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A little experiment in bot building: random sentences from George Eliot's Middlemarch, along with the Book and Chapter they're from.
It would be better for Mr. Casaubon to have a secretary; he could easily get a man who would do half his work for him.

-- Book IV, Chapter XXXVII
September 20, 2026 at 1:07 PM
I suppose we shall have very little money.

-- Book VIII, Chapter LXXVII
September 19, 2026 at 1:08 PM
“Your horses of the Sun,” he said, “And first-rate whip Apollo!”

-- Book III, Chapter XXIII
September 18, 2026 at 1:09 PM
It was not confusion that kept them silent, for they both felt that parting was near, and there is no shamefacedness in a sad parting.

-- Book VI, Chapter LXII
September 17, 2026 at 1:10 PM
They’d need have some money, eh?

-- Book I, Chapter XII
September 15, 2026 at 1:12 PM
But Rosamond went home with a sense of justified repugnance towards her husband.

-- Book VIII, Chapter LXXV
September 14, 2026 at 1:22 PM
What is the use of being exquisite if you are not seen by the best judges?

-- Book V, Chapter XLIII
September 13, 2026 at 1:07 PM
I do like to be spoken to as if I had common-sense.

-- Book II, Chapter XIV
September 12, 2026 at 1:07 PM
“I have no doubt she will,” said Lydgate, suppressing his thought about Dorothea’s looks, which were as much changed as Rosamond’s, “if you will be kind enough to come in and let me tell her that you are here.”

-- Book VIII, Chapter LXXXI
September 11, 2026 at 1:11 PM
“And then the children might be married by-and-by, Susan.” “You will not give any hint of the plan to Fred, until you are sure that Bulstrode would agree to the plan?” said Mrs. Garth, in a tone of gentle caution.

-- Book VII, Chapter LXVIII
September 10, 2026 at 1:24 PM
They say, when he was a little boy, he made an abstract of ‘Hop o’ my Thumb,’ and he has been making abstracts ever since.

-- Book I, Chapter VIII
September 9, 2026 at 1:14 PM
It’s a breakdown blow, and it damages Lydgate as much as Bulstrode.

-- Book VIII, Chapter LXXIV
September 8, 2026 at 1:11 PM
“I have not been anywhere except to church for nearly a week,” said Mrs. Bulstrode, after a few introductory remarks.

-- Book VIII, Chapter LXXIV
September 7, 2026 at 1:11 PM
“She looks as if she were.” “Really, I never thought about it,” said Will, sulkily.

-- Book V, Chapter XLIII
September 6, 2026 at 1:07 PM
There’s a sharp air, driving.

-- Book I, Chapter IV
September 5, 2026 at 1:07 PM
What could he do?

-- Book VII, Chapter LXXI
September 4, 2026 at 1:12 PM
Clintup.

-- Book VI, Chapter LX
September 3, 2026 at 1:08 PM
“I wish to say, Mr. Bulstrode, that I must request you to put your business into some other hands than mine.”

-- Book VII, Chapter LXIX
September 2, 2026 at 1:10 PM
He put his arm round Letty’s neck silently, and led her into the kitchen without his usual jokes and caresses.

-- Book III, Chapter XXIV
September 1, 2026 at 1:08 PM
“I am very sorry,” were all the words that he could muster.

-- Book VI, Chapter LVI
August 31, 2026 at 1:09 PM
It is only a narrow swamp that we have to pass in a long journey.

-- Book VII, Chapter LXIV
August 29, 2026 at 1:13 PM
“There’s a reason in mourning, as I’ve always said; and three folds at the bottom of your skirt and a plain quilling in your bonnet—and if ever anybody looked like an angel, it’s you in a net quilling—is what’s consistent for a second year.”

-- Book VIII, Chapter LXXX
August 28, 2026 at 1:07 PM
You know, he said that he had forgotten them till then.

-- Book I, Chapter I
August 27, 2026 at 1:21 PM
Sir James Chettam was going to dine at the Grange to-day with another gentleman whom the girls had never seen, and about whom Dorothea felt some venerating expectation.

-- Book I, Chapter I
August 26, 2026 at 1:10 PM
The tobacco trade is growing.

-- Book IV, Chapter XLI
August 25, 2026 at 1:14 PM