Books with title Mr. Nobody

Louis Joseph Vance (1879-1933) was an American novelist, born in Washington, D. C., and educated in the preparatory department of the Brooklyn Polytechnic Institute. He wrote short stories and verse after 1901, then composed many popular novels. His character "Michael Lanyard", also known as "The Lone Wolf", was featured in eight books and 24 films between 1917 and 1949, and also appeared in radio and television series. His works include: The Brass Bowl (1907), The Black Bag (1908), The Bronze Bell (1909), The Fortune Hunter (1910), No Man's Land (1910), The Pool of Flame (1910), Cynthia of the Minute (1911), The False Faces (1918), The Dark Mirror (1920), Red Masquerade (1921), and Alias the Lone Wolf (1921).

ANARCHY "What you gonna have?" To this inquiry the patron made no response; head bent, nose between the pages of the magazine, she pored sedulously over a legend attached to one of the illustrations. After a decent pause in waiting the waitress renewed her demand with a sharper accent: "Say, lis'en; what you want?" "White satin, veiled with point d' Angleterre,'" Miss Manvers replied distinctly, if without looking up, aware simply of something imperative in the starched but humid presence at her elbow. Pardonably startled, the waitress demanded with the rising inflection: "Wha-a-at?" "'The court train,'" Miss Manvers pursued in abstraction, "'is lined with lace and dotted with bouquets of orange-blossoms--'" She checked herself suddenly, looked up shyly, and essayed a pale, apologetic smile. "I'm sorry; I didn't realise--" But now the waitress had caught a glimpse of the illustration and was bending over the patron's shoulder for a better look. "Gee!" she commented sincerely. "Ain't that a dream?" "Yes," Miss Manvers admitted wistfully, "it's a dream, right enough!" "That's so, too." Deftly, with a large, moist, red hand, the waitress arranged knife, fork, spoon, and paper serviette on the unclothed brown board before Miss Manvers. "That's the worst of them fashion mag'zines," she complained; "they get your goat. Sometimes after readin' some of that dope I can't hardly remember orders right, just for wishin' somebody'd come along and hang some of them joyful rags onto me!" Then, catching the eye of the manager, she straightway resumed her professional habit of slightly wilted hauteur--compounded in equal parts of discontent, tired feet, heat-fag and that profound disdain for food-consuming animals which inevitably informs the mind of every quick-lunch waitress. "What you gonna have?" she demanded dispassionately.

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Excerpt from NobodyBut now the waitress had caught a glimpse of the illustration and was bending over the patron's shoul der for a better look.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Nobody lives in a cave. No one understands him except for his dog. Hehides from the world, until one day when everything changes whensomebody sees him.Bio: Sarah Fader feels like the Nobody a lot. Her kids, Ari andSamara, remind her that she is somebody. She's the CEO of EliezerTristan Publishing Company, where she is dedicated to sharing thewords of authors who endure and survive trauma and mental illness.www.sarahfader.com

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Nobody CHAPTER I. WHO IS SHE? "Tom, who was that girl you were so taken with last night?" "Wasn't particularly taken last night with anybody." Which practical falsehood the gentleman escaped from by a mental reservation, saying to himself that it was not _last night_ that he was "taken." "I mean the girl you had so much to do with. Come, Tom!" "I hadn't much to do with her. I had to be civil to somebody. She was the easiest." "Who is she, Tom?" "Her name is Lothrop." "O you tedious boy! I know what her name is, for I was introduced to her, and Mrs. Wishart spoke so I could not help but understand her; but I mean something else, and you know I do. Who is she? And where does she come from?" "She is a cousin of Mrs. Wishart; and she comes from the country somewhere."

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