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[Illustration] In the Days of the Comet by H. G. Wells “The World’s Great Age begins anew, The Golden Years return, The Earth doth like a Snake renew Her Winter Skin outworn: Heaven smiles, and Faiths and Empires gleam Like Wrecks of a Dissolving Dream. ” Contents PROLOGUE THE MAN WHO WROTE IN THE T... |
” said I. . . . That was our style, you know, and meanwhile we walked together up the narrow street outside his lodging, up the stepway and the lanes toward Clayton Crest and the high road. But my memories carry me back so effectually to those days before the Change that I forget that now all these places have been a... |
” “Suppose it killed them all. ” “Oh,” said I, “that’s Rot,” “I wonder,” said Parload, dreadfully divided in his allegiance. He looked at the comet. He seemed on the verge of repeating his growing information about the nearness of the paths of the earth and comet, and all that might ensue from that. So I cut in wit... |
It was a low, steamy, brick-floored alley between staging that bore a close crowd of pots and ferns, and behind big branching plants that were spread and nailed overhead so as to make an impervious cover of leaves, and in that close green privacy she stopped and turned on me suddenly like a creature at bay. “Isn’t the... |
” The Conciliation Board was doing its best to keep the coal-miners and masters from a breach, but young Lord Redcar, the greatest of our coal owners and landlord of all Swathinglea and half Clayton, was taking a fine upstanding attitude that made the breach inevitable. He was a handsome young man, a gallant young man;... |
. . The next day I spent in gloomy lethargy. I had intended to go to Checkshill that day, but my bruised ankle was too swollen for that to be possible. I sat indoors in the ill-lit downstairs kitchen, with my foot bandaged, and mused darkly and read. My dear old mother waited on me, and her brown eyes watched me and ... |
You can tell—” “She didn’t say. She said she was happy. She said love took one like a storm—” “Curse that! Where is her letter? Let me see it. And as for this gentleman—” She stared at me. “You know who it is. ” “Willie! ” she protested. “You know who it is, whether she said or not? ” Her eyes made a mute unconfi... |
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This dataset contains 14 novels written by H G Wells. Each novel has been divided into 20 parts, so every 20 lines contain one novel.
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