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9.559 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_5 | 10018 | This was the phenomenon which afforded the opening of the morning debate of the sages in the wide windows of the "National House." | THIS WAS THE PHENOMENON WHICH AFFORDED THE OPENING OF THE MORNING DEBATE OF THE SAGES IN THE WIDE WINDOWS OF THE NATIONAL HOUSE | 11863 | |
14.04 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_2 | 10018 | Thence, as trains came and went, they commanded the city gates, and, seeking motives and adding to the stock of history, narrowly observed and examined into all who entered or departed. | THENCE AS TRAINS CAME AND WENT THEY COMMANDED THE CITY GATES AND SEEKING MOTIVES AND ADDING TO THE STOCK OF HISTORY NARROWLY OBSERVED AND EXAMINED INTO ALL WHO ENTERED OR DEPARTED | 11863 | |
13.52 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_11 | 10018 | Mail time had come to mean that bright hour when they all got their feet on the brass rod which protected the sills of the two big windows, with the steam radiators sizzling like kettles against the side wall. | MAIL TIME HAD COME TO MEAN THAT BRIGHT HOUR WHEN THEY ALL GOT THEIR FEET ON THE BRASS ROD WHICH PROTECTED THE SILLS OF THE TWO BIG WINDOWS WITH THE STEAM RADIATORS SIZZLING LIKE KETTLES AGAINST THE SIDE WALL | 11863 | |
6.72 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_16 | 10018 | Finally he said, feebly, to save the confession, "Well, go on with your side of it." | FINALLY HE SAID FEEBLY TO SAVE THE CONFESSION WELL GO ON WITH YOUR SIDE OF IT | 11863 | |
16.16 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_0 | 10018 | Desperation is often inspiration; the Colonel brilliantly subscribed for the Standard, forgetting to give his house address, and it took the others just thirteen days to wring his secret from him. Then the Standard served for all. | DESPERATION IS OFTEN INSPIRATION THE COLONEL BRILLIANTLY SUBSCRIBED FOR THE STANDARD FORGETTING TO GIVE HIS HOUSE ADDRESS AND IT TOOK THE OTHERS JUST THIRTEEN DAYS TO WRING HIS SECRET FROM HIM THEN THE STANDARD SERVED FOR ALL | 11863 | |
5.68 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_6 | 10018 | The aged men were enjoying themselves thoroughly, especially those who quarrelled. | THE AGED MEN WERE ENJOYING THEMSELVES THOROUGHLY ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO QUARRELLED | 11863 | |
15.679 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_24 | 10018 | Through custom it was the duty of Squire Buckalew (Justice of the Peace in '59) to be the first to take up Mr. Arp. The others looked to him for it. Therefore, he asked, sharply: "What's the devil got to do with snow?" | THROUGH CUSTOM IT WAS THE DUTY OF SQUIRE BUCKALOO JUSTICE OF THE PEACE AND FIFTY NINE TO BE THE FIRST TO TAKE UP MISTER HARP THE OTHERS LOOKED TO HIM FOR IT THEREFORE HE ASKED SHARPLY WHAT'S THE DEVIL GOT TO DO WITH SNOW | 11863 | |
6.96 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_13 | 10018 | Not so with the others. It was as if a firecracker had been dropped into a sleeping poultry yard. | NOT SO WITH THE OTHERS IT WAS AS IF A FIRECRACKER HAD BEEN DROPPED INTO A SLEEPING POULTRY YARD | 11863 | |
20.799999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_3 | 10018 | Mr. Arp had not begun life so sourly: as a youth he had been proud of his given name, which had come to him through his mother's family, who had made it honorable, but many years of explanations that Eskew did not indicate his initials had lowered his opinion of the intelligence and morality of the race. | ARK HAD NOT BEGUN LIFE SO SOURLY AS A YOUTH HAD BEEN PROUD OF HIS GIVEN NAME WHICH HAD COME TO HIM THROUGH HIS MOTHER'S FAMILY WHO HAD MADE IT HONORABLE BUT MANY YEARS OF EXPLANATION THAT ESCUE DID NOT INDICATE HIS INITIALS HAD LOWERED HIS OPINION OF THE INTELLIGENCE AND MORALITY OF THE RACE | 11863 | |
8.56 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_19 | 10018 | Their irritability held a kind of hotness, and yet the personage exuded frost, not of the weather, all about him. | THEIR IRRITABILITY HELD A KIND OF HOTNESS AND YET THE PERSONAGE EXUDED FROST NOT OF THE WEATHER ALL ABOUT HIM | 11863 | |
20.719999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_1 | 10018 | The malevolence of his voice and manner this morning, therefore, when he shook his finger at the town beyond the windows, and exclaimed, with a bitter laugh, "Look at it!" was no surprise to his companions. "Jest look at it! I tell you the devil is mighty smart. Ha, ha! Mighty smart!" | THE MALEVOLENCE OF HIS VOICE AND MANNER THIS MORNING THEREFORE WHEN HE SHOOK HIS FINGER AT THE TOWN BEYOND THE WINDOWS AND EXCLAIMED WITH A BITTER LAUGH LOOK AT IT WAS NO SURPRISE TO HIS COMPANIONS JUST LOOK AT IT I TELL YE THE DEVIL'S MIGHTY SMART HA HA MIGHTY SMART | 11863 | |
12.559 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_15 | 10018 | The "argument" grew heated; half a dozen tidy quarrels arose; all the sages went at it fiercely, except Roger Tabor, who stole quietly away. | THE ARGUMENT GREW HEATED HALF A DOZEN TINY QUARRELS AROSE ALL THE SAGES WENT AT IT FIERCELY EXCEPT ROGER TABOR WHO STOLE QUIETLY AWAY | 11863 | |
14.919 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_20 | 10018 | "Well, I'd like to " Second thoughts came to him almost immediately, and, as much out of gallantry as through discretion, fearing that he might be taken as thinking of one at home, he relapsed into silence. | WELL I'D LIKE IT SECOND THOUGHTS CAME TO HIM ALMOST IMMEDIATELY AND AS MUCH OUT OF GALLANTRY AS THROUGH DISCRETION FEARING THAT HE MIGHT BE TAKEN AS THINKING OF ONE AT HOME HE RELAPSED INTO SILENCE | 11863 | |
