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...tic exploits with other women who out-classed Julia in the sexual experience arena any day. She heard his latest girlfriend was an exotic dancer nam... ...t still steeped in a small town, southern mindset, Hardin was homemade peach ice cream and ticker tape parades on every bank holiday, four lane inter... ...ack sin. He woke up sweating just thinking about those satin garters. The ice-cold morning showers had become so frequent that he was starting to ... ... with his life.” “I’m not a quitter,” Cade mumbled, his gaze on his bowl of ice cream. “Well, nobody spends years working they way you did at base... ...cery aisle, strolling along so she could take her time choosing the perfect box of cereal. “Sorry.” “S’okay.” Laura shrugged and stopped to stud... ...box of cereal. “Sorry.” “S’okay.” Laura shrugged and stopped to study a box of Lucky Charms. “So, do you believe him?” Paige kept her voice low...

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...ignal and then sent over a waiter who asked in Spanish to take their order. “Scotch, no ice. And I’ll have a mineral water,” Brand ordered in Spani... ...ling a sigh of relief. “We had an intruder, Jonesy,” Mrs. Stone said as she reached for a box of tea. “I didn’t hear a thing until just a minute ago... ...I apologize. I’m sorry.” After what we’ve been through, I’d live with you in a cardboard box,” she said and started to quietly weep, and threw hers... ...ng John Bruzzi, sighed. “I’ve been doing this for more than twenty-five years. This is my arena. I’m sure you can teach as much in yours.” The men ... ... was the kind of man that would panic. He then thought about Zlatamir; he must be made of ice, there was not even a hint of concern when Salvi calle... ... “Thank you,” Brand said, and thought to himself that the bishop must be made of the same ice as Zlatamir. Brand waited on the back patio as Susan ... ...for twenty years as a covert operative – eliminate the enemy. He found the security alarm box and unscrewed the cover, and then withdrew a small pen...

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...ave a shrill beep, breaking the silence. Jerking her ear piece out of the box, Zina put it in and turned it on. “Yeah, what?” not quite a snarl, but... ...ee your true worth, but are threatened by it. Don’t let them put you in a box filled with their ideals about who you are. You’re how old?” “I’m 17.”... ...m. “We have to get out of here, now!” “No, we can’t. This is my domain, my arena and I will not be upstaged in it by amateurs intent on feeding off y... ...ntrol and shifted his claws back into hands. Henry grabbed a glass, threw ice in it and poured a drink before slamming into his seat. “Why can’t tha... ... the dessert station. You want anything?” “Yeah, get me a bowl of vanilla ice cream, please.” “All right, vanilla ice cream for my best friend and ad... ...ll to the floor. The desserts flew up in the air and crashed down on her. Ice cream dripped down Laylah's face and on to her shirt. Pieces of the br... ... at the silent Donil. “Why are you here, Boy? Scamper back to your litter box so that the real males can do their work.” Jacques winced at Henry’s sa...

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...ued a number, tattooed, given new clothes, pushed into the showers, scalding hot or ice cold water, out of the showers, shivering, out the door, bea... ...ering at Dan’s Place Dan dipped the flowery kitchen towel in a bowl of cluttering ice cubes and applied it to my bloated face. “They didn’t have t... ...temple with the full backing of his bulging musculature. I woke up in a pool of ice cold water, surrounded by SS guards and a doctor who repeate... ...alled these contingency fighters Gladio, after the sword the gladiators used in the arena. Other countries gave them different designations: LOK in ...

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...s was extremely doubtful of him. Close be- side him is that infernal snuff-box, out of which there sprang a demoniacal Counsellor in a black gown, wit... ...ing of a handle; no regiment of soldiers, with a mute band, taken out of a box, and fitted, one by one, upon a stiff and lazy little set of lazy-tongs... ... stretched asleep, with his head in a lady’s lap; and near them is a glass box, fastened with four locks of shining steel, in which he keeps the lady ... ...nent inquiries, long disposed of; Terence and Plautus acted no more, in an arena of huddled desks and forms, all chipped, and notched, and inked; cric... ...t ever were played. They rowed upon the river in summer, and skated on the ice in winter; they were active afoot, and active on horseback; at cricket,...

