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My father had a small estate in Nottinghamshire: I was the third of five sons.  He sent me to Emanuel College in Cambridge at fourteen years old, where I resided three years , and applied myself close to my studies...

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Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the  mornings, save upon those infrequent occasions when he was up all night, was seated at the breakfast table.  I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before.

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Mary asked no more questions but waited in the darkness of her corner keeping her eyes on the window.  The carriage lamps cast rays of light a little distance ahead of them and she caught glimpses of the things they passed.

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Phileas Fogg was seated squarely in his armchair, his feet close together like those of a grenadier on parade, his hands resting on his knees, his body straight, his head erect; he was steadily watching a complicated clock which indicated the hours, the minutes the seconds, the days, the months, and the years.

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At first I hated the school, but by and by I got so I could stand it.  Whenever I got uncommon tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up.  So the longer I went to school the easier it got to be.

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Poor Jo would gladly have gone under the table, as one thing after another was tasted and left; while Amy giggled, Meg looked distressed, Miss Crocker pursed her lips, and Laurie talked and laughed with all his might, to give a cheerful tone to the festive scene.

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At half-past nine, that night Tom and Sid were sent to bed, as usual.  They said their prayers, and Sid was soon asleep.  Tom lay awake and waited , in restless impatience.

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There were six young colts in the meadow besides me; they were older than I was; some were nearly as large as grown-up horses.  I used to run with them, and had great fun; we used to gallop all together round and round the field as hard as we could go.

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To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born (as I have been informed and believe) on a Friday, at twelve o'clock at night.  It was remarked that the clock began to strike, and I began to cry, simultaneously.

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Since his papa's death, Cedric had found out that it was best not to talk to his mamma about him.  When his father was ill, Cedric had been sent away, and when he had returned, everything was over.

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