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Captain Burle

By: Emile Zola

... Zola CAPTAIN BURLE by Emile Zola CHAPTER I THE SWINDLE I T WA S NINE O’CLOCK. The little town of V auchamp, dark and silent, had just retired to b... ...nce: “Petticoat Burle is done for; he’s a buried man!” It was nearly ten o’clock when Major Laguitte furiously flung the door of the cafe open. For a ... ...iddle class household gathered in concord around their fireside. At nine o’clock Burle woke up, yawned and announced that he was going off to bed; he ... ...up to her room; she was, indeed, a regular hen, snor ing the round of the clock without waking. “No need to disturb anybody,” said Laguitte on the la... ...rough the darkness to the Rue des Recollets, which he reached about nine o’clock. The street door was still unlocked, and on going up he stood panting... ...ned her. “Where is Burle?” he asked. “Oh, he has been snoring since nine o’clock. Would you like to knock at his door?” “No, no, I only wanted to have...

...Excerpt: It was nine o?clock. The little town of Vauchamp, dark and silent, had just retired to bed amid a chilly No vember rain. In the Rue des Recollets, one of the narrowest and most deserted streets of the district of Saint- Jean, a single wind...

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The Commission in Lunacy

By: Honoré de Balzac

...sle of Bourbon, by the grateful writer. De Balzac. IN 1828, at about one o’clock one morning, two persons came out of a large house in the Rue du Faub... ...rument which applies the Code to individual cases with the indifference of clockwork. Hence, nature, having bestowed on M. Popinot a not too pleasing ... ...unhappy wretches swarmed in the early morning, would be deserted by nine o’clock, and as gloomy and squalid as ever. Bianchon put his horse to a trot ... ...f the fire, his hat between his knees, stared at the gilt chandeliers, the clock, and the curiosities with which the chimney-shelf was covered, the ve... ...ounted for: he had started from the gilt elephant sup- porting the chimney-clock, examining all this luxury, and had ended by reading this woman’s sou... ...l send to Ma- dame Jeanrenaud to call on me in my private office at four o’clock, to make her explain the facts which concern her, for she is compromi... ...he Mar- quis’ new form of insanity. When Popinot arrived at about twelve o’clock, accompanied by his clerk, the portress, when asked for M. d’Espard, ... ...olving front, an ordinary office table, and on the chimney- shelf, a dingy clock and two old candlesticks. The old man led the way for Popinot and his...

...Excerpt: IN 1828, at about one o?clock one morning, two persons came out of a large house in the Rue du Faubourg Saint- Honore, near the Elysee-Bourbon. One was the famous doctor, Horace Bianchon; the other was one of the most elegant men in Paris, the Baron...

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The Uncommercial Traveller

By: Charles Dickens

...ween each name; ‘and all the bileing. Ketches off their bon- nets or shorls, takes a run, and headers down here, they doos. Always a headerin’ down he... ...at Charles Dickens 24 the amount of work was likely to be increased. It certainly was not heavy then, for one Refractory had already done her day’s t... ...y felt a little impatient of it, as a figure of speech not justified by anything the eye could discover. The time appointed for the conclusion of the ... ...s was eight o’clock. The address having lasted until full that time, and it being the custom to conclude with a hymn, the preacher intimated in a few ... ...head police office (on the whole, he seemed rather complimented by the proceeding), and I had been on police parade, and the small The Uncommercial T... ...inglands looked in at a cold and floury baker’s shop, where utilitarian buns unrelieved by a currant, consorted with hard biscuits, a stone filter of ... ...r- land, looking forward and not backward, and so we parted company. Welcome again, the long, long spell of France, with the queer country inns, full ... ...excited; trotted to the foot-lights with his tongue out; and there sat down, panting, and amiably surveying the audi- ence, with his tail beating on t... ... on that direction. The north wall of Burlington House Gardens, between the Arcade and the Albany, offers a shy spot for appointments among blind men ...

