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[ FRENCH FICTION]
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| ... Count. " ''I could see that the Countess was trembling from head to foot; the white satin skin of her throat was rough, "turned to goose flesh," to use the familiar expression. As for me, I laughed in myself without moving a muscle. " '' "This gentleman is one of my tradesmen," ... |
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[ ESSAYS]
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| ... and an unwarranted intrusion upon each man's sense of personal importance, irritating every pore of his vanity, like a dry northeast wind, to a goose-flesh of opposition and hostility. Mr. Lincoln has never studied Quintilian;(1) but he has, in the earnest simplicity and unaffected Americanism of his own ... |
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[ ENGLISH FICTION]
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| ... wall. In one of these, lying on straw and covered with a pair of table-napkins, did I do penance all night long in goose-flesh and chattering teeth, and sigh, from time to time as I awakened, for my sheepskin sack and the lee of some great wood. OUR ... |
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[ FICTION]
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| ... that spooks rap three times at the head of bed. It's a regular high-sign with them. "Rap-rap-rap!" Gertie's skin became goose-flesh, and coldwater effects chased up and down her spine. "What's your trouble in there?" demanded an unspooky voice so near that Gertie jumped. "Sick?" It ... |
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[ FICTION]
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| ... of course. He must be. But I think like a cat. very complacent with certain people, but when I begin to get goose flesh and hair prickles my head a bit, I realize that there is something antagonistic around, something for me to beware of. I guess because I am ... |
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[ GENERAL HISTORY OF SOUTH AMERICA]
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| ... two fountains, made of stone, in the form of fortresses; some fine stuffs of woollen embroidered with gold and silver; and a quantity of goose-flesh, dried and seasoned in a peculiar manner, and much used as a perfume, in a pulverized state, by the Peruvian nobles.13 The Indian ... |
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[ ENGLISH FICTION]
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| ... time the sick girl turned. Liddy heard my approach and came out to meet me. She seemed to be in a perpetual state of goose-flesh, and she had got in the habit of looking past me when she talked, as if she saw things. It had the effect of ... |
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[ FICTION]
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| ... started and laid her hand upon the rifle at her side. A little shudder ran through her slight frame and she could feel the goose flesh rise upon her body. Again and again was the awful sound repeated and each time she was certain that it came nearer. She could ... |
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[ FICTION]
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| ... scarce and as useful as it is in this world. As you get along, you''ll notice, my dear, that the people who get moral goose flesh at the shady doings of others are always people who haven't ever really been up against it. I know why I didn't----" He shrugged ... |
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[ ENGLISH FICTION]
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| ... rained, so that you, pushing through the dripping brush, are soaked and sodden and comfortless, and the bushes have become horrible to your shrinking goose-flesh. Or you are just plain tired out, not from a single fatigue, but from the gradual exhaustion of a long hike. Then in your ... |
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[ MISCELLANEOUS WRITINGS]
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| ... At the library, consulting the local chronicle of that time, I had found an article about the murder, so factious and malignant to get goose-flesh all over, but at least it had given me the opportunity to go back to the killer’s full name. Now my aim, knowing the ... |




