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(1/3) Go Saddle the Sea

On board the Guipuzcoa; the Comprachicos Despite my anxieties I reached the port without hazard or hindrance, and sought again the spot where I had encountered the small red-kerchiefed man. I found the place at once, and easily, for he was there ahead of me, jigging impatiently from foot to foot,...

(1/3) Go Saddle the Sea by Aiken, Joan
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Dido and Pa

He was in very low spirits. "Och!" he sighed. "Three o' my dearest freends drooned in one fell plunge! Yon was a dooms crushing blow. And then, late this e'en, what do I hear? Lord Raven, anither o' my cullies, crushed to death under a falling wall, puir mon. Whit gar'd him walk past a building t...

Dido and Pa by Aiken, Joan
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The Stolen Lake

The coachman opened the door, Dido was lifted out, and the small party from H. M. S. Thrush ascended the steps. "Oops!" said Dido. "There ain't no front door." "I reckon we have to wait here till it comes round," said Lieutenant Windward. "Vexatious!" muttered the captain. "It is hardly dignified...

The Stolen Lake by Aiken, Joan
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Black Hearts in Battersea

He did not trouble to light a candle in his room but was about to undress and jump into bed when an unexpected sound made him pause. The sound, which came from the bed, was a muffled and broken gulping, somewhat resembling the grunts of a small pig. "Who's there?" Simon said cautiously. The only ...

Black Hearts in Battersea by Aiken, Joan
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Midwinter Nightingale

“Where do we take her?” asked one. “To the conference chamber,” said the other. Dido wished furiously that while talking to the Woodlouse she had had the sense to ask him to cut through the rope that tied her wrists. But perhaps he wouldn't have had the courage, she thought. Poor little weasel, h...

Midwinter Nightingale by Aiken, Joan
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(2/3) The Teeth of the Gale

Trouble with the Escaroz horses; Pedro and I go to the monastery of San Juan; there we meet "Figaro"; I return to Berdun; am surprised at the municipal arrangements for refuse; Doña Conchita objects to being carried in a lobster pot; more news of the fat man Drinking our lumpy chocolate next morn...

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The Cuckoo Tree

Dido heard a kind of scuffling slither, a gentle voice said, "Stand, if you please, Rachel," and a gentleman entered the room. "Dear me," he said. "Sunflower, come here." The tiger—Sunflower was its name, apparently—padded around, rubbed its head against the gentleman very lovingly, and sat down ...

The Cuckoo Tree by Aiken, Joan

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