6.08 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_23 | 10018 | "My Lord A'mighty!" he gasped. "What's this? Look there!" | MY LORD ALMIGHTY HE GASPED WHAT'S THIS LOOK THERE | 11863 | |
9.279 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_12 | 10018 | He nodded curtly to the only man of substance among them, Jonas Tabor, and shut the door behind him with majestic insult. | HE NODDED CURTLY TO THE ONLY MAN OF SUBSTANCE AMONG THEM JONAH'S TABOR AND SHUT THE DOOR BEHIND HIM WITH MAJESTIC INSULT | 11863 | |
10.52 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_9 | 10018 | Each of them was mysteriously lowered in his own estimation, and knew that he had been made to seem futile and foolish in the eyes of his fellows. | EACH OF THEM WAS MYSTERIOUSLY LOWERED IN HIS OWN ESTIMATION AND KNEW THAT HE HAD BEEN MADE TO SEEM FUTILE AND FOOLISH IN THE EYES OF HIS FELLOWS | 11863 | |
8.64 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_22 | 10018 | "How was that, Jonas?" quickly inquired Mr. Davey, who, being the eldest of the party, was the most curious. "What happened?" | HOW WAS THAT JONAS QUICKLY INQUIRED MISTER DAVY WHO BEING THE ELDEST OF THE PARTY WAS THE MOST CURIOUS WHAT HAPPENED | 11863 | |
6.96 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_34 | 10018 | How can you tell that I'm not going to answer your question without your asking it, till I've got through? You listen first. | HOW CAN YOU TELL THAT I'M NOT GOING TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION WITHOUT YOUR ASKING IT TILL I'VE GOT THROUGH YOU LISTEN FIRST | 11863 | |
7.599 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_18 | 10018 | "You ever hear that boy Joe talk politics?" asked Uncle Joe Davey, crossing a cough with a chuckle. | YOU EVER HEAR THAT BOY JOE TALK POLITICS ASKED UNCLE JOE DAVY CROSSING A COUGH WITH A CHUCKLE | 11863 | |
7.439 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_14 | 10018 | I done all I could when I handed him over my store, and I never expect to lift a finger for 'em again. | I DONE ALL I COULD WHEN I HANDED HIM OVER MY STORE AND I NEVER EXPECT TO LIFT A FINGER FOR HIM AGAIN | 11863 | |
12.799 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_21 | 10018 | They looked. A truce came involuntarily, and they sat in paralytic silence as the figure made its stately and sensational progress along Main Street. | THEY LOOKED A TRUCE CAME INVOLUNTARILY AND THEY SAT IN PARALYTIC SILENCE AS THE FIGURE MADE ITS STATELY AND SENSATIONAL PROGRESS ALONG MAIN STREET | 11863 | |
12.72 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_30 | 10018 | They were hushed, and after a movement in their chairs, with a strange effect of huddling, sat disconcerted and attentive, like school boys at the entrance of the master. | THEY WERE HUSHED AND AFTER A MOVEMENT IN THEIR CHAIRS WITH A STRANGE EFFECT OF HUDDLING SAT DISCONCERTED AND ATTENTIVE LIKE SCHOOLBOYS AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE MASTER | 11863 | |
17.4 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_7 | 10018 | His ulster, sporting a big cape at the shoulders, and a tasselled hood over the cape, was of a rough Scotch cloth, patterned in faint, gray and white squares the size of baggage checks, and it was so long that the skirts trailed in the snow. | HIS ULSTER SPORTING A BIG CAPE AT THE SHOULDERS AND A TASSELED HOOD OVER THE CAPE WAS OF A ROUGH SCOTCH CLOTH PATTERNED IN FAINT GREY AND WHITE SQUARES THE SIZE OF BAGGAGE CHECKS AND IT WAS SO LONG THAT THE SKIRTS TRAILED IN THE SNOW | 11863 | |
20.599001 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_25 | 10018 | Of course a man with all his cares and interests must git absent minded now and then." "Of course he does," said the colonel. "A man with all his responsibilities " "Yes, that's so," came a chorus of the brethren, finding comfort and reassurance as their voices and spirits began to recover from the blight. | OF COURSE A MAN WITH ALL HIS CARES AND INTERESTS MUST GET ABSENT MINDED NOW AND THEN OF COURSE HE DOES SAID THE COLONEL A MAN WITH ALL HIS RESPONSIBILITIES YES THAT'S SO CAME A CHORUS OF THE BRETHREN FINDING COMFORT AND REASSURANCE AS THEIR VOICES AND SPIRITS BEGAN TO RECOVER FROM THE BLIGHT | 11863 | |
10.92 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_26 | 10018 | "He said if I didn't pay for a broken spoke on his wheel he'd have to sue me!" No one inquired if Jonas had paid, and Jonas said no more. | HE SAID IF I DIDN'T PAY FOR A BROKEN SPOKE ON HIS WHEEL YOU'D HAVE TO SUE ME NO ONE INQUIRED IF JONAS HAD PAID AND JONAS SAID NO MORE | 11863 | |
13 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_8 | 10018 | Ariel Tabor's my grandniece, but she didn't act like it, and you can say anything you like about her, for what I care. The last time I spoke to her was a year and a half ago, and I don't reckon I'll ever trouble to again." | ARIEL TABOR'S MY GRAND NIECE BUT SHE DIDN'T ACT LIKE IT AND YOU CAN SAY ANYTHING YOU LIKE ABOUT HER BUT WHAT I CARE THE LAST TIME I SPOKE TO HER WAS A YEAR AND A HALF AGO AND I DON'T RECKON I'LL EVER TROUBLE TO AGAIN | 11863 | |
29.239 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_28 | 10018 | At the top of his voice, necessarily, he agreed with Roger that faces changed, not only from day to day, and not only because of light and air and such things, but from hour to hour, and from minute to minute, through the hideous stimulus of hypocrisy. The "argument" grew heated; half a dozen tidy quarrels arose; all the sages went at it fiercely, except Roger Tabor, who stole quietly away. | AT THE TOP OF HIS VOICE NECESSARILY HE AGREED WITH ROGER THAT FACES CHANGED NOT ONLY FROM DAY TO DAY AND NOT ONLY BECAUSE OF LIGHT AND AIR AND SUCH THINGS BUT FROM HOUR TO HOUR AND FROM MINUTE TO MINUTE THROUGH THE HIDEOUS STIMULUS OF HYPOCRISY THE ARGUMENT GREW HEATED HALF A DOZEN TINY QUARRELS AROSE ALL THE SAGES WENT AT IT FIERCELY EXCEPT ROGER TABOR WHO STOLE QUIETLY AWAY | 11863 | |