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A Little Tour in France

By: Henry James

...t Vierzon than at the hotel at Bourges, which, when I reached it at nine o’clock at night, did not strike me as the prince of hotels. The inns in the ... ...had my dinner at the inn, I went and waited for the train which, at nine o’clock in the evening, was to convey me, in a couple of hours, to Nantes,—an... ...fied aperture just mentioned; one of them, an old gray arch beneath a fine clock-tower, I had passed through on my way from the station. This pictur- ... ..., bandied high-voiced compliments with the voyageurs de commerce. At ten o’clock in the morning there was a table d’hote for breakfast,—a wonderful re... ... taste of the early years of the present century, the period that produced clocks surmounted with sentimen- tal “subjects.” Stendhal does not admire t... ...s surmounted with sentimen- tal “subjects.” Stendhal does not admire these clocks, but he almost does. He admires Domenichino and Guer- cino, and priz... ...eal. Nothing could be more provincial than the situation of Arles at ten o’clock at night. At last I arrived at a kind of embankment, where I could se... ...ack to Isle- sur-Sorgues in the fading light. This village, where at six o’clock every one appeared to have gone to bed, was fairly darkened by its hi... ...joy the spectacle. It exhibited a certain sameness, however, and by nine o’clock there was considerable ani- mation in the Place Crillon, where there ...

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Our Mutual Friend

By: Charles Dickens

...he was not put down. A stranger entering his own poor house at about ten o’clock P .M. might have been surprised to find him sit- ting up to supper. S... ...Wilfer household, where a monotonous ap- pearance of Dutch-cheese at ten o’clock in the evening had been rather frequently commented on by the dimpled... ...cold weather, pick- ing up a living on this wise:—Every morning at eight o’clock, he stumped to the corner, carrying a chair, a clothes-horse, a pair ... ...were, who exhibited, when occasion required, the greatest docility. On the clock’s striking ten, and Miss Abbey’s appearing at the door, and addressin... ...t’s at half after four. I’ll call Charley at six. I shall hear the church- clocks strike, as I sit here.’ Very quietly, she placed a chair before the ... .... ‘Charley’s hollow down by the flare is not there now. Poor Charley!’ The clock struck two, and the clock struck three, and the clock struck four, an... ...de the door of the Six Jolly Fellowships, towards a quarter after twelve o’clock at midnight—but I will not in my conscience under- take to swear to s... .... The wind carried away the striking of the great multitude of city church clocks, for those lay to leeward of them; but there were bells to windward ... ...teed is willing, but, at the last moment, for want of some special thing—a clock, a vio- lin, an astronomical telescope, an electrifying machine—they ...

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Chance a Tale in Two Parts

By: Joseph Conrad

...e me away now. This was the Shipping Office right enough. It was after 3 o’clock and the business seemed over for the day with them. The long-necked f... ...that his sec- ond mate had been working on board all the morning. At one o’clock he went out to get a bit of dinner and didn’t turn up at two as he ou... ...e had neither eyes nor ears. And the ship ready to leave the dock at six o’clock to-morrow morning! “Mr. Powell dipped his pen and began to turn the l... ...g. “What am I to do?” burst out the skipper. “This office closes at four o’clock. I can’t find a man in half an hour.” “This office closes at four,” r... ...was I much concerned. The idea that I was absolutely going to sea at six o’clock next morning hadn’t got quite into my head yet. It had been too sudde... ...that a girl-friend was missing. She had been missing precisely since six o’clock that morning. The woman who did the work of the cottage saw her going... ...style and I found myself let in for a spell of severe exercise at eleven o’clock at night. In the distance over the fields and trees smudging and blot... ...” which unsettled me again. Was it a tragedy? “Nobody ever got up at six o’clock in the morning to com- mit suicide,” I declared crustily. “It’s unhea... ...sighted baseness of men. I looked at her, sitting before the lamp at one o’clock in the morning, with her mature, smooth-cheeked face of masculine sha...

