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Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The Man Who Knew Too Much

  • Натаван Гусейновацитує7 років тому
    "That's what's the matter with me. That's what's the matter with all of us, and the whole show; we know too much. Too much about one another; too much about ourselves. That's why I'm really interested, just now, about one thing that I don't know."
  • b0985772811цитує7 місяців тому
    Harold March was the sort of man who knows everything about politics, and nothing about politicians.
  • Kuti Davidцитуєторік
    It was like daylight on the other side of stage scenery.
  • Kuti Davidцитуєторік
    He was unquestionably dead. The blood flowed in the grass from a hopelessly fatal fracture at the back of the skull; but the face, which was turned to the sun, was uninjured and strangely arresting
  • Ирина Осипенкоцитує4 роки тому
    length they came to a brown brick house with a brass plate, on which was Mr. Gryce's name, and that individual turned and beheld his pursuer with a stare.

    "Could I have a word with you, sir?" asked Horne Fisher, politely. The agent stared still more, but assented civilly, and led the other into an office littered with leaflets and hung all round with highly colored posters which linked the name of Hughes with all the higher interests of humanity.

    "Mr. Horne Fisher, I believe," said Mr. Gryce. "Much honored by the call, of course. Can't pretend to congratulate you on entering the contest, I'm afraid; you won't expect that. Here we've been keeping the old flag flying for freedom and reform, and you come in and break the battle line
  • Ирина Осипенкоцитує4 роки тому
    England has had at least three or four such secret statesmen. An aristocratic polity produces every now and then an aristocrat who is also an accident, a man of intellectual independence and insight, a Napoleon born in the purple.
  • Вячеслав Турлайцитує4 роки тому
    and walked past him as if he had indeed been a signpost, and without attempting to inform him of the catastrophe beyond the rocks. It was relatively a small thing, but it was only the first in a string of singular antics on which his new and eccentric friend was leading him.
  • Вячеслав Турлайцитує4 роки тому
    But it was not this discovery that had riveted Fisher's eye, but something even more solid.
  • Ирина Осипенкоцитує4 роки тому
    "Look here, sir. I like you, if you don't mind my saying so. I think you are really on the side of the people and I'm sure you're a brave man. A lot braver than you know, perhaps. We daren't touch what you propose with a barge pole; and so far from wanting you in the old party, we'd rather you ran your own risk by yourself. But because I like you and respect your pluck, I'll do you a good turn before we part. I don't want you to waste time barking up the wrong tree. You talk about how the new squire got the money to buy, and the ruin of the old squire, and all the rest of it. Well, I'll give you a hint about that, a hint about something precious few people know."

    "I am very grateful," said Fisher, gravely. "What is it?"

    "It's in two words," said the other. "The new squire was quite poor when he bought. The old squire was quite rich when he sold."
  • Ирина Осипенкоцитує5 років тому
    Nobody privileged of late years to meet Sir Henry Harland Fisher would believe that he had ever been called Harry. But, indeed, he had been boyish enough when a boy, and that serenity which shone on him through life,
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