From 42b7c7248d64f3d68a833b2cbdcee279563d3fe3 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Sergey Bronnikov Date: Tue, 6 Feb 2024 11:11:39 +0300 Subject: [PATCH] Update litclock_annotated.csv The substring with clock time was not a substring of the original sentence, actually. The patch fix that. --- litclock_annotated.csv | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/litclock_annotated.csv b/litclock_annotated.csv index e1ed2148..20d1aec3 100644 --- a/litclock_annotated.csv +++ b/litclock_annotated.csv @@ -2943,7 +2943,7 @@ 19:58|7:58 P.M.|He leaped into his car, revving it quickly through the gears, shot along to Sloane Square, through Eaton Square, up past St. George’s Hospital, around Hyde Park Corner into Park Lane, and arrived at 7:58 P.M.|Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less|Jeffrey Archer|sfw 19:58|7.58 pm|Robert Langdon stole an anxious glance at his wristwatch: 7.58 pm. The smiling face of Mickey Mouse did little to cheer him up.|The Lost Symbol|Dan Brown|unknown 19:59|eight o'clock, maybe a minute before|"It was right at eight o'clock, maybe a minute before. I went into the demo room to see if I'd left my tin of polish there. And there was this bottle of milk on the trolley and I drank some of it. Just a bit off the top."|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw -19:59|teetering on eight o'clock|I see Lil right as I dismount the bike, her silver braid draped across her right shoulder. She sits on the front porch, her soft, weathered skin a rosy hue in the last rays of the day’s sunlight. It’s teetering on eight o’clock.|Blink And We'll Miss It|Ginny Kochis|sfw +19:59|teetering on eight o’clock|I see Lil right as I dismount the bike, her silver braid draped across her right shoulder. She sits on the front porch, her soft, weathered skin a rosy hue in the last rays of the day’s sunlight. It’s teetering on eight o’clock.|Blink And We'll Miss It|Ginny Kochis|sfw 19:59|just before eight o' clock|Kuniang made her appearance in my study just before eight o' clock, arrayed in what had once been a "party frock."|The Maker of Heavenly Trousers|Daniel Vare|unknown 19:59|A minute to eight|Quickly, quickly. A minute to eight. My hot water bottle was ready, and I filled a glass with water from the tap. Time was of the essence.|The Thirteenth Tale|Diane Setterfield|unknown 20:00|eight o‘clock|It was still only eight o‘clock. “Missis!” he cried. “We shall get home tonight! We shall be home for Christmas!”
“Yes, Pongo,” said Missis gaily. But she did not feel as gay as she sounded.|The 101 Dalmatians|Dodie Smith|sfw @@ -3517,4 +3517,4 @@ 23:58|two minutes to midnight|You got to let the world go to hell in its own way, Gard, two minutes to midnight or not.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw 23:58|one minute and seventeen seconds before midnight|Humans emerge one minute and seventeen seconds before midnight. The whole of our recorded history, on this scale, would be no more than a few seconds, a single human lifetime barely an instant.|A Short History of Nearly Everything|Bill Bryson|sfw 23:59|A minute to midnight|At a minute to midnight, Roquenton was holding his wife's hand and giving her some last words of advice. On the stroke of midnight, she felt her companion's hand melt away inside her own.|The Man Who Walked Through Walls|Marcel Aymé|sfw -23:59|new day was still a minute away|Chigurgh rose and picked up the empty casing off the rug and blew into it and put it in his pocket and looked at his watch. The new day was still a minute away.|No Country for Old Men|Cormac McCarthy|sfw \ No newline at end of file +23:59|new day was still a minute away|Chigurgh rose and picked up the empty casing off the rug and blew into it and put it in his pocket and looked at his watch. The new day was still a minute away.|No Country for Old Men|Cormac McCarthy|sfw