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Bureaucracy

By: Honoré de Balzac

...p of coffee, he left home at eight in the morning with the regu- larity of clock-work, always passing along the same streets on his way to the ministr... ... with short nails—the hand of a satrap. His foot was elegant. After five o’clock in the afternoon des Lupeaulx was always to be seen in open-worked si... ...h sparkled the brass arabesques inlaid in tortoise-shell of the first tall clock that reappeared in the nineteenth century to claim honor for the mast... ...place full of ashes and without fire, on the mantel-shelf of which stood a clock, some antique bronzes, candelabra with paper flowers but no candles, ... ...dron to speak to the Dauphine and don’t meddle with politics.” At eleven o’clock, when all were asleep in the place Royale, Monsieur des Lupeaulx was ... ...on, you happen to be in the streets of Paris at half-past seven or eight o’clock of a winter’s morn- ing, and see through piercing cold or fog or rain... ...l three came to open the offices and clean them, between seven and eight o’clock in the morning; at which time they read the newspapers and talked civ... ...cigars, and horsemanship in detestation, go- ing to bed regularly at ten o’clock and rising at seven, gifted with some social talents, such as playing... ...ou. He doesn’t listen to me; he tires himself out staying here till five o’clock, an hour after all the others have gone. Folly! he’ll never get on th...

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Roderick Hudson

By: Henry James

...course without having done something handsome for your fellow-men.” Nine o’clock sounded, and Bessie, with each stroke, courted a closer embrace. But ... ...ck, but it is generous. I have known it to breathe flame and fury at ten o’clock in the evening, and soft, sweet music early on the morrow. It ‘s a ve... ...to bullying me. I ‘ve made myself cheap! If I ‘m not in my bed by eleven o’clock, the girl is sent out to explore with a lantern. When I think of it, ... ...onstituted that he can’t work to order, and considers that, aesthetically, clock ornaments don’t pay! You can’t model the serge-coated cypresses, nor ... ...ing light of such a chance as hers! He would marry her to-morrow, at six o’clock in the morning!” “It is certainly very sad,” said Rowland. “That cost... ...of his own; by frequenting entertainments from which he returned at four o’clock in the morning, and lapsing into habits which might fairly be called ... ...shaking his hands. “She ‘ll not heed us, no more than if we were a pair of clocks a-ticking. Perhaps she will listen to you; she always liked you.” “S... ...p, short murmur: “Married—this morning?” “Married this morning, at seven o’clock, le plus tranquillement du monde, before three or four persons. The y... ...e him start on a long walk so suddenly?” she asked. “I saw him at eleven o’clock, and then he meant to go to Engelberg, and sleep.” “On his way to Int...

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Ursula

By: Honoré de Balzac

...a woman dressed in her Sunday clothes,—for the bells were pealing from the clock tower and calling the inhabitants to mass,—a woman about thirty-six y... ...ted themselves with paying him weekly visits on Sundays from one to four o’clock, to which, however, he tried to put a stop by saying: “Don’t come and... ...tied into the button-holes, devout women would redeem the buckles from the clock-maker and jeweler of the town and return them to their pastor with a ... ... of his parishioners, and Madame de Portenduere, who went to bed at nine o’clock. So, much against his will, he too had taken to going to bed early, i... ... 30 Ursula the priest and soldier returned every night regularly at nine o’clock, the hour at which, little Ursula having gone to bed, the doctor was ... ...d, the doctor was free. All three would then sit up till midnight or one o’clock. After a time this trio became a quartette. Another man to whom life ... ...ave dinners, but his friends were at liberty to come to his house at six o’clock and stay till midnight. The first-comers found the newspapers on the ... .... Bouvard sent a card to his hotel on which was written “To-morrow; nine o’clock, Rue Saint- Honore, opposite the Assumption.” Minoret, who seemed to ... ...ich should do away with every sort of doubt. 64 Ursula “Be here at nine o’clock this evening,” said the stranger. “I will return to meet you.” Doctor...