12.479 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_10 | 10018 | "What proof can you bring me," began Mr. Arp, deliberately, "that we folks, modernly, ain't more degenerate than the ancient Romans?" | WHAT PROOF CAN YOU BRING ME BEGAN MISTER HARP DELIBERATELY THAT WE FOLKS MODERNLY AIN'T MORE DEGENERATE THAN THE ANCIENT ROMANS | 11863 | |
15.919 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_27 | 10018 | "She was out in the street, up on that high bicycle of Joe Louden's. He was teachin' her to ride, and she was sittin' on it like a man does. I stopped and told her she wasn't respectable. Sixteen years old, goin' on seventeen!" "What did she say?" | SHE WAS OUT IN THE STREET UPON THAT HIGH BICYCLE OF JOE LOVE HE WAS TEACHING HER TO RIDE SHE WAS SITTING ON LIKE A MAN DOES I STOPPED AND TOLD HER SHE WASN'T RESPECTABLE SIXTEEN YEARS OLD GOING ON SEVENTEEN WHAT DID SHE SAY | 11863 | |
15.799 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_4 | 10018 | The recollection of his wrongs, together with the illustrative violence offered to Mr. Davey, had been too much for him. He sank back, panting, in his chair, his hands fluttering nervously over his heart, and closed his eyes. | THE RECOLLECTION OF HIS WRONGS TOGETHER WITH THE ILLUSTRATIVE VIOLENCE OFFERED TO MISTER DAVY HAD BEEN TOO MUCH FOR HIM HE SANK BACK PANTING IN HIS CHAIR HIS HANDS FLUTTERING NERVOUSLY OVER HIS HEART AND CLOSED HIS EYES | 11863 | |
16.159 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_29 | 10018 | "And smashed a straw hat I hadn't had three months! All to pieces! So it couldn't be fixed!" "And what then?" pursued Bradbury. "SHE ran," replied Jonas, bitterly "ran! | AND SMASHED A STRAW HAT I HADN'T HAD THREE MONTHS ALL TO PIECES SO IT COULDN'T BE FIXED AND WHAT THEN PURSUED BREADBERRY SHE RAN REPLIED JONAS BITTERLY RAN | 11863 | |
12.8 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_31 | 10018 | With everything in sight he deigned to be amused, especially with the old faces in the "National House" windows. To these he waved his stick with airy graciousness. | WITH EVERYTHING IN SIGHT HE DEIGNED TO BE AMUSED ESPECIALLY WITH THE OLD FACES IN THE NATIONAL HOUSE WINDOWS TO THESE HE WAVED HIS STICK WITH AIRY GRACIOUSNESS | 11863 | |
31.118999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_17 | 10018 | There was no response of any kind; the undershot jaw became more intolerant. The personage made his opinion of the group disconcertingly plain, and the old boys understood that he knew them for a worthless lot of senile loafers, as great a nuisance in his building as was the snow without; and much too evident was his unspoken threat to see that the manager cleared them out of there before long. | THERE WAS NO RESPONSE OF ANY KIND YONDER SHOT JAW BECAME MORE INTOLERANT THE PERSONAGE MADE HIS OPINION OF THE GROUP DISCONCERTINGLY PLAIN AND THE OLD BOYS UNDERSTOOD THAT HE KNEW THEM FOR A WORTHLESS LOT OF SENILE LOAFERS AS GREAT A NUISANCE IN HIS BUILDING AS WAS THE SNOW WITHOUT AND MUCH TOO EVIDENT WAS HIS UNSPOKEN THREAT TO SEE THAT THE MANAGER CLEARED THEM OUT OF THERE BEFORE LONG | 11863 | |
7.479 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_41 | 10018 | Tell him from me that unless he keeps the sidewalks in front of this hotel clear of snow I will cancel his lease. | TELL HIM FROM ME THAT UNLESS HE KEEPS THE SIDEWALKS IN FRONT OF THIS HOTEL CLEAR OF SNOW I WILL CANCEL HIS LEASE | 11863 | |
16.239 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_37 | 10018 | "As I said, argumentation is that is, I say " He stopped again, utterly at sea, having talked himself so far out of his course that he was unable to recall either his sailing port or his destination. | AS I SAID ARGUMENTATION IS THAT IS I SAY HE STOPPED AGAIN UTTERLY AT SEA HAVING TALKED HIMSELF SO FAR OUT OF HIS COURSE THAT HE WAS UNABLE TO RECALL EITHER HIS SAILING PORT OR HIS DESTINATION | 11863 | |
15.959 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_33 | 10018 | A decrepit hack or two, a couple of old fashioned surreys, and a few "cut unders" drove by, bearing the newly arrived and their valises, the hotel omnibus depositing several commercial travellers at the door. | A DECREPIT HACK OR TWO A COUPLE OF OLD FASHIONED SURREYS AND A FEW CUT UNDERS DROVE BY BEARING THE NEWLY ARRIVED AND THEIR VALISES THE HOTEL OMNIBUS DEPOSITING SEVERAL COMMERCIAL TRAVELERS AT THE DOOR | 11863 | |
13.76 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_36 | 10018 | "You ever hear that boy Joe talk politics?" asked Uncle Joe Davey, crossing a cough with a chuckle. "His head's so full of schemes fer running this town, and state, too, it's a wonder it don't bust. | YOU EVER HEAR THAT BOY JOE TALK POLITICS ASKED UNCLE JOE DAVY CROSSING A COUGH WITH A CHUCKLE HIS HEAD'S SO FULL OF SCHEMES FOR RUNNING THIS TOWN AND STATE TOO IT'S A WONDER IT DON'T BUST | 11863 | |
6.559 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_45 | 10018 | (It was to Roger's son that Jonas had so magnificently sold the hardware business.) | IT WAS TO ROGER'S SON THAT JONAS HAD SO MAGNIFICENTLY SOLD THE HARDWARE BUSINESS | 11863 | |
13.719 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_40 | 10018 | The personage had a big, fat, pink face and a heavily undershot jaw, what whitish beard he wore following his double chin somewhat after the manner displayed in the portraits of Henry the Eighth. | THE PERSONAGE HAD A BIG FAT PINK FACE AND A HEAVILY UNDERSHOT JAW WHAT WHITISH BEARD HE WORE FOLLOWING HIS DOUBLE CHIN SOMEWHAT AFTER THE MANNER DISPLAYED IN THE PORTRAITS OF HENRY THE EIGHTH | 11863 | |
