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1.02 Tom Jones by Henry Fielding 2.02 The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle
The reader may remember that Mr. Allworthy gave Tom “What are you doing here, Barrymore?”
Jones a little horse, as a kind of smart-money for the “Nothing, sir.” His agitation was so great that he could
punishment which he imagined he had suffered innocently. hardly speak, and the shadows sprang up and down from
This horse, Tom kept above half a year, and then rode him the shaking of his candle. “It was the window, sir. I go
to a neighbouring fair, and sold him. round at night to see that they are fastened.”
At his return, being questioned by Thwackum what he “On the second floor?”
had done with the money for which the horse was sold, “Yes, sir, all the windows.”
he frankly declared he would not tell him. “Look here, Barrymore,” said Sir Henry, sternly; “we have
Mr. Allworthy put the same question to him which made up our minds to have the truth out of you, so it will
Thwackum had before asked him. save you trouble to tell it sooner rather than later. Come,
Tom answered, he could in duty refuse him nothing; but as now! No lies! What were you doing at that window?”
for that tyrannical rascal, he would only ever answer him “I was doing no harm, sir. I was holding a candle to the
with a large stick in return for all his barbarities. window.”
Mr. Allworthy very severely reprimanded the lad for his “And why were you holding a candle to the window?”
indecent and disrespectful expressions concerning his “Don’t ask me, Sir Henry – don’t ask me! I give you my
master; but much more for his avowing an intention word, sir, that it is not my secret, and that I cannot tell it.”
of revenge. He threatened him with the entire loss of
I took the candle from the trembling hand of the butler.
his favour, if he ever heard such another word from his
mouth. He was, however, brought by Mr. Allworthy to “He must have been holding it as a signal,” said I. “Let us see
express a concern for his resentment against Thwackum; if there is any answer.” I held it as he had done, and stared
and then the good man permitted him to proceed, which out into the darkness of the night. And then I gave a cry of
he did as follows:- exultation, for a tiny pin-point of yellow light glowed steadily
in the centre of the black square framed by the window.
“Indeed, my dear sir, I love and honour you more than
all the world. Could the little horse you gave me speak, I “There it is?” I cried.
am sure he could tell you how fond I was of your present; “No, no, sir, it is nothing – nothing at all!” the butler broke
for I had more pleasure in feeding him than in riding him. in; “I assure you, sir –”
Indeed, sir, it went to my heart to part with him; nor would “Move your light across the window, Watson!” cried the
I have sold him upon any other account in the world than baronet. “See, the other moves also! Now, you rascal, do
what I did. You yourself, sir, I am convinced, in my case, you deny that it is a signal? Come, speak up! Who is out
would have done the same: there never was any misery yonder, and what is this conspiracy that is going on?”
like theirs.” “It is my business, and not yours. I will not tell.”
“Like whose, child?” says Allworthy: “What do you mean?” “Then you leave my employment right away.”
“Oh, sir!” answered Tom, “your poor gamekeeper, with “Very good, sir. If I must, I must.”
all his large family, ever since your discarding him, have “And you may well be ashamed of yourself. Your family has
been perishing with all the miseries of cold and hunger: I lived with mine for over a hundred years under this roof,
could not bear to see these poor wretches starving, and at and here I find you deep in some dark plot against me.”
the same time know myself to have been the occasion of
“No, no, sir; no, not against you!” It was a woman’s voice,
all their sufferings. I could not bear it, sir; upon my soul, I
and Mrs. Barrymore was standing at the door.
could not. It was to save them from absolute destruction
I parted with your dear present: I sold the horse for them, “We have to go, Eliza. This is the end of it. You can pack our
and they have every farthing of the money.” things,” said the butler.
Mr. Allworthy now stood silent for some moments, and “It is my doing, Sir Henry – all mine. He has done nothing
before he spoke the tears started from his eyes. He at except for my sake and because I asked him.”
length dismissed Tom with a gentle rebuke, advising him “Speak out, then! What does it mean?”
for the future to apply to him in cases of distress, rather “My unhappy brother is starving on the moor. The light is
than to use extraordinary means of relieving them himself. a signal to him that food is ready for him, and his light out
yonder is to show the spot to which to bring it.”
“Then your brother is ...”
“The escaped prisoner, sir – Selden, the criminal.”

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3.02 One Thousand Dollars by O. Henry 4.02 Yuki-Onna by Lafcadio Hearn

