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authorRobert Tonsing <rt.dev@fastmail.com>2025-04-12 19:40:14 -0500
committerGitHub <noreply@github.com>2025-04-12 19:40:14 -0500
commit26f0e9f894e6224a3c5c11ce8360d1c40f231c53 (patch)
treeb59961f5844666dbc870e15847632ff27a024cd9
parentd9b8f419c2252abe7bc4f79a7888204a45b27eab (diff)
parent80805b3b9520b27bbdbe9af29347f409331ecea9 (diff)
Merge pull request #1 from Chairzard/mainHEADmain
Typo corrections
-rw-r--r--43-0.txt22
-rw-r--r--43-h/43-h.htm8
2 files changed, 15 insertions, 15 deletions
diff --git a/43-0.txt b/43-0.txt
index 2e30525..0ac2dec 100644
--- a/43-0.txt
+++ b/43-0.txt
@@ -71,15 +71,15 @@ uninterrupted.
It chanced on one of these rambles that their way led them down a
by-street in a busy quarter of London. The street was small and what is
called quiet, but it drove a thriving trade on the weekdays. The
-inhabitants were all doing well, it seemed and all emulously hoping to
-do better still, and laying out the surplus of their grains in
-coquetry; so that the shop fronts stood along that thoroughfare with an
-air of invitation, like rows of smiling saleswomen. Even on Sunday,
-when it veiled its more florid charms and lay comparatively empty of
-passage, the street shone out in contrast to its dingy neighbourhood,
-like a fire in a forest; and with its freshly painted shutters,
-well-polished brasses, and general cleanliness and gaiety of note,
-instantly caught and pleased the eye of the passenger.
+inhabitants were all doing well, it seemed, and all emulously hoping to
+do better still, and laying out the surplus of their gains in coquetry;
+so that the shop fronts stood along that thoroughfare with an air of
+invitation, like rows of smiling saleswomen. Even on Sunday, when it
+veiled its more florid charms and lay comparatively empty of passage,
+the street shone out in contrast to its dingy neighbourhood, like a fire
+in a forest; and with its freshly painted shutters, well-polished
+brasses, and general cleanliness and gaiety of note, instantly caught
+and pleased the eye of the passenger.
Two doors from one corner, on the left hand going east the line was
broken by the entry of a court; and just at that point a certain
@@ -125,7 +125,7 @@ there was already quite a group about the screaming child. He was
perfectly cool and made no resistance, but gave me one look, so ugly
that it brought out the sweat on me like running. The people who had
turned out were the girl’s own family; and pretty soon, the doctor, for
-whom she had been sent put in his appearance. Well, the child was not
+whom she had been sent, put in his appearance. Well, the child was not
much the worse, more frightened, according to the sawbones; and there
you might have supposed would be an end to it. But there was one
curious circumstance. I had taken a loathing to my gentleman at first
@@ -436,7 +436,7 @@ reflection, fronted about with an air of defiance; and the pair stared
at each other pretty fixedly for a few seconds. “Now I shall know you
again,” said Mr. Utterson. “It may be useful.”
-“Yes,” returned Mr. Hyde, “It is as well we have met; and _à propos_,
+“Yes,” returned Mr. Hyde, “it is as well we have met; and _à propos_,
you should have my address.” And he gave a number of a street in Soho.
“Good God!” thought Mr. Utterson, “can he, too, have been thinking of
diff --git a/43-h/43-h.htm b/43-h/43-h.htm
index 4ff47bc..b630ec5 100644
--- a/43-h/43-h.htm
+++ b/43-h/43-h.htm
@@ -167,8 +167,8 @@ that they might enjoy them uninterrupted.
It chanced on one of these rambles that their way led them down a by-street in
a busy quarter of London. The street was small and what is called quiet, but it
drove a thriving trade on the weekdays. The inhabitants were all doing well, it
-seemed and all emulously hoping to do better still, and laying out the surplus
-of their grains in coquetry; so that the shop fronts stood along that
+seemed, and all emulously hoping to do better still, and laying out the surplus
+of their gains in coquetry; so that the shop fronts stood along that
thoroughfare with an air of invitation, like rows of smiling saleswomen. Even
on Sunday, when it veiled its more florid charms and lay comparatively empty of
passage, the street shone out in contrast to its dingy neighbourhood, like a
@@ -226,7 +226,7 @@ there was already quite a group about the screaming child. He was perfectly
cool and made no resistance, but gave me one look, so ugly that it brought out
the sweat on me like running. The people who had turned out were the
girl&rsquo;s own family; and pretty soon, the doctor, for whom she had been
-sent put in his appearance. Well, the child was not much the worse, more
+sent, put in his appearance. Well, the child was not much the worse, more
frightened, according to the sawbones; and there you might have supposed would
be an end to it. But there was one curious circumstance. I had taken a loathing
to my gentleman at first sight. So had the child&rsquo;s family, which was only
@@ -626,7 +626,7 @@ Utterson. &ldquo;It may be useful.&rdquo;
</p>
<p>
-&ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; returned Mr. Hyde, &ldquo;It is as well we have met; and
+&ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; returned Mr. Hyde, &ldquo;it is as well we have met; and
<i>à propos</i>, you should have my address.&rdquo; And he gave a number of a
street in Soho.
</p>