With just the turn of a shoulder she indicated the water front, where, at the end of the dock on which they stood, lay the good ship, Mount Vernon, river packet, the black smoke already pouring from her stacks.
The novel was awash in plagiarism, with entire passages lifted verbatim.
[…] beyond the oaflike appreciation of mere professional workers in an entertainment medium.
This new-comer was a man who in any company would have seemed striking. In complexion fair, and with blue or gray eyes, he was tall as any Viking, as broad in the shoulder.
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