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Sample # 1:
“Admirable,”
Kreizler said.
He finally looked up at Lucius, whose fat face
was starting to turn red with the wine. “A truly
splendid job, Detective Sergeant.”
“Oh, that’s not all of it,”
Lucius answered,
digging into the lamb.
“Eat slowly,”
Marcus whispered.
“Remember your stomach.”
Lucius paid no heed. “That’s not
all,” he repeated.
“There were some very interesting fractures of
the frontal and parietal bones, at the top of
the skull. But I’ll let my brother—I’ll let
Detective Sergeant Isaacson explain those.”
Lucius looked up at us with a grin. “I’m
enjoying my food to much to talk anymore.”
Marcus watched him, shaking his
head. “You're going to be sick tomorrow,”
he mumbled.
“And you’re going to blame me—but I warned you.”
“Detective Sergeant?”
Kriezler said,
leaning back with a glass of LaGrange. “You will
have to possess some remarkable information
indeed, if you hope to outdo your—colleague,
here.”
“Well, it is interesting,”
Marcus answered,
“and it may well tell us something substantial.
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Caleb Carr, The Alienist
Sample # 2:
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CORRECT |
INCORRECT |
| “I see you,”
Harry said. |
"I see you",
Harry said. |
| Harry said, "I see
you." |
Harry said, "I see
you". |
| “I see you.”
Harry was upset. |
"I see you".
Harry was upset. |
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“Where were you?”
Harry asked. |
"Where were you"?
Harry asked. |
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“Come over here!”
Harry demanded. |
"Come over here"!
Harry demanded. |
Sample # 3:
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CORRECT |
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“Where were you?” Harry asked.
“What does it matter?” The look on
Jennifer’s face was plain, but told
Harry what he needed to know. She no
longer cared, and was tired of playing
games. All she could do now was look at
him with pity.
“It used to,” Harry said. |
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INCORRECT |
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“Where were you?” Harry asked. “What
does it matter?” The look on Jennifer’s
face was plain, but told Harry what he
needed to know. She no longer cared, and
was tired of playing games. All she
could do now was look at him with pity.
“It used to,” Harry said. |
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INCORRECT |
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Where were you? Harry asked. What does
it matter? The look on Jennifer’s face
was plain, but told Harry what he needed
to know. She no longer cared, and was
tired of playing games. All she could do
now was look at him with pity. It used
to, Harry said. |
Sample # 4:
“I’m going into town tonight,” Allan said. “Do
you want to come?”
“Not
particularly. There’s nothing there and I went
yesterday.” Sophie looked tired.
“I understand.”
“Let me ask you
– do you really like what goes on in town night
after night?”
“Not really.”
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