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George Gissing
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George Gissing
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Fate and the Apothecary / George Gissing
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'Farmiloe. Chemist by Examination.' So did the good man proclaim himself to a suburb of a city in the West of England. It was ...
The Prize Lodger / George Gissing
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The ordinary West-End Londoner--who is a citizen of no city at all, but dwells amid a mere conglomerate of houses at a certain distanc...
Topham's Chance / George Gissing
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CHAPTER I On a summer afternoon two surly men sat together in a London lodging. One of them occupied an easy-chair, smoked a cigarette...
The Scrupulous Father / George Gissing
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It was market day in the little town; at one o'clock a rustic company besieged the table of the Greyhound, lured by savoury odours...
The Salt of the Earth / George Gissing
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Strong and silent the tide of Thames flowed upward, and over it swept the morning tide of humanity. Through white autumnal mist yellow...
The Riding-Whip / George Gissing
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It was not easy for Mr. Daffy to leave his shop for the whole day, but an urgent affair called him to London, and he breakfasted early...
A Poor Gentleman / George Gissing
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It was in the drawing-room, after dinner. Mrs. Charman, the large and kindly hostess, sank into a chair beside her little friend Mrs. ...
The Pig and Whistle / George Gissing
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'I possess a capital of thirty thousand pounds. One-third of this is invested in railway shares, which bear interest at three and ...
Miss Rodney's Leisure / George Gissing
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A young woman of about eight-and-twenty, in tailor-made costume, with unadorned hat of brown felt, and irreproachable umbrella; a youn...
A Lodger in Maze Pond / George Gissing
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Harvey Munden had settled himself in a corner of the club smoking-room, with a cigar and a review. At eleven o'clock on a Saturday...
Humplebee / George Gissing
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The school was assembled for evening prayers, some threescore boys representing for the most part the well-to-do middle class of a man...
The House of Cobwebs / George Gissing
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It was five o'clock on a June morning. The dirty-buff blind of the lodging-house bedroom shone like cloth of gold as the sun's...
A Daughter of the Lodge / George Gissing
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For a score of years the Rocketts had kept the lodge of Brent Hall. In the beginning Rockett was head gardener; his wife, the daughter...
Christopherson / George Gissing
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It was twenty years ago, and on an evening in May. All day long there had been sunshine. Owing, doubtless, to the incident I am about ...
A Charming Family / George Gissing
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'I must be firm,' said Miss Shepperson to herself, as she poured out her morning tea with tremulous hand. 'I must really b...
A Capitalist / George Gissing
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Among the men whom I saw occasionally at the little club in Mortimer Street,--and nowhere else,--was one who drew my attention before ...
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