unearths some literary gems.
From Cork on the Water, by Macdonald Hastings:
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Colonel Johnson had applied himself to salmon-fishing with such single-minded purpose for so long that, with advancing years, he had acquired a noticeable resemblance to a salmon himself.
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Montague Cork's was a name to magic with. [My first experience of "magic" as a verb (unless there's simply a word missing from the sentence).]
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On a hook on the wall hung a tu-tu, a stiff white ballet skirt with two leg holes, like spectacles, in the underpart.
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[in a hotel register]
somebody called something hyphen Smith
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