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And he surveyed the audience with a sweep of his eye as if challenging a denial to his assertation. Dimitry, who looked up to Vanya in all matters, hastened to accord with him: […]

Such instances of insane cynolatry are not very common, fortunately, in this country; but on the Continent and in Great Britain they may be frequently seen...

Old Applegate, in the stern, just set and looked at me, and Lord James, amidship, waved both arms and kept hollering for help. I took a couple of everlasting big strokes and managed to grab hold of the skiff's rail, close to the stern. Then, for a jiffy, I hung on and fought for breath.