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...days before from a bride, Madame d’Espart. “Have you been robbing the poor-box?” asked the per- fumer, laughing. Roguin replied that he had won the mo... ...aire. Don’t shovel in your snuff like an old Invalide; toy with your snuff-box, glance often at your feet, and sometimes at the ceiling, before you an... ...given Cesar some uneasiness, and which was now converted into a species of box, where it was possible to seat an old woman. The vestibule, paved in bl... ...carpet relieved the whiteness of the stairs, which were polished with pum- ice-stone. The first landing gave an entrance to the entresol; the doors to... ... turning to Birotteau. “Twenty-five thousand francs!” cried Cesar, feeling ice in his veins instead of blood. “What claim have you, monsieur?” “What c... ...mbitious schemes which since have poured their crowded battalions into the arena of journalism, for which they have created—oh, mighty revolution!—the... ...istening to you.” The poor man’s shirt was wet; his perspiration turned to ice as du Tillet looked fixedly at him, and he saw the silver- lined pupils...

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...s leave after a final flash of happy inspiration. “I expect I shall have a box at one of the theatres to-mor- row,” he remarked carelessly; “I will ca... ...e carriage turned into the Rue Nueve-de-Luxembourg; “Mme. d’Espard has the box of the First Gentlemen of the Chamber, and will take you, no doubt. I s... ...f the Chamber, and will take you, no doubt. I shall go to Mme. de Serizy’s box to behold you in your glory. They are giving Les Danaides.” “Good-bye,”... ...onversation; but these continual interruptions obliged Lucien to break the ice afresh each time, and further checked an intimacy which made little pro... ...” said the other, “one more Christian given over to the wild beasts in the arena.—There is a first-night perfor- mance at the Panorama-Dramatique, my ... ...e world for him in false colors, for preventing him from plunging into the arena, pen in hand. “I should be a Blondet at this moment!” he exclaimed wi... ...d Claude Vignon. “If the Ministry blunders so far as to come down into the arena, we can give them a drubbing. If they are nettled by it, the thing wi...

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...rop your own blades,”) and when he discovered the packet, behind the round box of bicarbonate of soda, he thought ill of his wife for put- ting it the... ...diant red hair and a thin skin which hinted of too much candy and too many ice cream sodas. Babbitt did not show his vague irritation as he tramped in... ...ted nothing. His scarf was an enormous black silk wad. His flaxen hair was ice-smooth, pasted back without parting. When he went to school he would ad... ...comfortable house with no architectural manners what- ever; a large wooden box with a squat tower, a broad porch, and glossy paint yellow as a yolk. B... ...at deal of money (in itself a virtue). It possessed a non-conducting fiber ice-container, a porcelain water-jar (guaranteed hy- gienic), a drip-less n... ... week ago he had invented a system of leaving his cigar-case and cigarette-box in an unused drawer at the bottom of the correspondence-file, in the ou... ...ght, a man than whom there is no more stalwart Trojan in all the political arena—I refer to our leader, the Honorable Lucas Prout, standard-bearer of ...

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...r the completion of the beautiful design that was suspended above the alms-box. It was the evening of a summer day which had been very hot. The choir ... ...at moment, Blanche’s side coming out victorious, Nuttie descended into the arena to congratulate 82 Nuttie’s Father and be asked to form part of the ... ...t his own coachman to assist, as being the stronger man, and, mounting the box, turned and drove off in quest of further help, at a wayside cottage, o... ...g that she now knew how to sympathise with Johnnie’s tin soldiers in their box turned upside down. T wo sturdy labourers here made their appearance, h... ...it was to be hoped, was to be taken metaphorically—how dreadfully hard the ice on the wedding-cake was, so that when Annaple tried to cut it the knife...

