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...The first significant published short story of French author Guy de Maupassant, and generally acknowledged as his greatest work, Ball-of-Fat (French title: Boule de Suif) is the touching story of an interrupted coach ride from Rouen to Le Havre during which occurs the corruption of a principled prostitute by immoral and hypocritical members of the upper class....

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...rounding his father’s ranche, spearing the watch-dogs and ham- stringing a fat cow all in the twinkling of an eye, to the cries of “Viva la Libertad!”... ...rstood the allusion. General Baron D’Hubert would be able now to enjoy his fat king’s favour in peace. “Much good may it do to him,” mumbled the el- d... ...rse, a quantity of diverse types: showy old fellows with white moustaches, fat men, thin men, officers in uniform; but what pre- dominated, he told me...

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... our boasts of her must compare us to showmen bawling the attractions of a Fat Lady at a fair! Swoln Manchester bore the blame of it. Everard exulted ... ... woman’s face. It cramped his heart. ‘Don’t you see, Mr. Carpendike,’ said fat Mr. Oggler, ‘it’s the happiness of the people we want; that’s what Capt... ...he Pharisee’s incense, the hypocrite’s pity, the post of exaltation of the fat citizen, etc.; but, said M. Livret, the people using it should have a c... ...divine compared with the stagnant 257 George Meredith fleshliness of that fat shopkeeper’s Comfort. ‘“Warn the people of this. Ay, warn the clergy. I... ...tand it, the people: that’s to say, the middle-class and the working-class—fat and lean. I’m quite with Shrapnel when he lashes the fleshpots. They wa...

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...e to this lady, and with her face fully tamed to me, was a kindly-looking, fat motherly woman, with light- coloured hair, not in the best order. She w...

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...eredith Sir Meeson Corby was a plump little beau of forty, at war with his fat and accounting his tight blue tail coat and brass buttons a victory. Hi... ...e envied: a small slice of cold boiled mutton-flesh in a crescent of white fat, with a lump of dry bread beside the plate. Thus he returned to the onl... ...he earl was relieved of his dejection by a sudden filling of his nostrils. Fat Esslemont underneath had no such air. Except on the mornings of his wal...

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...tles. It was evident Jim Bricknell drank beer for choice. He wanted to get fat—that was his idea. But he couldn’t bring it off: he was thin, though no... ...ion. Meanwhile his abdomen shook as he caught his breath, the flesh of his fat, naked arms swayed. Josephine looked down with the fixed gravity of a R... ...to CARE, when care isn’t in me. And I’m not going to be forced to it.” The fat, aproned French waiter was hovering near. Josephine let him remove the ... ... on the plate. “How much?” said Aaron to the driver. “Ten franc,” said the fat driver. But it was his turn now to screw down and scrutinise the pink t... ...ly towards the house. In the hall Lady Franks was discussing with Arthur a fat Pekinese who did not seem very well. She was sure the servants did not ... ...e Colonel, oh, awful man, did a sort of plump roly-poly- cake-walk, like a fat boy, right to the very door of that santum- sanctorum, the library. Aar... ...modest, sombre months imme- diately after the peace. So a large man with a fat neck and a white kerchief, and his collar over his knee, sat in Aaron’s... ...on’s seat. Aaron looked at the man, and at his own luggage over- head. The fat man saw him looking and stared back: then stared also at the luggage ov... ...class. “That man’s sitting in it.” “Which?” cried Francis, indignant. “The fat one there—with the collar on his knee.” “But it was your seat—!” Franci...

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...d in the chalk country, and ill-provided with sand. Edna accosted a short, fat cyclist. “We want wet sand,” she 32 The War in the Air said, and added... ... 32 The War in the Air said, and added, “our motor’s on fire.” The short, fat cyclist stared blankly for a moment, then with a helpful cry began to s... ...expressed satisfac- tion, interest, curiositv. “Wet sand,” said the short, fat man, scrabbling terribly—”wet stnd.” One joined him. They threw hard-ea... ...may go in ignorance. He had always clung to the illusion that Germans were fat, absurd men, who smoked china pipes, and were addicted to knowledge and... ..., and ran lightly and well; the second was a sturdy little man, and rather fat. He ran comically in leaps and bounds, with his plump arms bent up by h... ... hear across the waters a little sound like the moo of an elfin cow as the fat little man fell forward. Slash went the swordsman and slash at somethin... ... soft black hat, a blue blouse, and black trousers, and with a broad round-fat face quite inno- cent of goatee. This person regarded him askance and h...

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...inside. The room was the size of a large conference room arranged around a fat, huge pillar. Wrist shackles encircled the marble column midway up, wh...

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...led Dad. I think I could have handled the entire school knowing I was a big fat nothing, but Dad knowing was a punch in the gut. I wanted to prove... ...me pop star?” “Well, in my defense I thought it was holy water.” He spat a fat glob of icky to the ground. “My mouth tastes like frou frou, so I’d... ...dies day on the town she jumped at it. I immediately smelled a rat — a big, fat, gossipy one. I should’ve been offended, but she was my best frien...

