Cabbages and KingsA series of stories which each explore some individual aspect of life in a paralytically sleepy Central American town while each advancing some aspect of the larger plot and relating back one to another in a complex structure which slowly explicates its own background even as it painstakingly erects a town which is one of the most detailed literary creations of the period. In this book, O. Henry coined the term "banana republic." |
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Pagina 12
In the midst of the hullabaloo a man stepped to the door of a small wooden building and looked out . Above the door was a sign that read “ Keogh and Clancy ” - a nomenclature that seemed not to be indigenous to that tropical soil .
In the midst of the hullabaloo a man stepped to the door of a small wooden building and looked out . Above the door was a sign that read “ Keogh and Clancy ” - a nomenclature that seemed not to be indigenous to that tropical soil .
Pagina 31
He lighted a cigar , and looked out upon the 66 a little sea . He felt a glow of satisfaction at finding The Lotus and the Bottle 31.
He lighted a cigar , and looked out upon the 66 a little sea . He felt a glow of satisfaction at finding The Lotus and the Bottle 31.
Pagina 38
... bottle while the yacht was passing and the wind blowing fairly toward the shore . As soon as Geddie reached this conclusion a wrinkle came between his brows and a stubborn look settled a around his mouth . He sat looking out through ...
... bottle while the yacht was passing and the wind blowing fairly toward the shore . As soon as Geddie reached this conclusion a wrinkle came between his brows and a stubborn look settled a around his mouth . He sat looking out through ...
Pagina 39
He sat looking out through the doorway at the gigantic fire - flies traversing the quiet streets . If this was a message to him from Ida , what could it mean save an overture toward a reconciliation ? And if that , why had she not used ...
He sat looking out through the doorway at the gigantic fire - flies traversing the quiet streets . If this was a message to him from Ida , what could it mean save an overture toward a reconciliation ? And if that , why had she not used ...
Pagina 41
... looking out upon the water . “ Simon ! – Oh , Simon ! — wake The Lotus and the Bottle 41.
... looking out upon the water . “ Simon ! – Oh , Simon ! — wake The Lotus and the Bottle 41.
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Pagina 14 - His Nibs skedaddled yesterday per jack-rabbit line with all the coin in the kitty and the bundle of muslin he's spoony about. The boodle is six figures short. Our crowd in good shape, but we need the spondulicks. You collar it. The main guy and the dry goods are headed for the briny. You to know what to do. BOB.
Pagina 59 - The mountains reached up their bulky shoulders to receive the level gallop of Apollo's homing steeds, the day died in the lagoons and in the shadowed banana groves and in the mangrove swamps, where the great blue crabs were beginning to crawl to land for their nightly ramble. And it died, at last, upon the highest peaks. Then the brief twilight, ephemeral as the flight of a moth, came and went; the Southern Cross peeped with its topmost eye above a row of palms, and the fire-flies heralded with their...
Pagina 11 - CORALIO reclined, in the mid-day heat, like some vacuous beauty lounging in a guarded harem. The town lay at the sea's edge on a strip of alluvial coast. It was set like a little pearl in an emerald band. Behind it, and seeming almost to topple, imminent, above it, rose the sea-following range of the Cordilleras.