14.079 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_43 | 10018 | Argumentation is only the comparison of two sides of a question, and you have to see what the first side IS before you can compare it with the other one, don't you? Are you all agreed to that?" | ARGUMENTATION IS ONLY THE COMPARISON OF TWO SIDES OF A QUESTION AND YOU HAVE TO SEE WHAT THE FIRST SIDE IS BEFORE YOU CAN COMPARE IT WITH THE OTHER ONE DON'T YOU ARE YOU ALL AGREED TO THAT | 11863 | |
16.040001 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_35 | 10018 | Upon his feet glistened long shoes, shaped, save for the heels, like sharp racing shells; these were partially protected by tan colored low gaiters with flat, shiny, brown buttons. | UPON HIS FEET GLISTENED LONG SHOES SHAPED SAVE FOR THE HEELS LIKE SHARP RACING SHELLS THESE WERE PARTIALLY PROTECTED BY TAN COLORED LOW GAITERS WITH FLAT SHINY BROWN BUTTONS | 11863 | |
7.08 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_39 | 10018 | "Laughed," said Jonas, his voice becoming louder as the recital of his wrongs renewed their sting in his soul. | LAUGHED SAID JONAS HIS VOICE BECOMING LOUDER AS THE RECITAL OF HIS WRONGS RENEWED THEIR STING IN HIS SOUL | 11863 | |
17.84 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_32 | 10018 | I set Roger's son up in business, and all the return he ever made me was to go into bankruptcy and take to drink, till he died a sot, like his wife did of shame. I done all I could when I handed him over my store, and I never expect to lift a finger for 'em again. | I SAID ROGER SHUN UP IN BUSINESS AND ALL THE RETURN HE EVER MADE ME WAS TO GO INTO BANKRUPTCY AND TAKE TO DRINK TILL HE DIED OF SOT LIKE HIS WIFE DID OF SHAME I DONE ALL I COULD WHEN I HANDED HIM OVER MY STORE AND I NEVER EXPECT TO LIFT A FINGER FOR HIM AGAIN | 11863 | |
16.719 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_38 | 10018 | The youth's glance at the court house unmistakably said: "Ah, I recall that odd little box. I thought it quite large in the days before I became what I am now, and I dare say the good townsfolk still think it an imposing structure!" | THE YOUTH'S GLANCE AT THE COURT HOUSE UNMISTAKABLY SAID AH I RECALL THAT ODD LITTLE BOX I THOUGHT IT QUITE LARGE IN THE DAYS BEFORE I BECAME WHAT I AM NOW AND I DARE SAY THE GOOD TOWNSFOLK STILL THINK IT AN IMPOSING STRUCTURE | 11863 | |
16.518999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_49 | 10018 | You listen to me, and when I'm ready I'll listen to " "See here," began the Colonel, making himself heard over three others, "I want to ask you " "No, sir!" Mr. Arp pounded the floor irascibly with his hickory stick. "Don't you ask me anything! | YOU LISTEN TO ME AND WHEN I'M READY I'LL LISTEN TO SEE HERE BEGAN THE COLONEL MAKING HIMSELF HEARD OVER THREE OTHERS I WANT TO ASK YOU NO SIR MISTER HART POUNDED THE FLOOR IRASSIVELY WITH HIS HICKORY STICK DON'T YOU ASK ME ANYTHING | 11863 | |
3.04 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_61 | 10018 | We won't interrupt until you're through." | WE WON'T INTERRUPT UNTIL YOU'RE THROUGH | 11863 | |
14.88 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_47 | 10018 | Roger was known in Canaan as "the artist"; there had never been another of his profession in the place, and the town knew not the word "painter," except in application to the useful artisan who is subject to lead poisoning. | ROGER WAS KNOWN IN CANAAN AS THE ARTIST THERE HAD NEVER BEEN ANOTHER OF HIS PROFESSION IN THE PLACE AND THE TOWN KNEW NOT THE WORD PAINTER EXCEPT IN APPLICATION TO THE USEFUL ARTISAN WHO IS SUBJECT TO LEAD POISONING | 11863 | |
12.64 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_50 | 10018 | His long and slender face he wore smiling, beneath an accurately cut plaster of dark hair cornicing his forehead, a fashion followed by many youths of that year. | HIS LONG AND SLENDER FACE HE WORE SMILING BENEATH AN ACCURATELY CUT PLASTER OF DARK HAIR CORNICING HIS FOREHEAD A FASHION FOLLOWED BY MANY YOUTHS OF THAT YEAR | 11863 | |
13.479 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_56 | 10018 | He was not a constant attendant of the conclave, and when he came it was usually to listen; indeed, he spoke so seldom that at the sound of his voice they all turned to him with some surprise. | HE WAS NOT A CONSTANT ATTENDANT OF THE CONCLAVE AND WHEN HE CAME IT WAS USUALLY TO LISTEN INDEED HE SPOKE SO SELDOM THAT AT THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE THEY ALL TURNED TO HIM WITH SOME SURPRISE | 11863 | |
16.879999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_54 | 10018 | The wind passed quickly and on high; the shouting of the school children had ceased at nine o'clock with pitiful suddenness; no sleigh bells laughed out on the air; and the muffling of the thoroughfares wrought an unaccustomed peace like that of Sunday. | THE WIND PASSED QUICKLY AND ON HIGH THE SHOUTING OF THE SCHOOL CHILDREN HAD CEASED AT NINE O'CLOCK WITH PITIFUL SUDDENNESS NO SLEIGH BELLS LAUGHED OUT ON THE AIR AND THE MUFFLING OF THE THOROUGHFARES WROUGHT AN UNACCUSTOMED PEACE LIKE THAT OF SUNDAY | 11863 | |
17.4 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_42 | 10018 | In one hand the youth swung a bone handled walking stick, perhaps an inch and a half in diameter, the other carried a yellow leather banjo case, upon the outer side of which glittered the embossed silver initials, "E. | IN ONE HAND THE YOUTH SWUNG A BONE HANDLED WALKING STICK PERHAPS AN INCH AND A HALF IN DIAMETER THE OTHER HE CARRIED A YELLOW LEATHER BANJO CASE UPON THE OUTER SIDE OF WHICH GLITTERED THE EMBOSSED SILVER INITIALS E | 11863 | |
