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The Underdog

Auhtor: F Hopkinson Smith

Language: english

Genres:

classic
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Review by Daniel G. Lebryk, April 2008


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'The Underdog':

... gazing at us intently. I recognized his kind the moment I looked at him. He was like my Jonathan Gordon, my old fisherman who lived up in the Franconia ...
... with Marny-every month a new batch came to Covington jail. What about that girl, Sergeant-the one with the baby? I demanded, in a tone that made ...
... his head and shoulders only outlined against the dim light of the stars of the flight of the robber, and of his finding the bag a few yards away ...
... the buzzard of an attorney flapped out his denunciations, deepened to an expression of abject fear. In trying to answer the questions hurled at him, ...
... group about his body, not being a sympathetic group, were insisting that the engine could do no wrong that the victim was not a victim at all, but ...
... just where it ought to be thickest.' Well, they didn't say nothin' for a while, 'cept to walk round the stone once or twice and slap it ...
... at the precise moment when I had begun to long for just such a collection of people and now they could take themselves off and out of my perspective, ...
... waiter-in-chief the others bearing the filet, plates, dishes, and glasses were ordinary omnibuses, pressed into service as palanquin-bearers by ...
... bread. Against the window-there was but one-was tacked a ragged calico quilt, shutting out air and light. Flat on the floor, where the light of the ...
... your luncheon, spread your mattress, and watch the clouds sail over your head. Don't be in a hurry. Keep up this idling day in and day out, up and down, ...
... on the shady side of the inn gable, and the dog's owner, who, in a ravishing gown, was taking her coffee under one of the Japanese umbrellas, ...
... slouch hat, why he stayed on with a man like Marvin, so different from himself in every way. I had often wondered why Jim stood it, and wished that ...
... trail led. And arter that I never let her out o' my sight. Marm Marvin was different. She never had no child o' her own, and she warmed up to Ruby ...
... on the well-swept hearths. It has also a gorgeous restaurant, with panelled ceiling, across which skip bunches of butterfly Cupids in shameless costumes, ...
... drawn, and when they were signed the driver brought him in and said: 'He's your property, Judge.' 'Aleck,' father said, 'you've heard?' ...
... Aleck crawled out to see me. I was hidden in a hayrick in the lower pasture. He begged me to let him go with me, but I knew father would want him, and ...
... night that you ever saw. Hardly a soul in the streets. It had set in for a three days' storm, I knew we always had them in Venice during December. ...
... sobriquet he earned as a boy among his fellow wharf-rats, by reason of an extreme lightness of foot attended by an equally noiseless step, particularly ...
... out of his breast-pocket. And I've got a room near where I work. And I tell ye another thing, and his hand sought mine, and a peculiar light came ...
... made an appointment for him to come to Jack's studio that same afternoon, in the hope that he would leave part of his wealth behind him in exchange ...