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It Can't Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis Chapter 31 As the open prison van approached the concentration camp at Trianon, the last light of afternoon caressed the thick birch and maples and poplars up the pyramid of Mount Faithful. But the grayness swif
It Can't Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis Chapter 35 In his two years of dictatorship, Berzelius Windrip daily became more a miser of power. He continued to tell himself that his main ambition was to make all citizens healthy, in purse and mind, and tha
It Can't Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis Chapter 29 The propaganda throughout the country was not all to the New Underground; not even most of it; and though the pamphleteers for the N.U., at home and exiled abroad, included hundreds of the most capabl
It Can't Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis Chapter 24 He could not decide whether Emil Staubmeyer, and through him Shad Ledue, knew that he had tried to escape. Did Staubmeyer really look more knowing, or did he just imagine it? What the deuce had Emil m
Tender Is the Night - Book Two by F. Scott Fitzgerald Chapter 17 Tommy Barban was a ruler, Tommy was a heroDick happened upon him in the Marienplatz in Munich, in one of those cafs, where small gamblers diced on tapestry mats. The air was full of pol
Chapter VI He spent that evening till ten oclock going from one low haunt to another. Katia too turned up and sang another gutter song, how a certain villain and tyrant began kissing Katia. Svidrigalov treated Katia and the organ-grinder and some sin
Chapter VII The same day, about seven oclock in the evening, Raskolnikov was on his way to his mothers and sisters lodging the lodging in Bakaleyevs house which Razumihin had found for them. The stairs went up from the street. Raskolnikov walked with
Chapter VIII When he went into Sonias room, it was already getting dark. All day Sonia had been waiting for him in terrible anxiety. Dounia had been waiting with her. She had come to her that morning, remembering Svidrigalovs words that Sonia knew. W
Chapter I Siberia. On the banks of a broad solitary river stands a town, one of the administrative centres of Russia; in the town there is a fortress, in the fortress there is a prison. In the prison the second-class convict Rodion Raskolnikov has be
Chapter V Of course, Ive been meaning lately to go to Razumihins to ask for work, to ask him to get me lessons or something . . . Raskolnikov thought, but what help can he be to me now? Suppose he gets me lessons, suppose he shares his last farthing
Chapter III He was not completely unconscious, however, all the time he was ill; he was in a feverish state, sometimes delirious, sometimes half conscious. He remembered a great deal afterwards. Sometimes it seemed as though there were a number of pe
Chapter III He waked up late next day after a broken sleep. But his sleep had not refreshed him; he waked up bilious, irritable, ill-tempered, and looked with hatred at his room. It was a tiny cupboard of a room about six paces in length. It had a po
Chapter III Pyotr Petrovitch, she cried, protect me . . . you at least! Make this foolish woman understand that she cant behave like this to a lady in misfortune . . . that there is a law for such things. . . . Ill go to the governor-general himself.
Chapter V Lebeziatnikov looked perturbed. Ive come to you, Sofya Semyonovna, he began. Excuse me . . . I thought I should find you, he said, addressing Raskolnikov suddenly, that is, I didnt mean anything . . . of that sort . . . But I just thought .
Chapter IV At that moment the door was softly opened, and a young girl walked into the room, looking timidly about her. Everyone turned towards her with surprise and curiosity. At first sight, Raskolnikov did not recognise her. It was Sofya Semyonovn
Chapter I The morning that followed the fateful interview with Dounia and her mother brought sobering influences to bear on Pyotr Petrovitch. Intensely unpleasant as it was, he was forced little by little to accept as a fact beyond recall what had se
All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque This book is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a ge
SIXTY-TWO PART SIX Chapter 1 DOLLY and her children were spending the summer with her sister Kitty at Pokrovsk. The house on her own estate was quite dilapidated, so Levin and his wife persuaded her to spend the summer with them. Oblonsky quite appro
EIGHTY-NINE Chapter 13 LEVIN remembered a recent scene between Dolly and her children. Left by themselves, the children had started cooking raspberries over a candle, and pouring jets of milk into their mouths. When their mother caught them at this p