19.08 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_53 | 10018 | In this connection it may be written that a subscription clerk in the office of the Chicago Daily Standard, having noted a single subscriber from Canaan, was, a fortnight later, pleased to receive, by one mail, nine subscriptions from that promising town. | IN THIS CONNECTION IT MAY BE WRITTEN THAT A SUBSCRIPTION CLERK IN THE OFFICE OF THE CHICAGO BILLY STANDARD HAVING NOTED A SINGLE SUBSCRIBER FROM CANAAN WAS A FOURTH NIGHT LATER PLEASED TO RECEIVE BY ONE MAIL NINE SUBSCRIPTIONS FROM THAT PROMISING TOWN | 11863 | |
16.24 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_60 | 10018 | If one brought nine others in a fortnight, thought he, what would nine bring in a month? Amazingly, they brought nothing, and the rest was silence. Here was a matter of intricate diplomacy never to come within that youth his ken. | IF ONE BROUGHT NINE OTHERS IN A FORTNIGHT THOUGHT HE WHAT WOULD NINE BRING IN A MONTH AMAZINGLY THEY BROUGHT NOTHING AND THE REST WAS SILENCE HERE WAS A MATTER OF INTRICATE DIPLOMACY NEVER TO COME WITHIN THAT YOUTH HIS KIN | 11863 | |
14.96 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_44 | 10018 | "His head's so full of schemes fer running this town, and state, too, it's a wonder it don't bust. Henry Louden told me he's see Joe set around and study by the hour how to save three million dollars for the state in two years." | HIS HEAD'S SO FULL OF SCHEMES FOR RUNNING THIS TOWN AND STATE TOO IT'S A WONDER IT DON'T BUST HENRY LOUDIN TOLD ME HE SEE JOE SET AROUND AND STUDY BY THE HOUR HOW TO SAVE THREE MILLION DOLLARS FOR THE STATE IN TWO YEARS | 11863 | |
8.079 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_52 | 10018 | It was that of a tall gentleman, cheerfully, though somewhat with ennui, enduring his nineteenth winter. | IT WAS THAT OF A TALL GENTLEMAN CHEERFULLY THOUGH SOMEWHAT WITH ENWAY ENDURING HIS NINETEENTH WINTER | 11863 | |
17.799999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_48 | 10018 | His eyes, very bright under puffed upper lids, were intolerant and insultingly penetrating despite their small size. Their irritability held a kind of hotness, and yet the personage exuded frost, not of the weather, all about him. | HIS EYES VERY BRIGHT UNDER PUFFED UPPER LIDS WERE INTOLERANT AND INSULTINGLY PENETRATING DESPITE THEIR SMALL SIZE THEIR IRRITABILITY HELD A KIND OF HOTNESS AND YET THE PERSONAGE EXUDED FROST NOT OF THE WEATHER ALL ABOUT HIM | 11863 | |
17.84 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_51 | 10018 | "I'll bet there ain't any less than four thousand niggers in Canaan to day!" Mr. Arp hammered the floor with his stick. "Every last one of 'em criminals, and more comin' on every train." "No such a thing," said Squire Buckalew, living up to his bounden duty. | I'LL BET THERE AIN'T ANY LESS THAN FOUR THOUSAND NIGGERS IN CANAIN TO DAY MISTER ARK HAMMERED THE FLOOR WITH HIS STICK EVERY LAST ONE OF EM CRIMINALS AND MORE COMIN ON EVERY TRAIN NO SUCH A THING SAID SQUIRE BUCKALOO LIVING UP TO HIS BOUNDEN DUTY | 11863 | |
8.04 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_63 | 10018 | pursued the personage, with a gesture of unspeakable solemn menace. "Yes, sir. I think so. Yes, sir." | PURSUED THE PERSONAGE WITH A GESTURE OF UNSPEAKABLE SOLEMN MENACE YES SIR I THINK SO YES SIR | 11863 | |
15.52 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_57 | 10018 | The personage turned himself about and began a grim progress towards the door by which he had entered, his eyes fixing themselves angrily upon the conclave at the windows. Colonel Flitcroft essayed a smile, a faltering one. | THE PERSONAGE TURNED HIMSELF ABOUT AND BEGAN A GRIM PROGRESS TOWARDS THE DOOR BY WHICH HE HAD ENTERED HIS EYES FIXING THEMSELVES ANGRILY UPON THE CONCLAVE AT THE WINDOWS COLONEL FLITCLOUGH ESSAYED A SMILE A FALTERING ONE | 11863 | |
12.479 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_58 | 10018 | Naturally, Jonas Tabor was the first to speak. "Judge Pike's lookin' mighty well," he said, admiringly. "Yes, he is," ventured Squire Buckalew, with deference; "mighty well." | NATURALLY JONAS TABOR WAS THE FIRST TO SPEAK JUDD PIKE'S LOOKING MIGHTY WELL HE SAID ADMIRINGLY YES HE IS VENTURED SQUIRE BUCKALOO WITH DEFERENCE MIGHTY WELL | 11863 | |
16.92 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_55 | 10018 | "I expect he has considerable on his mind," said the Colonel, who had grown very red. "I noticed that he hardly seemed to see us." "Yes, sir," Mr. Bradbury corroborated, with an attempt at an amused laugh. "I noticed it, too. | I EXPECT HE HAS CONSIDERABLE ON HIS MIND SAID THE COLONEL WHO HAD GROWN VERY RE I NOTICED THAT HE HARDLY SEEMED TO SEE US YES SIR MISTER BRADBERRY CORROBORATED WITH AN ATTEMPT AT AN AMUSED LAUGH I NOTICED IT TOO | 11863 | |
16.438999 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_46 | 10018 | And Joe Louden Joe Louden " He paused and gulped. "What did he do?" Peter leaned forward in his chair eagerly. The narrator of the outrage gulped again, and opened and shut his mouth before responding. | AND JOE LOWDON JOE LOUDIN PAUSED AND GULPED WHAT DID HE DO PETER LEANED FORWARD IN HIS CHAIR EAGER THE NARRATOR AT THE OUTRAGE GULPED AGAIN AND OPENED AND SHUT HIS MOUTH BEFORE RESPONDING | 11863 | |
7.119 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_68 | 10018 | Isn't it the same with people with the characters of all of us, just as it is with our faces? | ISN'T IT THE SAME WITH PEOPLE WITH THE CHARACTERS OF ALL OF US JUST AS IT IS WITH OUR FACES | 11863 | |
11.919 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_67 | 10018 | "Very well," resumed Mr. Arp, with a fleeting expression of satisfaction, "as I said before, I wish to as I said " He paused, in some confusion. | VERY WELL RESUMED MISTER ARK WITH A FLEETING EXPRESSION OF SATISFACTION AS I SAID BEFORE I WISH TO AS I SAID HE PAUSED IN SOME CONFUSION | 11863 | |
