...g farewell of his associates of the orchestra. Other years he had left the opera-house with a little pain of regret. Now he laughed, and took his comr... ..., as wild geese swing down and take possession of a pond. Phrases from the opera tyrannized over him; he played the rhythm with all his blood. As he t... ...ther. She carefully sponged her cheeks, her pursed-up mouth, and her neck, soaping her hair, but not her ears. Then, very de- liberately, she squeezed... ...de- liberately, she squeezed out the sponge and proceeded to wipe away the soap. For some reason or other she glanced round. Her startled eyes met his... ...? The body of life for him meant Beatrice, his children, Helena, the Comic Opera, his friends of the orchestra. How could he set himself again into jo...

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...a stretch …. ‘Yes, the pleasantest thing to me after working all day is an opera of Carini’s,’ she said, in full accord with her taste, ‘and T ellio f... ... the knot: Men, men calling themselves statesmen, declined to perform that operation, because, forsooth, other men objected to have it performed on th... ... giant ex-dragoon. Ah! how fine! grand! He would rather hear that than any opera: it was diviner! ‘Yes, the best poetry is,’ she assented. ‘On your li... ...efreshment, nourished as a parasite. It professed un- daunted honesty, and operated in the fashion of the worms bred of decay. Success was its boasted... ... shame of alluding to them had blocked her woman’s memory. For one curious operation of the charge of guiltiness upon the nearly guiltless is to make ... ...ge of their extraordinary career in a world either blowing them aloft like soap-bubbles or quietly shelving them as supernumerar- ies. A gentleman—swe...

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...rs, for all their telephones and bank-accounts and automatic pianos and co-opera- tive leagues. And for all its fat richness, theirs is a pio- neer la... ...hade. Pawed-over heaps of tooth-brushes and combs and packages of shaving- soap. Shelves of soap-cartons teething-rings, garden- seeds, and patent med... ...this weather! Raymond Wutherspoon says if he had my energy he’d be a grand opera singer. I always think this climate is the finest in the world, and m... ...w she was unprotected. Kennicott had taken a pa- tient to Rochester for an operation. He would be away for two or three days. She had not minded; she ... ...ars each for a building—think!—dancing and lectures and plays, all done co-operatively!” “You mention the word `co-operative’ to the merchants and the... ...u! The one thing they fear more than mail-order houses is that farmers’ co-operative movements may get started.” “The secret trails that lead to scare... ...old fake in the house. Makes me tired, his everlasting palavering and soft-soaping. He’s all right for an ordinary bellyache or holding some fool woma... ...bing his hands in a tin basin in the sink, using the bar of yellow kitchen soap. Carol had not dared to look into the farther room while she labored o... ...yawning trolley conductor and sleepy passengers and plac- ards advertising soap and underwear. 224 Main Street CHAPTER XVIII I She hurried to the fir...