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...Embassy. "It's nice to see you, again, Branderos," Gonzales said puffing on a fat cigar that was almost too big for his mouth. "My uncle says you ... ...hance of knowing for sure,” Radcliff said, feeling Franklin’s frustration. “Fat chance. We’re going to bomb the hell out of every Colombian Cartel ... ...s man to his hell?” Soule’ raised his gun, and emptied it into Gonzales. His fat, stubby body crashed 366 J.Cross/Artemis backwards into the c...

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...teasing the shrieking Walter. Walter loved the world. In summertime there were always many Maybeetles flying around or climbing in trees. The brown, fat, shiny beetles would eat leaves, and the kids were allowed to shake the trees and collect them. It was much fun to keep them in shoeboxes with small holes punched in them, then feed the beetles until they really stunk and...

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...lar, lean mass, though the two samples on board the Ostia were much smaller, not even reaching two meters. The heaviest ever heard of Varanoide was a fat free individual of two hundred kilogram. The Varanoides were basically ectotherm beings with a certain span of poikilothermic sustainability. They could live within a certain range of environmental and body temperatures. ...

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... in his artless childish way. “Who is that other woman?” he asked. “She is fat and round; she is more pretty than my Lady Castlewood.” “She is Madame ... ...ond of reticence not to say to his young companion, “Church! priest- hood! fat living! My dear Tommy, do you call yours a church and a priesthood? Wha... ...ing! My dear Tommy, do you call yours a church and a priesthood? What is a fat living compared to converting a hundred thousand heathens by a single s... ...rince George, and the Princess Anne—didn’t you, Trix?” “They are both very fat, and smelt of brandy,” the child said. Papa roared with laughing. “Bran... ... pair of very clear blue eyes. His complexion was muddy, his figure rather fat, his chin double. He wore a shabby cassock, and a shabby hat over his b...

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...ns. He eats no hot bread and sweet cake, but musquash and moose meat and the fat of bears. He glides up the Millinocket and is lost to my sight, as a ... ...believe in vain. Having softened our stiffened boots and shoes with the pork fat, the usual disposition of what was left at breakfast, we crossed the ... ...o breakfast without any pork, he said, with a very grave look, “Me want some fat,” so he was told that he might have as much as he would fry. We had s...

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...gyptian cookery Shall have the fame. I have heard that Julius Caesar Grew fat with feasting there. MARK ANTONY: You have heard much. ...

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...bicycle as a pleasure vehicle off the roads. Western Europe was running to fat and not to muscle, as America is to-day. But if that old usurer’s age i...

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...nation of his interven tion at the nuptials. Brother Michael and the little fat friar proposed to be his guides. The proposal was courteously accepte... ...ted charger; brother Michael on a large heavy trotting horse; and the little fat friar on a plump soft paced galloway, so correspondent with himself i... ...n oak, and a fire was blazing in an open space before the trees to roast the fat deer which the foresters brought. The sports commenced; and, after an... ...est, that beats and binds bishops, spreads nets for archbishops, and hunts a fat abbot as if he were a buck: excellent game, no doubt, but you must hu... ... the consolation of the society of her old friend father Michael: the little fat friar of Rubygill was sub stituted as the castle confessor, not with... ...drop the portcullis, when the castle was surrounded by the enemy. The little fat friar, who during the confusion was asleep in the buttery, found hims... ...le, and elucidate the mystery of the doleful voice, forth waddled the little fat friar in an agony of fear, out of the fire into the frying pan; for h... ... a sad chance the little friar thought a merry one, and went bounding like a fat buck towards the abbey of Rubygill. An arrow, with a letter attached ... ...ave nothing to do with our laws but to obey them. Is it not written that the fat ribs of the herd shall be fed upon by the mighty in the land? And hav...

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...e-teeth. Y ou can buy ponies, turquoises, Persian pussy-cats, saddle-bags, fat-tailed sheep, and musk in the Kumharsen Serai, and get many strange thi... ... ‘There are no more men coming in to be drilled this autumn. Look at those fat black clouds. They’re bringing the snow.’ “ ‘It isn’t that,’ says Danie... ... Bengali woman I kept at Mogul Serai when I was a plate-layer?’ says I. ‘A fat lot o’ good she was to me. She taught me the lingo and one or two other... ...e snow had fallen in the night, and everything was white except the greasy fat clouds that blew down and down from the north. Dravot came out with his...

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... ’tis but a three years’ fast: The mind shall banquet, though the body pine: Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but ban... ...III, Scene i 27 that’s flat. Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat. To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loose: Let me see; ... ...ell is as cunning as fast and loose: Let me see; a fat l’envoy; ay, that’s a fat goose. DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO : Come hither, come hither. How did thi... ...ARD: True, and I for a plantain: thus came your argument in; Then the boy’s fat l’envoy, the goose that you bought; And he ended the market. DON ADRI... ...eet breaths puff’d out. ROSALINE: Well liking wits they have; gross, gross; fat, fat. PRINCESS: O poverty in wit, kingly poor flout! Will they not, ...