20.639 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_66 | 10018 | The difference is in favor of Canaan; the "National House" was the club, but the perusal of traveller or passer by was here only the spume blown before a stately ship of thought; and you might hear the sages comparing the Koran with the speeches of Robert J. Ingersoll. | THE DIFFERENCE IS IN FAVOUR OF CANAAN THE NATIONAL HOUSE WAS THE CLUB BUT THE PERUSAL OF TRAVELLER OR PASSER BY WAS HERE ONLY THE SPOON BLOWN BEFORE A STATELY SHIP OF THOUGHTT AND YOU MIGHT HEAR THE SAGES COMPARING THE KORAN WITH THE SPEECHES OF ROBERT J INGERSOLL | 11863 | |
14.2 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_59 | 10018 | The lofty vision lurched out of view. "I reckon," said the Colonel, leaning forward to see the last of it "I reckon Henry Louden's about the saddest case of abused step father I ever saw." | THE LOFTY VISION LURCHED OUT OF VIEW I RECKON SAID THE COLONEL LEANING FORWARD TO SEE THE LAST OF IT I RECKON HENRY LOUDIN'S ABOUT THE SADDEST CASE OF ABUSED STEP FATHER I EVER SAW | 11863 | |
12.239 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_62 | 10018 | Didn't she always rule the roost? Yes, she did. She made a god of 'Gene from the day he was born. Bantry's house was run for him, like Louden's is now." | DIDN'T SHE ALWAYS RULE THE ROOST YES SHE DID SHE MADE A GOD OF JEAN FROM THE DAY HE WAS BORN BANTER'S HOUSE WAS RUN FOR HIM LIKE LOUDIN'S IS NOW | 11863 | |
17.68 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_64 | 10018 | "There's a party at the Judge's to night," said Mr. Bradbury "kind of a ball Mamie Pike's givin' for the young folks. Quite a doin's, I hear." "That's another thing that's ruining Canaan," Mr. Arp declared, morosely. "These entertainments they have nowadays. | THERE'S A PARTY AT THE JUDGE'S TO NIGHT SAID MISTER BRADBURY KIND OF A BALL MAMMY PIKE'S GIVING FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS QUITE A DOIN'S I HEAR THAT'S ANOTHER THING THAT'S RUINING CANAAN MISTER ARBE DECLARED MOROSELY THESE ENTERTAINMENTS THEY HAVE NOWADAYS | 11863 | |
13.439 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_65 | 10018 | "And look," exclaimed Mr. Arp, with satisfaction, "at the way he's turned out!" "He ain't turned out at all yet; he's too young," said Buckalew. "Besides, clothes don't make the man." | AND LOOK EXCLAIMED MISTER ARK WITH SATISFACTION AT THE WAY HE'S TURNED OUT HE AIN'T TURNED OUT AT ALL YET HE'S TOO YOUNG SAID BUCKALOO BESIDES CLOTHES DON'T MAKE THE MAN | 11863 | |
13.68 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_74 | 10018 | "Haven't I got ANY right to present my side of the case? Ain't we restrained enough to allow of free speech here? How can we ever git anywhere in an argument like this, unless we let one man talk at a time? | HAVEN'T I GOT ANY RIGHT TO PRESENT MY SIDE OF THE CASE AIN'T WE RESTRAINED ENOUGH TO ALLOW A FREE SPEECH HERE HOW CAN WE EVER GET ANYWHERE IN AN ARGUMENT LIKE THIS UNLESS WE LET ONE MAN TALK AT A TIME | 11863 | |
6.959 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_76 | 10018 | "He's a great man," wheezed Uncle Joe Davey; "a great man, Judge Martin Pike; a great man!" | HE'S A GREAT MAN WHEEZED UNCLE JOE DAVY A GREAT MAN JUDGE MARTIN PIKE A GREAT MAN | 11863 | |
13 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_73 | 10018 | "You did," replied the Squire, with perfect assurance and sincerity. The others supported him in the heartiest spirit of on with the dance, and war and joy were unconfined. | YOU DID REPLIED THE SQUIRE WITH PERFECT ASSURANCE AND SINCERITY THE OTHER SUPPORTED HIM THE HEARTIEST SPIRIT OF ON WITH THE DANCE AND WAR AND JOY WERE UNCONFINED | 11863 | |
14.959 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_79 | 10018 | "All over it, sir!" cried the cynic. "All over it! Old Satan loves tricks like this. Here's a town that's jest one squirmin' mass of lies and envy and vice and wickedness and corruption " "Hold on!" | ALL OVER IT SIR CRIED THE SENATE ALL OVER IT OLD SATAN LOVES TRICKS LIKE THIS HERE'S A TOWN THAT'S JUST ONE SQUIRMING MASS OF LIES AND ENVY AND VICE AND WICKEDNESS AND CORRUPTION HOLD ON | 11863 | |
8.719 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_78 | 10018 | You could not imagine man or angel daring to greet this being genially sooner throw a kiss to Mount Pilatus! | YOU COULD NOT IMAGINE MAN OR ANGEL DARING TO GREET THIS BEING GENIALLY SOONER THROW A KISS TO MOUNT PALAS | 11863 | |
14.039 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_82 | 10018 | The ugly town is like an endless gallery which you can walk through, from year end to year end, never seeing the same canvas twice, no matter how much you may want to and there's the pathos of it. | THE UGLY TOWN IS LIKE AN ENDLESS GALLERY WHICH YOU CAN WALK THROUGH FROM YEAR END TO YEAR END NEVER SEEING THE SAME CANVAS TWICE NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU MAY WANT TO AND THERE'S THE PATHOS OF IT | 11863 | |
2.88 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_81 | 10018 | "On purpose!" repeated Jonas. | ON PURPOSE REPEATED JONAS | 11863 | |
2.719 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_85 | 10018 | Look there!" They looked. | LOOK THERE THEY LOOKED | 11863 | |
11.2 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_71 | 10018 | You all tried to, but I didn't hear anything I could consider anyways near even a fair argument." "Who tried to?" asked Buckalew, sharply, sitting up straight. "What question?" | YOU ALL TRIED TO BUT I DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING I COULD CONSIDER ANY WAYS NEAR EVEN A FAIR ARGUMENT WHO TRIED TO ASKED BUCKALOO SHARPLY SITTING UP STRAIGHT WHAT QUESTION | 11863 | |
