短篇小说 | The Cop and the Anthem
A dead leaf fell in Soapy's lap. That was Jack Frost's card. Jack is kind to the regular denizens of Madison Square, and gives fair warning of his annual call.
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短篇小说 | The Nightingale and the Rose
So he returned to his room and pulled out a great dusty book, and began to read.
短篇小说 | The Striding Place
Weigall, continental and detached, tired early of grouse shooting.
短篇小说 | The Princess And The Puma
"Bully for you!" thundered Whispering Ben from the darkness of the royal chamber.
短篇小说 | The Fly
He took out his handkerchief and passed it inside his collar. For the life of him he could not remember.
短篇小说 | How I Edited an Agricultural Paper
I did not take temporary editorship of an agricultural paper without misgivings.
短篇小说 | Hyacinth
Hyacinth wriggled back, and sent a short ladder down through the window of the inner stye.
短篇小说 | Springtime a la Carte
Never, never begin a story this way when you write one. No opening could possibly be worse.
短篇小说 | The Last Dream of Old Oak
IN the forest, high up on the steep shore, and not far from the open seacoast, stood a very old oak-tree.
短篇小说 | After the Race
THE cars came scudding in towards Dublin, running evenly like pellets in the groove of the Naas Road.
短篇小说 | The Unrest-Cure
"I don't suppose," mused Clovis, as an early train bore him townwards, "that they will be in the least grateful for the Unrest-cure."
短篇小说 | Babes in the Jungle
Two years afterward I found that I couldn't remember the names of the Russian admirals, and I noticed some gray hairs over my left ear; so I knew the time had arrived for me to take Silver's advice.