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...verlasting barren simper; in the smile of others lies a cold glitter as of ice: the fewest are able to laugh, what can be called laughing, but only sn... ...d among its groves and green natural bulwarks, and all diminished to a toy-box, the fair Town, where so many souls, as it were seen and yet unseen, ar... ...usand other thoughts unite thereto, if the place has to ourselves been the arena of joyous or mournful experi- ences; if perhaps the cradle we were ro... ... not here, indeed, the outline of a whole Clothes-Philosophy; at least the arena it is to work in? Remark, too, that the Character of the Man, nowise ... ...ceptre is but a piece of gilt wood; that the Pyx has become a most foolish box, and truly, as Ancient Pistol thought, ‘of little price.’ A right Conju... ...nture be me- chanically hatched and brought to light in that same Bal- lot-Box of yours; or at worst, in some other discoverable or devisable Box, Edi...

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...ildren. Herein appears one of those deep mysteries which lie buried in the arena of private life, a few shreds of which rise to the surface at moments... ...red into her apron the contents of her pockets, namely: a knife, her snuff-box, two pawn- tickets, some crusts of bread, and a handful of copper, from... ...their colloquy, ‘will you take care of this little package for me? It is a box of lace. I am going near by to a countess who is slow to pay her bill; ... ...to take it. But,’ he added, ‘be sure not to touch the paper that wraps the box, for there’s nothing harder than to do up a package in the same folds—’... ...ifferent as to whether or not the object of his visit should be known. The ice was broken, his happiness was soon to be official, and he was more disp... ...the symptoms now appearing of brain fever: bleeding, cupping, leeches, and ice to his head; these were the agreeable finale to his dream of love. We m... ... self-love.” “Well, there you are mistaken!” cried Thuillier, breaking the ice. “I used so little craft, as you call it, that I’ve just come from your... ... sit in judg- ment upon others, it would not become me to descend into the arena myself. I am an old athlete, whose business it is to judge of blows h...

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...would be free to call the devil to your aid with impunity if even his mal- ice were not defeated by such a blind darkness. The shores on the gulf are ... ...n the moonlit plateau forming the top of the pass like the floor of a vast arena sur- rounded by the basalt walls of precipices, two stroll- ing figur... ...e that streamed in, awestruck, to gaze at the hole in the side of the ugly box of bricks before the great altar. Guzman Bento of cruel memory had put ... ...y into the unflinch- ing eyes of Charles Gould, who, remembering the large box full of his father’s letters, put the accumu- lated scorn and bitternes... ...f opportunity. He was too old to descend personally into the centre of the arena at Sta. Marta. But the men who acted there sought his advice at every... ...very old truth.” Decoud spoke in French, perhaps because of Ignacio on the box above him; the old coachman, with his broad back filling a short, silve... ...ried so far, though there was enough ardour in his tone to melt a heart of ice. Antonia turned away abruptly, as if to carry his whispered assurance i... ...e were engaged?” she exclaimed, mentally, with horror. Her heart turned to ice, while her cheeks flamed up as if scorched by the blaze of a funeral py...

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... for a statue.’ He presents her in carpenter’s lines, with a dab of school-box colours, effective to those whom the Keepsake fashion can stir. She has... ...CRISIS IT WAS A CONFIRMED SUSPICION when he beheld Lord Dannisburgh on the box of a four-in-hand, and the peerless Diana beside him, cockaded lackeys ... ...it! Diana cried aloud, ‘My freedom!’ feeling as a butterfly flown out of a box to stretches of sunny earth beneath spacious heavens. Her bitter marria... ...t! A woman’s brutallest tussle with the world was upon her. She was in the arena of the savage claws, flung there by the man who of all others should ... ... Emma. ‘The world will read them, dear,’ said Diana, and struck herself to ice. She broke from the bitter frigidity in fury. ‘They are letters—none ve... ...ore, and my character will be up before the Bull’s Head to face him in the arena. The worst of a position like mine is, that it causes me incessantly ... ...pear no longer on the surface, they cease to bruise us: they will allow an arena character to be cleansed and made presentable while enthu- siastic fr... ... he lifts us to rather a higher level of intellectual friendship. When the ice has melted— and it is thick at first—he pours forth all his ideas witho... ...says what he can for her. But you must be in the last extremity, or she is ice. His appeal to her has been totally disregarded. Until he drops down in...

