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Arthur Schnitzler (1862 – 1931)Arthur Schnitzler, born in Vienna in 1862, was one of the most distinguished figures in Austrian literature, and a dramatist...

She laid the handkerchief in the basket, and also the cross, and closed the lid. But when he looked into her face, he started....

She took his hand, that was not able to prevent her, and unbound the linen. When she saw the swelling, she shuddered, and gave...

It is only this confounded ready blood of mine, that always makes a thing look worse than it is.”“Let me come and bind it...

She could not repress a start, but her eyes flashed bravely on him. “You may kill me if you dare,” she said slowly.“I do...

And now they sat together in this boat, like two most deadly enemies, while their hearts were beating fit to kill them. Antonio`s usually...

She had seated herself at the end of the boat, half turning her back to him, so that he could only see her profile....

“Not enough to give me macaroni twice a week, if I had had nothing but the boat—only a letter now and then to take...

When, after two hours` rowing, they reached the little bay of Capri, Antonio took the padre in his arms, and carried him through the...

“By his ill treatment of her; he beat her and trampled upon her. I well remember the nights when he came home in his...