Those fiends are devils incarnate.
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The prisoner was a man of medium height, with a somewhat unpleasing cast of features.
She was on the landing, but close behind her was the little maid servant, and i hesitated.
Come, monsieur, i will make a bargain with you.
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In fact, it leapt to the eye.
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If he intended to return later for the body, i can see some point in his visit.
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Peters for the trivial sum of fifty cents, while professor binkly entertains us in a three-minute round with the banjo.
The ground floors and the upper stories of each were unfurnished and deserted, the broken windows covered by decaying shutters.
One stroke of its blade would open a box of the finest french sardines.
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Brother achille has gone home again to the land of myths.