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The Glimpses of the Moon

By: Edith Wharton

...ey-moon was beginning cloudily …. She glanced at the enamel led travelling-clock on her dress- ing table—one of the few wedding-presents she had conse... ... He walked toward the dress- ing-table and glanced at the little enamelled clock which had been one of her wedding-presents. “Time to dress, isn’t it?... ... and sent it lapping freshly against the old palace doorways. Nearly two o’clock! Nick had no doubt come back long ago. Susy hurried up the stairs, re... ...er feet. She had slept, then—was it pos- sible?—it must be eight or nine o’clock already! She had slept—slept like a drunkard—with that letter on the ... ...Susy cried, in- credulous. “After nine. And the gentleman took the eight o’clock train for England. Gervaso said he had received a telegram. He left w... ...setting her! Dinner not till nine? What on earth was she to do till nine o’clock? She knelt before her boxes, and feverishly began to unpack. Graduall... ...ought of Nick the more this proof of Strefford’s friendship moved her. The clock, to her relief, reminded her that it was time to dress for dinner. Sh... ...xi drove to the London branch of the Nouveau Luxe hotel. It was just one o’clock and she was sure to pick up a luncheon, for though London was empty t... ...eaningless unin- telligible place, as useless to him as the face of a huge clock that has lost its hour hand. The address in Passy surprised him: he h...

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The Alkahest

By: Honoré de Balzac

...d been made over in marble during the last century; on it now stood an old clock and two candlesticks with five twisted branches, in bad taste, but of... ...m the sale of the diamonds had been exhausted. On the very day, at three o’clock in the afternoon, as Madame Claes was taking her children to vespers,... ...all the notabilities of Douai had flocked, sank into silence, and by one o’clock in the morning the great gal- lery was deserted, the lights were exti... ...stus has been here, father; and he must have ten thousand francs by four o’clock.” “Yes, yes, presently. True, I did sign a little note which is payab... ...g, filial way to the chimney-piece and taking some papers from beneath the clock, “here are your notes of hand; but do not sign any more, there is not... ...the rest of the money. When he returned, Felicie had gone to bed. Eleven o’clock struck; Martha, who sat up to undress her mistress, was still with Fe... ...ating so in unison that their throbs might be heard, like the ticking of a clock, amid the profound silence which suddenly settled on the parlor. “Tha... ...on’t be troubled, mademoiselle; monsieur said he would be back at eleven o’clock to breakfast. He didn’t go to bed all night. At two in the morning he... ...stic government into her hands.” “Ah, now!” cried Pierquin, looking at the clock, “we must read the marriage contracts. But they are not my affair, fo...

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The Lily of the Valley

By: Honoré de Balzac

...n out or the false teeth more imperfect. At last, between eight and nine o’clock, I reached the stair- case, my heart beating like that of Bianca Cape... ...ulders.” I agreed, not without a blush of shame and pleasure. About four o’clock we reached the little chateau on which my eyes had fastened from the ... ...t and painted in two shades of gray. The mantelpiece was ornamented with a clock inserted in a block of mahogany and surmounted with a tazza, and two ... ...g through the sluices, broken only by a voice that told the hours from the clock-tower of Sache. During those hours of darkness bathed in light, when ... ...ter of the sedges hymned with his plain- 129 Balzac tive note. At eight o’clock that evening I was witness of a scene which touched me deeply, and wh... ...ought; “perhaps she is, like me, in this whirlwind of agitation.” At one o’clock, I went down, walk- ing noiselessly, and lay before her door. With my... ...of virtue appears to be the necessary working of a ma- chine which goes by clockwork. Fortifications of polished steel rise around the Englishwoman be... ...ople who wondered what brought Madame de Mortsauf on that road at eleven o’clock at night. Was she going to T ours? Had she come from there? When the ... .... I was working in the cabinet of the king, who was to drive out at four o’clock. The Duc de Lenoncourt was on service. When he entered the room the k...