29 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_70 | 10018 | He was Canaan's millionaire. He was one of those dynamic creatures who leave the haunting impression of their wills behind them, like the tails of Bo Peep's sheep, like the evil dead men have done; he left his intolerant image in the ether for a long time after he had gone, to confront and confound the aged men and hold them in deferential and humiliated silence. | HE WAS CANAAN'S MILLIONAIRE HE WAS ONE OF THOSE DYNAMIC CREATURES WHO LEAVE THE HAUNTING IMPRESSION OF THEIR WILLS BEHIND THEM LIKE THE TALES OF BO PEEP'S SHEEP LIKE THE EVIL DEAD MEN HAVE DONE HE LEFT HIS INTOLERANT IMAGE IN THE ETHER FOR A LONG TIME AFTER HE HAD GONE TO CONFRONT AND CONFOUND THE AGED MEN AND HOLD THEM IN DEFERENTIAL AND HUMILIATED SILENCE | 11863 | |
16.319 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_77 | 10018 | "Yes, he is," ventured Squire Buckalew, with deference; "mighty well." "Yes, sir," echoed Peter Bradbury; "mighty well." "He's a great man," wheezed Uncle Joe Davey; "a great man, Judge Martin Pike; a great man!" | YES HE IS VENTURED SQUIRE BUCKALOO WITH DEFERENCE MIGHTY WELL YES SIR ECHOED PETER BRIGHTBERRY MIGHTY WELL HE'S A GREAT MAN WHEEZED UNCLE JOE DAVY A GREAT MAN JUDGE MARTIN PIKE A GREAT MAN | 11863 | |
11.719 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_72 | 10018 | "I'd like mighty well to know," he said, shifting round in his chair, "if there's anybody here that's been able to answer the question I PUT, yesterday, just before we went home. | I'D LIKE MIGHTY WELL TO KNOW HE SAID SHIFTING AROUND IN HIS CHAIR IF THERE'S ANYBODY HERE THAT'S BEEN ABLE TO ANSWER THE QUESTION I PUT YESTERDAY JUST BEFORE WE WENT HOME | 11863 | |
9.679 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_90 | 10018 | How " "Go on with your statement," said Uncle Joe Davey, impatiently. Mr. Arp's grievance was increased. "Now listen to YOU! | HOW GO ON WITH YOUR STATEMENT SAID UNCLE JOE DAVY IMPATIENTLY MISTER ARK'S GRIEVANCE WAS INCREASED NOW LISTEN TO YOU | 11863 | |
8.32 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_91 | 10018 | Are you all agreed to that?" "Yes, yes," said the Colonel. "Go ahead. We won't interrupt until you're through." | ARE YOU ALL AGREED TO THAT YES YES SAID THE COLONEL WELL WE WON'T INTERRUPT UNTIL YOU'RE THROUGH | 11863 | |
18.479 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_84 | 10018 | There was no indication of his profession in the attire of Mr. Tabor, unless the too apparent age of his black felt hat and a neat patch at the elbow of his shiny, old brown overcoat might have been taken as symbols of the sacrifice to his muse which his life had been. | THERE WAS NO INDICATION OF HIS PROFESSION IN THE ATTIRE OF MISTER TABOR UNLESS THE TOO APPARENT AGE OF HIS BLACK FELT HAT AND THE NEAT PATCH AT THE ELBOW OF HIS SHINY OLD BROWN OVERCOAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN TAKEN AS SYMBOLS OF THE SACRIFICE TO HIS MUSE WHICH HIS LIFE HAD BEEN | 11863 | |
13.28 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_75 | 10018 | "And the best he can do for himself," added Eskew, "is deliverin' the Daily Tocsin on a second hand Star bicycle and gamblin' with niggers and riff raff! None of the nice young folks invite him to their doin's any more." | AND THE BEST HE CAN DO FOR HIMSELF ADDED HIS CHEW IS DELIVERING THE DAILY TOCSIN ON A SECOND HAND STAR BICYCLE AND GAMBLING THE NIGGERS AND RIFF RAFF NONE O THE NICE YOUNG FOLKS INVITE HIM TO THEIR DOINS ANY MORE | 11863 | |
15.199 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_87 | 10018 | Naturally, the frail bark of the topic which had been launched was whirled about by too many side currents to remain long in sight, and soon became derelict, while the intellectual dolphins dove and tumbled in the depths. | NATURALLY THE FRAIL BARK OF THE TOPIC WHICH HAD BEEN LAUNCHED WAS WHIRLED ABOUT BY TOO MANY SIDE CURRENTS TO REMAIN LONG IN SIGHT AND SOON BECAME DERELIC WHILE THE INTELLECTUAL DOLPHINS DOVE AND TUMBLED IN THE DEPTHS | 11863 | |
30.440001 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_69 | 10018 | Men shovelling snow from the pavements stopped suddenly in their labors; two women, talking busily on a doorstep, were stilled and remained in frozen attitudes as it passed; a grocer's clerk, crossing the pavement, carrying a heavily laden basket to his delivery wagon, halted half way as the figure came near, and then, making a pivot of his heels as it went by, behaved towards it as does the magnetic needle to the pole. | MEN SHOVELING SNOW FROM THE PAVEMENTS STOPPED SUDDENLY IN THEIR LABOURS TWO WOMEN TALKING BUSILY ON A DOORSTEP WERE STILLED AND REMAINED IN FROZEN ATTITUDES AS IT PASSED A GROCER'S CLERK CROSSING THE PAVEMENT CARRYING A HEAVILY LADEN BASKET TO HIS DELIVERY WAGON HALTED HALF WAY AS THE FIGURE CAME NEAR AND THEN MAKING A PIVOT OF HIS HEELS AS HE WENT BY BEHAVED TOWARDS IT AS DOES THE MAGNETIC NEEDLE TO THE POLE | 11863 | |
17.759001 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_92 | 10018 | And it was Mr. Eskew Arp, only seventy five, but already a thoroughly capable cynic, who, almost invariably "opened the argument," and it was he who discovered the sinister intention behind the weather of this particular morning. | AND IT WAS MISTER ASKUE ART ONLY SEVENTY FIVE WHO ALREADY A THOROUGHLY CAPABLE CYNIC WHO ALMOST INVARIABLY OPENED THE ARGUMENT AND IT WAS HE WHO DISCOVERED THIS SINGULAR INTERVENTION BEHIND THE WEATHER OF THIS PARTICULAR MORNING | 11863 | |