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...ow quarters of this rickety machine not admitting of any crowding, and the box which formed the seat being kept exclusively for the postal service, th... ...tween their legs, already tortured by being squeezed into a sort of little box in shape like a bellows. The original color of coach and running-gear w... ...ll that dear for your skin?” “Where am I to get them?” “Out of your strong-box,” said Pille-Miche; “and mind that the money is forthcoming, or we’ll s... ...waits you. To be worthy of it, you must brave the inclemencies of weather, ice, snow, and the excessive coldness of the nights; you must surprise your... ...have such keen desires for emotion, that they always know how to break the ice on such occasions. Suddenly, as if the two beauties had the same though... ...with weapons that were more favorable to the Goatskins. Slowly this moving arena widened. The Chouans, recover- ing themselves, gained the rocks, than... ...he soil in a state of humidity which wrapped the travellers in a mantle of ice. However, after much weari- some fatigue, they managed to reach the woo...

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...right face to me, or the very handsome feature, your nose, and that useful box, your skull, will come to grief. The whole business is a mystery. The l... ...the vacant space while pen- cilling in reply:— ‘V . waits for M., but in a box’ (that is, Verona for Milan). ‘We take the key to her. ‘I have no wife,... ...uccess is certain,’ he remarked and applauded, holding one hand as a snuff-box for the fingers of the other to tap on. ‘Signor Conte, you—must not pra... ...he said, and drew up his clenched fists with rage, as if pumping. ‘Cold as ice! Not a flaw. She is a lantern with no light in it—crystal, if you like.... ... without altering the level of his glass, said, ‘She’s as cool as a lemon- ice. That girl will be a mother of heroes. To have volcanic fire and the ma... ...t example of your English,” Laura said. “Brave, good, devoted, admi- rable—ice at the heart. The judge of others, of course. I al- ways respected her;... ...ace. I remember looking down on two cats with arched backs in the solitary arena of the V erona amphitheatre. We men, my Carlo, will not, in the decay...

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... My man he’ve digged a badger for yeou, my dearrs. ’Tis in the linhay in a box.” “Us’ll take un with us when we’re finished here. I reckon yeou’m busy... ... the prostrate Beetle before him. They found the beast in an evil-smelling box, left two half- crowns for payment, and staggered home. Only the badger... ... were to go up to their dormitory and wait till sent for. “Well, take this box to Mr. Hartopp’s rooms, then. We’ve done something for the Natural Hist... ... princess-skirt borrowed from a day-boy’s mother and a spotted cotton bod- ice unsystematically padded with imposition-paper make one ridiculous. And ... ... King of basket-hangers!” Down went McT urk’s inky thumb over an imaginary arena full of bleeding Kings. “Placete, child of a generous race!” he crie... ...y about the eyes, his Rudyard Kipling poshteen coated with claret-colored ice. “‘No trustin’ these snow-storms,’ he said. ‘Nip out quick and snaffle ...

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...et conviction of one who knew her duty better. “Perhaps I’ll have a little ice pudding when it comes,” she said. Sir Richmond detested eating alone in... ...a few mouthfuls he pushed his plate away from him. “Then let’s have up the ice pudding,” he said with a faint note of bitterness. “But have you finish... ...,” he said with a faint note of bitterness. “But have you finished—?” “The ice pudding!” he exploded wrathfully. “The ice pud- ding!” Lady Hardy sat f... ...s. It has one or two constitutional weaknesses—incidental to the make—gear-box over the back axle for example—gets all the vibration. Whole machine ra... ...e, he went down on his hands and knees in the road to peer up at the gear- box, then without restoring the spark, he tried to wind up the engine again... ...val of the Bohe- mian Sokols. Opposite to where I sat, far away across the arena, was a great bank of men of the Sokol organizations, an unbroken brow...

