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Classics 1: Five Book Set - The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, The Picture of Do: Classics 1

Classics 1: Five Book Set - The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, The Picture of Do: Classics 1

Wilde, Oscar
Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft
Stoker, Bram

Paperback

Series: Classics 1, Book 1

Fiction AnthologiesClassic Fiction

ISBN10: 1530213517
ISBN13: 9781530213511
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Feb 26 2016
Pages: 592
Weight: 2.23
Height: 1.20 Width: 7.00 Depth: 10.00
Language: English
The Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Then, pray consult, said Holmes, shutting his eyes once more. The facts are briefly these: Some five years ago, during a lengthy visit to Warsaw, I made the acquaintance of the well-known adventuress, Irene Adler. The name is no doubt familiar to you. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde Harry, don't talk like that. As long as I live, the personality of Dorian Gray will dominate me. You can't feel what I feel. You change too often. Frankenstein, or the Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft (Godwin) Shelley 'The blood flowed freely in my veins, but a weight of despair and remorse pressed on my heart, which nothing could remove. Sleep fled from my eyes; I wandered like an evil spirit, for I had committed deeds of mischief beyond description horrible, and more, much more (I persuaded myself) was yet behind'. A Study In Scarlet by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle And the florid face? I asked. Ah, that was a more daring shot, though I have no doubt that I was right. You must not ask me that at the present state of the affair. Dracula by Bram Stoker You do not want to go to sleep? No; I am afraid. Afraid to go to sleep! Why so? It is the boon we all crave for. Ah, not if you were like me-if sleep was to you a presage of horror! A presage of horror! What on earth do you mean? I don't know; oh, I don't know. And that is what is so terrible. All this weakness comes to me in sleep; until I dread the very thought.

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