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The Muse of the Department

By: Honoré de Balzac

... to live, regulated his existence with the unchangeable regularity which a clockmaker requires of a 25 Balzac clock. So the little man always evaded ... ...n wagonettes, and a few bachelors on hired saddle horses. By about seven o’clock this provincial com- pany had made a more or less graceful entry into... ...ver, the lov- ers have returned to the Bracciano Palace; it is night—one o’clock in the morning. Rinaldo will have a good time.” “And Adolphe too!” sa... ...e deaf, so that you may have to shout at me. “Come, if you can, at seven o’clock. “Yours, “E. Lousteau.” 121 Balzac * * * Having sent this le... ...t the theatre when they had met, Monsieur de Clagny came to call at four o’clock, after coming out of court, and found Madame de la Baudraye making a ... ... Clagny, and desired her husband to call again in the afternoon. At five o’clock, Monsieur de Clagny—who had been pro- moted to the post of Attorney-G...

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Tom Tiddlers Ground

By: Charles Dickens

...ching away at once on a highly emula- tive afternoon. Then, the schoolroom clock conducted itself in a way in which it had never conducted itself be- ...

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Tales of Unrest

By: Joseph Conrad

...k is there?” He pointed his whip at the tower—in which the big dial of the clock appeared high in the moonlight like a pallid face without eyes—and ge... ...d overcoat, said something which made him look at his watch. It was five o’clock, and his wife not at home. There was nothing unusual in that. He said... ...cate, refined and infernal. His soft footfalls and the subdued beat of the clock on the 150 Tales of Unrest high mantel-piece answered each other reg... ...that the woman, who had no courage, had not the gift—had not the gift! The clock began to strike, and the deep-toned vi- bration filled the room as th...

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Prince Otto a Romance 1905 Edition

By: Robert Louis Stevenson

...y crockery; guns and antlers and broadside ballads on the wall; a tall old clock with roses on the dial; and down in one corner the comfortable promis... ...en, where the small stables opened, over a bridge, upon the park. The yard clock was striking the hour of ten; so was the big bell in the palace bell-... ...conscience became suddenly and staringly luminous, like the dial of a city clock. He averted the eyes of his mind, but the finger rapidly travelling, ... ...tu- ral signal, the clear-eyed quavering Chancellor heard the catch of the clock before it strikes the hour of doom; and for ten seconds he forgot him...

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A Ride Across Palestine

By: Anthony Trollope

...ook his leave of me, promising to be at Z-’s door with his horse at five o’clock on the following morning. “I wish you’d allow me to leave my purse wi...

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My Bondage and My Freedom by Frederick Douglass. With an Introduction. By James M'Cune Smith

By: Frederick Douglas

... oung moth- ers who worked in the field, were allowed an hour, about ten o’clock in the morning, to go home to nurse their children. Sometimes they we... ...ble up! Tumble up, and to work, work,” is the cry; and, now, from twelve o’clock (mid-day) till dark, the human cattle are in motion, wielding their c... ...easons of the year, we were all kept in the field till eleven and twelve o’clock at night. At these times, Covey would attend us in the field, and urg... ... 148 My Bondage and My Freedom bitterest I ever experienced. About three o’clock, while the sun was pouring down his burning rays, and not a breeze wa... ...earth, and doubting if I had one in heaven. I reached Covey’s about nine o’clock; and just as I stepped into the field, be- fore I had reached the hou...

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Don Quixote

By: Miquel de Cervantes

..., inasmuch as it is not one. A fine thing it would be if the people of the clock town were to be at loggerheads every moment with everyone who called ... ... duchess spent it in charming conversation with Don Quixote. When eleven o’clock came, Don Quixote found a guitar in his chamber; he tried it, opened ... ... Don Quixote; “for I am not marble, nor are you brass, nor is it now ten o’clock in the morn- ing, but midnight, or a trifle past it I fancy, and we a... ...ad caused them was relieved by his re- turning to himself. He asked what o’clock it was; they told him it was just daybreak. He said no more, and in s... ...eral of them came, they supped sumptuously, the dance began at about ten o’clock. Among the ladies were two of a mischievous and frolic- some turn, an...

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A Modern Utopia

By: H. G. Wells

...p chimes two-and-twenty times. I break the silence. “That might mean ten o’clock,” I say. My companion leans upon the bridge and looks down into the d... ...bed, and to be lit at night by a handy switch over the pillow, is a little clock, its face flush with the wall. The room has no corners to gather dirt...

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