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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 J. K. Rowling
Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much...
by H. G. Wells, Ellen Marriage
The problem which was already being mooted by such scientific men as Ramsay, Rutherford, and Soddy, in the very beginnin...
by Arthur Conan Doyle
Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece, and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco cas...
by Stephen King
Extrait de l'hebdomadaire Enterprise, de Westover (Me), 19 aoüt 1966:
by Henry James
The story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless, but except the obvious remark that it was gruesome, as o...
by Robert Louis Stevenson
Since its publication in 1886, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde has remained continuously in print and has be...
by Willa Cather
FIRST HEARD of Antonia on what seemed to me an interminable journey across the great midland plain of North America.
by Voltaire
Chapitre I. Comment candide fut élevé dans un beau château, et comment il fut chassé d'icelui. Il y avait en Vestp...
by Mary Shelley
In the introduction to the 1831 edition of Frankenstein, Mary Shelley presents herself as "the daughter of two persons o...
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
MRS. RACHEL LYNDE lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladie...
by Harriet A. Jacobs
Eu nasci escrava, mas nunca soube disso até que seis anos de uma infância feliz tivessem se passado.
by Mark Twain
YOU DON'T know about me, without you have read a book by the name of "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer," but that ain't no m...
by Gustave Flaubert
WE were in the prep-room when the Head came in, followed by a new boy in mufti and a beadle carrying a big desk.
by Jack London
BUCK did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every ...
by Charles Dickens
MY FATHER'S FAMILY NAME being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing lo...