Miss Hayden was writing letters in the library. As soon as he got well again, he returned to his calling,
“I’ve just come from old Tolman’s,” he explained. “They going alone every morning to the forest, and coming back
found an amendment or something to the will. It seemed at nightfall with his bundles of wood, which his mother
that the old boy loosened up a little on second thoughts helped him to sell.
and willed you a thousand dollars. I was driving up this way One evening, in the winter of the following year, as he was
and Tolman asked me to bring you the money. Here it is.” on his way home, he overtook a girl who happened to
Miss Hayden turned white. “Oh!” she said, and again “Oh!” be travelling the same road. She was a tall, slim girl, very
Gillian half turned and looked out the window. good-looking; and she answered Minokichi’s greeting in
a voice as pleasant to the ear as the voice of a song bird.
“I suppose, of course,” he said, “that you know I love you.”
Then he walked beside her: and they began to talk. The
“I am sorry,” said Miss Hayden, taking up her money. girl said that her name was O-Yuki; that she had lately lost
“There is no use?” asked Gillian, almost light-heartedly. both of her parents; and that she was going to Yedo, where
“I am sorry,” she said again. she happened to have some poor relations, who might
“May I write a note?” asked Gillian, with a smile. help her to find a situation as a servant. Minokichi soon felt
Gillian made out his account of his expenditure of the charmed by this strange girl; and the more that he looked
thousand dollars in these words. at her, the handsomer she appeared to be. He asked her
whether she was single; and she answered, laughingly,
“Paid by the black sheep, Robert Gillian, $1,000 to the best
that she was free. Then, in her turn, she asked Minokichi
and dearest woman on earth.”
whether he was married, or going to marry someone, and
Gillian slipped his writing into an envelope, bowed and he told her that, although he had only a widowed mother
went his way. to support, the question of an “honourable daughter-in-
His cab stopped again at the offices of Tolman & Sharp. law” had not yet been considered, as he was very young
“I have expended the thousand dollars,” he said to Tolman, … After these confidences, they walked on for a long while
“and I have come to render account of it, as I agreed.” without speaking; but, as the proverb declares, “when
He tossed a white envelope on the lawyer’s table. the wish is there, the eyes can say as much as the mouth.”
Mr. Tolman went to a door and called his partner, Sharp. By the time they reached the village, they had become
Together they opened the safe and brought in a big envelope very much pleased with each other; and then Minokichi
sealed with wax. They wagged their heads together over its asked O-Yuki to rest a while at his house. After some shy
contents. Then Tolman became spokesman. hesitation, she went there with him; and his mother made
her welcome, and prepared a warm meal for her. O-Yuki
“Mr. Gillian,” he said, “there was another document in
behaved so nicely that Minokichi’s mother immediately
your uncle’s will. It was entrusted to us privately, with
liked her, and persuaded her to delay her journey to Yedo.
instructions that it not be opened until you had furnished
And the natural end of the matter was that Yuki never
us with a full account of your handling of the $1,000. As you
went to Yedo at all. She remained in the house, as an
have fulfilled the conditions, my partner and I have read
“honourable daughter-in-law.”
the document.”
O-Yuki proved a very good daughter-in-law. When
“In the event that your disposition of the $1,000
Minokichi’s mother came to die, some five years later,
demonstrates that you possess any of the qualifications
her last words were words of affection and praise for the
that deserve reward, much benefit will accrue to you. If
wife of her son. And O-Yuki bore Minokichi ten children,
your disposal of the money in question has been prudent,
boys and girls, handsome children all of them, and very
wise or unselfish, it is in our power to hand you $50,000,
fair of skin […]
which has been placed in our hands for that purpose. But if
you have used this money as you have money in the past, One night, after the children had gone to sleep, O-Yuki
the $50,000 is to be paid to Miriam Hayden, ward of the was sewing by the light of a paper lamp, and Minokichi,
late Mr. Gillian, without delay. Now, Mr. Gillian, Mr. Sharp watching her, said:
and I will examine your account in regard to the $1,000.” “To see you sewing there, with the light on your face,
Mr. Tolman reached for the envelope. Gillian was a little makes me think of a strange thing that happened when I
quicker in taking it up. He tore the account and its cover was a lad of eighteen. I then saw somebody as beautiful
and dropped them into his pocket. and white as you are now – indeed, she was very like you.”
“It’s all right,” he said, smilingly. “There isn’t a bit of need
to bother you with this. I lost the thousand dollars on the
horse races. Good-day to you, gentlemen.”
Tolman and Sharp shook their heads mournfully at each
other when Gillian left, for they heard him whistling gayly
in the hallway as he waited for the elevator.

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5.02 The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum
North. When they saw the Witch of the East was dead, the
But the little woman evidently expected her to answer; so Munchkins sent a swift messenger to me, and I came at
Dorothy said, with hesitation, “You are very kind, but there once. I am the Witch of the North.”
must be some mistake. I have not killed anything.”
“Oh, gracious!” cried Dorothy. “Are you a real witch?”
“Your house did, anyway,” replied the little old woman,
“Yes, indeed,” answered the little woman.
with a laugh, “and that is the same thing. See!” she
continued, pointing to the corner of the house. “There are “But I thought all witches were wicked,” said the girl, who
her two feet, still sticking out from under a block of wood.” was half frightened at facing a real witch. “Oh, no, that is
a great mistake. There were only four witches in all the
Dorothy looked and gave a little cry of fright. There,
Land of Oz, and two of them, those who live in the North
indeed, just under the corner of the house, two feet were
and the South, are good witches. I know this is true, for I
sticking out, wearing silver shoes with pointed toes.
am one of them myself, and cannot be mistaken. Those
“Oh, dear! Oh, dear!” cried Dorothy, clasping her hands who lived in the East and the West were, indeed, wicked
together in dismay. “The house must have fallen on her. witches; but now that you have killed one of them, there is
Whatever shall we do?” but one Wicked Witch in all the Land of Oz – the one who
“There is nothing to be done,” said the little woman calmly. lives in the West.”
“But who was she?” asked Dorothy. “But,” said Dorothy, after a moment’s thought, “Aunt Em has
“She was the Wicked Witch of the East, as I said,” answered told me that the witches were all dead – years and years ago.”
the little woman. “She has held all the Munchkins prisoner for “Who is Aunt Em?” inquired the little old woman.
many years, making them slave for her night and day. Now “She is my aunt who lives in Kansas, where I come from.”
they are all set free, and are grateful to you for the favour.”
The Witch of the North seemed to think for some time,
“Who are the Munchkins?” inquired Dorothy. with her head bowed and her eyes upon the ground. Then
“They are the people who live in this land of the East where she looked up and said, “I do not know where Kansas is,
the Wicked Witch ruled.” for I have never heard that country mentioned before. But
“Are you a Munchkin?” asked Dorothy. tell me, is it a civilised country?”

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