Every Soul
Every Soul Hath Its Song
作者：Hurst, Fannie, 1889-1968
体例：题 章数：62
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章节目录
共 62 题- EVERY SOUL HATH ITS SONG
- BY
- FANNIE HURST
- AUTHOR OF
- BOOKS BY FANNIE HURST
- EVERY SOUL HATH ITS SONG
- JUST AROUND THE CORNER
- Every Soul Hath Its Song
- TO
- J.S.D.
- CONTENTS
- SEA GULLIBLES
- ROLLING STOCK
- HOCHENHEIMER OF CINCINNATI
- IN MEMORIAM
- THE NTH COMMANDMENT
- T.B.
- SUMMER RESOURCES
- SOB SISTER
- THE NAME AND THE GAME
- EVERY SOUL HATH ITS SONG
- SEA GULLIBLES
- Mrs. Binswanger held out a remonstrating hand. "Ach, Ray, you mustn't--"
- ROLLING STOCK
- He ran a hand across his silk hair and glanced about. "Everybody gone?"
- He rose. "Madam! Why, madam, what--"
- He held her closer. "Sure, madam, I do."
- He leaned to pat her cheek. "These are swell potatoes, hon."
- Her lips warmed and opened. "I--I told her how to make 'em."
- She in turn leaned to press his hand. "Such a hungry boy."
- She laid down her fork. "I thought you said he was in St. Louis?"
- She stiffened with a new diffidence. "No, no. It's your surprise."
- HOCHENHEIMER OF CINCINNATI
- Renie stood up. "Izzy! I will!"
- Mrs. Shongut's voice outside the door, querulous: "Renie!"
- IN MEMORIAM
- A servant intercepted her half-way. "Madam--"
- THE NTH COMMANDMENT
- Mrs. Violet Smith turned a rose-white face to the flurry. "Snowin'!"
- She shivered in her thin coat. "Gee! ain't it cold!"
- Clang! Clang! Tink! Tink! "Bravo, kiddo! Who-o-o-p!"
- He regarded her through the glaze of tears. "My little kiddo!"
- T.B.
- Her eyes would betray her. "Any old time I could freeze you, Charley."
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- Her pamphlet was tight in her hand. "You ain't mad at me, Charley?"
- He inserted two fingers in her waistband. "Huh!"
- She bit into one gently; then with appetite. "M-m-m! Good!"
- SUMMER RESOURCES
- Miss Sternberger leaned forward in her chair. "Is that Simon Arnheim?"
- Miss Sternberger edged away. "Pleased to have met you, Mr. Epstein."
- SOB SISTER
- The blood ran from her face, blanching it. "You mean, Max--"
- She fell to moaning in her hands. "No, no, Max, I--"
- THE NAME AND THE GAME
- He set up a jingling in his left pocket. "I am, am I?"
- He set up the jangling again. "It's Christmas Eve, Marj."
- Her laugh was more of a cough. "There ain't no such animal."
- Red leaped to her face. "Cut that!"
- THE END
- End of Project Gutenberg's Every Soul Hath Its Song, by Fannie Hurst