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...caled the wall in one leap and dashed across the street to an empty phone box. A minute later he was back across the road and over the wall like a s... ...ng about the weather. Or how when you get lonely you worship the Hypnosis-box that every house has in the corner of the room. I still can’t get over... ...d a cure.’ 47 A Visitor ‘But you can see all of the world on the Hypnosis-box – as many chan- nels as you want.’ ‘You mean the television,’ Theo corr... ... like a thorn in my soul as I strive to personify grace and beauty in the arena.’ ‘But you perform your act blindfolded.’ ‘Like I said. Clowns. No se... ...on in a minute.’ Theo could feel the envious stare of half the kids in the arena trained on the back of his neck. It was bad enough that he had one f... ...or at that moment a spotlight illuminated a circle two metres wide on the arena. Theo sniffed back some tears and his heart calmed as he became abso... ...plating the great mysteries of the Story. ‘I could kill for some pizza and ice cream,’ Bozo announced suddenly. ‘When do we go to New York?’ ‘Already... ...his head in a public fountain. It felt as though the water was turning to ice in his hair. The effects of the tear gas diminished a little, but now ... ...ing fell, city trucks were out spread- ing salt to prevent the build up of ice. Theo sat back and let his mind wan- der, feeling safe for the f rst ti...

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... friends; and yet some of unknown Antarctica, a dreamy non-asthmatic land of ice mountains and valleys. In such a place dreamed about and sketched fro... ... It was a partially adult caricature of a being standing proudly alone on an ice mountain. She drew its contumely as master of itself in all of its a... ... chair and then aerobics to the televised instructors who glowed in a little box in front of her. It all helped to extract her from malaise. She reall... ...diarrhea she had trudged over to the store with him in her arms and bought a box of diapers. From that point forward it became part of her habits. T... ... a McDonalds with an Internet caf? underneath, Pizza Hut, and Baskin-Robbins Ice cream shops. One could always find M&M chocolate candies and shirts d... ...ho was playing with the board game that he had unwrapped and opened from the box. What did a cockroach know? For it perceived nothing outside of its ... ...thand knowledge of some sexual issues he was still curious about more normal arenas. Sang Huin told himself that incessantly telling himself things w... ...playas (beaches) were somewhat agreeable because of their adjacent bullfight arena and Spanish architecture. The unbearable dust colonias (poor suburb...

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...asses, lifting himself to the summit. After days and nights of clinging to ice, rock, and snow, Ata knew the wind so well, and the gusts trying to ... ...es." "But she's hardly—" "It's okay," BrokenThread insisted. "I stand on a box when I need to. And when I feel too sick, Ghost carries me to bed." ... ...he gun a vicious jerk. "I'm sorry for not being so serious." She wanted to box his ears. Men's voices grew louder behind them. WindTamer's was grav... ...peered through the lenses with her back to him, standing tiptoe on a wooden box. "Are your extremities numb, yet?" He nodded, then realized she coul... .... Let no one among us forget our promises made long ago, forged in fire and ice, by which we have survived to this time." She lowered her staff and... ..."Destiny Farm." Underneath TripStone's hand, the skin on Piri's neck turned ice cold.  Woodsy air turned brisk with the setting sun. TripStone gul... ... in her family—no one she knew in the Scrimshaw Guild—had ever entered that arena. No one had dismembered Yata or dried and smoked their flesh. No o... ...er sway momentarily. Flies congregated in black clouds. She stepped into an arena, a ring of bushes burned away, their ashen stain on the ground lik...