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The Lost World

The Lost World
The Lost World
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The Lost World is a novel released in 1912 by Arthur Conan Doyle concerning an expedition to a plateau in South America where prehistoric animals (dinosaurs and other extinct creatures) still survive. The character of Professor Challenger was introduced in this book. Interestingly, for a seminal work of dinosaur-related fiction, the animals only occupy a small portion of the narrative. Much more time is devoted to a war between early human hominids and a vicious tribe of ape-like creatures.

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Pages: 174
Reading Level: Advanced (9 to 13)
Language: English
Categories: Action Adventure, Classics, Fantasy
Features: Chapters
Keywords: dinosaur, classic, science fiction
Date Added: June 9, 2013
Chapter There Are Heroisms All Round Us Mr Hungerton her father really was the most tactless person upon eartha fluffy feathery untidy cockatoo of a man perfectly good natured but absolutely centered upon his own silly self If anything could have driven me from Gladys it would have been the thought of such a fatherinlaw I am convinced that he really believed in his heart that I came round to the Chestnuts three days a week for the pleasure of his company and very especially to hear his views upon bimetallism a subject upon which he was by way of being an authority For an hour or more that evening I listened to his monotonous chirrup about bad money driving out good the token value of silver the depre ciation of the rupee and the true standards of exchange Suppose he cried with feeble violence that all the debts in the world were called up simultaneously and immediate payment insisted uponwhat under our present conditions would happen then I gave the selfevident answer that I should be a ruined man upon which he jumped from his chair reproved me for my habitual levity which made it impossible for him to discuss any reasonable subject in my presence and bounced off out of the room to dress for a Masonic meeting At last I was alone with Gladys and the moment of Fate had come All that evening I had felt like the soldier who awaits the signal which will send him on a forlorn hope hope of victory and fear of repulse alternat ing in his mind She sat with that proud delicate profile of hers outlined against the red curtain How beautiful she was And yet how aloof We had been friends quite good friends but never could I get beyond the same com radeship which I might have established with one of my fellowreporters upon the Gazetteperfectly frank perfectly kindly and perfectly un sexual My instincts are all against a woman being too frank and at her ease with me It is no compliment to a man Where the real sex feeling  begins timidity and distrust are its companions heritage f