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by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
No início de julho, ao entardecer, sob um calor intenso, um jovem saiu do cubículo que sublocava na travessa S.
by Agatha Christie
Mrs. Thomas Beresford shifted her position on the divan and looked gloomily out of the window of the flat.
by Oscar Wilde
When Mr. Hiram B. Otis, the American minister, bought Canterville Chase, every one told him he was doing a very foolish ...
by Maurice Leblanc
L’étrange voyage ! Il avait si bien commencé cependant ! Pour ma part, je n’en fis jamais qui s’annonçât sous de plus he...
by Agatha Christie
MRS. Ariadne Oliver had gone with the friend with whom she was staying, Judith Butler, to help with the preparations for...
by Agatha Christie
I believe that a well-known anecdote exists to the effect that a young writer, determined to make the commencement of hi...
by Agatha Christie
It is difficult to know quite where to begin this story, but I have fixed my choice on a certain Wednesday at luncheon a...
by Agatha Christie
It was in June of 1935 that I came home from my ranch in South America for a stay of about six months.
by Kahlil Gibran, R. Black
Al-Mustafa, der Auserwählte und der Geliebte, der seiner Zeit ein Morgenrot war, hatte zwölf Jahre lang in der Stadt Orf...
by Edgar Allan Poe
The mental features discoursed of as the analytical, are, in themselves, but little susceptible of analysis.
by Raymond Chandler
It was about eleven o’clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the cle...
by Arthur Conan Doyle
IN the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go throu...
by Dashiell Hammett
Rahang Samuel Spade panjang dan kurus, dagunya yang lancip bertengger di bawah mulutnya yang juga agak melancip di bawah
by Agatha Christie
Miss Jane Marple was sitting by her window.
by Agatha Christie
OLD Lanscombe moved totteringly from room to room, pulling up the blinds.
by Agatha Christie
STEPHEN pulled up the collar of his coat as he walked briskly along the platform.
by Agatha Christie
Between 7:30 and 8:30 every morning except Sundays, Johnnie Butt made the round of the village of Chipping Cleghorn on h...