12.599 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_93 | 10018 | Spend all the money out of town band from Indianapolis, chicken salad and darkey waiters from Chicago! And what I want to know is, What's this town goin' to do about the nigger question?" | SPEND ALL THE MONEY OUT OF TOWN AND FROM INDIANAPLERS CHICKEN SALARS AND DARKY WAITERS FROM CHICAGO AND WHAT I WANT TO KNOW IS WHAT'S THIS TOWN GOING TO DO ABOUT THE NIGGER QUESTION | 11863 | |
9.119 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_88 | 10018 | Him with a son of his own, too!" "Yes," assented the Colonel, "marryin' a widow with a son of her own, and that widow Fanny!" | HIM WITH A SON OF HIS OWN TOO YES ASSENTED THE COLONEL MARRYING A WIDOW WITH A SON OF HER OWN AND THAT WIDOW FANNY | 11863 | |
13.52 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_83 | 10018 | Here Mr. Tabor, forgetting in the wrath incited by the recollection that he had not to do with an inanimate object, swung the gasping and helpless Mr. Davey rapidly back and forth in his chair. | HERE MISTER TABOR FORGETTING IN THE WRATH INCITED BY THE RECOLLECTION THAT HE HAD NOT TO DO WITH AN INANIMATE OBJECT SWUNG THE GASPING AND HELPLESS MISTER DAVY RAPIDLY BACK AND FORTH IN HIS CHAIR | 11863 | |
9.76 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_96 | 10018 | No face remains the same for two successive days " "It don't?" Colonel Flitcroft interrupted, with an explosive and rueful incredulity. | NO FACE REMAINS THE SAME FOR TWO SUCCESSIVE DAYS YOU DON'T COLONEL FLITCRAWF INTERRUPTED WITH AN EXPLOSIVE AND RUEFUL INCREDULITY | 11863 | |
13.119 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_94 | 10018 | "Do you think he fully understands that I am the proprietor of this building?" "Certainly, Judge, cer " "You will inform him that I do not intend to be discommoded by his negligence as I pass to my offices. | YOU THINK HE FULLY UNDERSTANDS THAT I'M THE PROPRIETOR OF THIS BUILDING CERTAIN JUDGE CERTAINLY YOU WILL INFORM HIM THAT I DO NOT INTEND TO BE DISCOMMODED BY HIS NEGLIGENCE AS I PASS TO MY OFFICES | 11863 | |
29.360001 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_80 | 10018 | A solitary figure came from the station on foot, and when it appeared within fair range of the window, Uncle Joe Davey, who had but hovered on the flanks of the combat, first removed his spectacles and wiped them, as though distrusting the vision they offered him, then, replacing them, scanned anew the approaching figure and uttered a smothered cry. "My Lord A'mighty!" he gasped. "What's this? Look there!" | A SOLITARY FIGURE CAME FROM THE STATION ON FOOT AND WHEN IT APPEARED WITHIN FAIR RANGE OF THE WINDOW UNCLE JOE DAVY WHO HAD BUT HOVERED ON THE FLANKS OF THE COMBAT FIRST REMOVED HIS SPECTACLES AND WIPED THEM AS THOUGH DISTRUSTING THE VISION THEY OFFERED HIM THEN REPLACING THEM SCANNED ANEW THE APPROACHING FIGURE AND UTTERED A SMOTHERED CRY MY LORD ALMIGHTY HE GASPED WHAT'S THIS LOOK THERE | 11863 | |
19.559 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_95 | 10018 | How " "Go on with your statement," said Uncle Joe Davey, impatiently. Mr. Arp's grievance was increased. "Now listen to YOU! How many more interruptions are comin'? I'll listen to the other side, but I've got to state mine first, haven't I? If I don't make my point clear, what's the use of the argument? | HOW GO ON WITH YOUR STATEMENT SAID UNCLE JOE DAVY IMPATIENTLY MISTER ARK'S GRIEVANCE WAS INCREASED NOW LISTEN TO YOU HOW MANY MORE INTERRUPTIONS ARE COMING I'LL LISTEN TO THE OTHER SIDE BUT I'VE GOT TO STATE MINE FIRST HAVEN'T I IF I DON'T MAKE MY POINT CLEAR WHAT'S THE USE OF THE ARGUMENT | 11863 | |
14.159 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_105 | 10018 | There was no thaw; only where the line of factories followed the big bend of the frozen river, their distant chimneys like exclamation points on a blank page, was there a first threat against the supreme whiteness. | THERE WAS NO HALL ONLY WHERE THE LINE OF FACTORIES FOLLOWED THE BIG BIN OF THE FROZEN RIVER THEIR DISTANT CHIMNEYS LIKE EXCLAMATION POINTS ON A BLANK PAGE WAS THEIR FIRST THREAT AGAINST THE SUPREME WHITENESS | 11863 | |
16.919001 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_86 | 10018 | "What could you expect Joe to be?" retorted Squire Buckalew. "What chance has he ever had? Long as I can remember Fanny's made him fetch and carry for 'Gene. 'Gene's had everything all the fancy clothes, all the pocket money, and now college!" | WHAT COULD YOU EXPECT JODE RETORTED SQUIRE BUCKALOO WHAT CHANCE HAS HE EVER HAD LONG AS I REMEMBER FANNY'S MADE HIM FETCH AND CARRY FOR JEAN JEAN HAD EVERYTHING ALL THE FANCY CLOTHES ALL THE POCKET MONEY AND NOW COLLEGE | 11863 | |
18.92 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_89 | 10018 | Him with a son of his own, too!" "Yes," assented the Colonel, "marryin' a widow with a son of her own, and that widow Fanny!" "Wasn't it just the same with her first husband Bantry?" Mr. Davey asked, not for information, as he immediately answered himself. "You bet it was! | HIM WITH A SON OF HIS OWN TOO YES ASSENTED THE COLONEL MARRYING A WIDOW WITH A SON OF HER OWN AND THAT WIDOW FANNY WASN'T IT JUST THE SAME WITH HER FIRST HUSBAND BANTRICK MISTER DAVY ASKED NOT FOR INFORMATION AS HE IMMEDIATELY ANSWERED HIMSELF YOU BET IT WAS | 11863 | |
8.159 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_97 | 10018 | Never was one of 'em had the energy or brains to make a decent livin', beginning with Roger; not one worth his salt! | NEVER WAS ONE OF EM HAD THE ENERGY OR BRAINS TO MAKE A DECENT LIVING BEGINNING WITH ROGER NOT ONE WORTH HIS SALT | 11863 | |
2.44 | large/10018/conquestofcanaan_1710_librivox_64kb_mp3/conquestofcanaan_01_tarkington_64kb_107 | 10018 | Their present condition is outrageous. | THEIR PRESENT CONDITION IS OUTRAGEOUS | 11863 |