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Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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“I’d better begin at the beginnin’. You must admit, sir, that whatever plots you find on the pictures or in the underworlds of London, our villages is just as good.
— Oct 28, 2026 10:40PM
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Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 145 of 229
Very accurate portrait of a busy country doctor:
All his time was taken up rushing about the countryside giving people free treatment. ...Once, he’d had high ideals about healing the sick. A few at a time, of course, and leisure in which to study their cases. Now …
— Oct 28, 2026 08:48PM
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All his time was taken up rushing about the countryside giving people free treatment. ...Once, he’d had high ideals about healing the sick. A few at a time, of course, and leisure in which to study their cases. Now …
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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With the passage of time, however, the fun and spice of life grew thin. And nationalization was the last straw!
— Oct 28, 2026 08:34PM
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Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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Littlejohn couldn’t help thinking that although some might think the
whole business a wild-goose chase, if everybody had something so
harmless, occupying, and, maybe, useful in its way, to keep them busy and
even dedicated to it, there might be less mischief in the world.
— Oct 28, 2026 06:52AM
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whole business a wild-goose chase, if everybody had something so
harmless, occupying, and, maybe, useful in its way, to keep them busy and
even dedicated to it, there might be less mischief in the world.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 90 of 229
“The sea!” said Cromwell, like a boy on holiday. And there it was, a
long, leaden, dim line a mile or so downstream. Far away you could even
see the smoke of coasters and a lighthouse built on piles.
— Oct 28, 2026 04:48AM
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long, leaden, dim line a mile or so downstream. Far away you could even
see the smoke of coasters and a lighthouse built on piles.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 87 of 229
Pennyquick was a bit put out at this inopportune visit of his eminent
collaborators. He kept saying that to himself by way of encouragement.
Eminent collaborators.
— Oct 28, 2026 03:16AM
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collaborators. He kept saying that to himself by way of encouragement.
Eminent collaborators.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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Yet he could talk himself into and out of anything. That was his salvation.
— Oct 28, 2026 02:34AM
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Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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The local fire brigade, in the absence of obliging nature, were providing the rain.… There was a terrific hullaballoo going on outside, the director
yelling through a microphone and supers shouting and dogs barking.
— Oct 28, 2026 12:04AM
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yelling through a microphone and supers shouting and dogs barking.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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If life does not unduly persecute them, they persecute
themselves.
— Oct 27, 2026 05:28AM
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themselves.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 26 of 229
Women’s talk. They can’t bear … can’t
abide … a man and a woman to ’ave any sort of relationships together
without wantin’ to make a match of it.
— Oct 27, 2026 03:04AM
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abide … a man and a woman to ’ave any sort of relationships together
without wantin’ to make a match of it.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 20 of 229
Then, the music changed and the heaving mass broke bounds. They pranced and tramped from the polished to the rougher timber of the floor and then, over the carpet and among the tables, greatly to the consternation of those trying to eat
— Oct 26, 2026 10:10AM
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Ananya Kaimathuruthil
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P.C. Pennyquick’s youngest read it over and over again, wondering why
she did so, what the doctor of a hundred years ago looked like, why he died
at the age of sixty-three and how he qualified so young, whilst a young
admirer gazed at her in rapture and pondered whether or not to commit
some fearful crime and, by her father’s attentions to him, bring himself to
her notice
— Oct 25, 2026 10:40PM
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she did so, what the doctor of a hundred years ago looked like, why he died
at the age of sixty-three and how he qualified so young, whilst a young
admirer gazed at her in rapture and pondered whether or not to commit
some fearful crime and, by her father’s attentions to him, bring himself to
her notice
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 8 of 229
Among the motley gathering of heads and headgear in the body of the
building could be seen the pink, shiny dome of the constabulary head, that
of P.C. Pennyquick, celebrating, in mufti, the advent of the New Year,
thanks to a dearth of malefactors.
— Oct 25, 2026 09:33PM
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building could be seen the pink, shiny dome of the constabulary head, that
of P.C. Pennyquick, celebrating, in mufti, the advent of the New Year,
thanks to a dearth of malefactors.
Ananya Kaimathuruthil
is on page 7 of 229
Days and moments quickly flying
Blend the living with the dead;
Soon will you and I be lying
Each within his narrow bed
— Oct 25, 2026 09:29PM
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Blend the living with the dead;
Soon will you and I be lying
Each within his narrow bed
