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I. ¹®ÆäÀ̽º(Moon-Face)
II. ·¹¿ÀÆĵå¸ÇÀÇ À̾߱â(The Leopard Man¡¯s Story)
III. ·ÎÄà Ä÷¯(Local Color)
IV. ¾Æ¸¶Ãò¾îÀÇ ¹ã(Amateur Night)
V. ¸¶ÀÌ´Ù½ºÀÇ ÇϼöÀεé(The Minions Of Midas)
VI. ±×¸²ÀÚ¿Í ¼¶±¤(The Shadow And The Flash)
VII. ¸ðµç °ñµå ij´Ï¾ð(All Gold Canyon)
VIII. Çöû¼ÎÆ®(Planchette)
¢º ¹®ÆäÀ̽º 1902(Moon-Face) : ¹®ÆäÀ̽º(Moon-Face)¶õ ´ÜÆí¼Ò¼³Àº ¸ðÁ¾ÀÇ À½¸ð¿¡ ÀÇÇØ »ìÇصǴ Á¸ Ŭ¶ó¹öÇϿ콺(John Claverhouse)¿¡ °üÇÑ À̾߱âÀÔ´Ï´Ù. À̸§Á¶Â÷ ¼³Á¤µÇ¾î ÀÖÁö ¾ÊÀº ÈÀÚ´Â ¡®¹®ÆäÀ̽º¸¦ °¡Áø ³²ÀÚ¡¯ Á¸ Ŭ¶ó¹öÇϿ콺¸¦ ±Øµµ·Î Áõ¿ÀÇÏÁö¸¸, ÀÛÇ°¿¡´Â Áõ¿ÀÀÇ ÀÌÀ¯Á¶Â÷ ¸íÈ®ÇÏ°Ô ¹àÈ÷°í ÀÖÁö ¾Ê½À´Ï´Ù. Èï¹Ì·Ó°Ôµµ Àè ·±´øÀÇ ¹®ÆäÀ̽º 1902(Moon-Face)¿Í ÇÁ·©Å© ³ë¸®½º(Frank Norris, 1870~1902)ÀÇ ´ß-´« ºí·¢·ÏÀÇ Åë°ú(The Passing of Cock-eye Blacklock)´Â °°Àº »ç°Ç¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ½Å¹®±â»ç¿¡¼ ¿µ°¨À» ¹Þ¾Æ °¢°¢ ¾Æ¸£°í(The Argonaut)¿Í ¼¾Ã߸® ¸Å°ÅÁø(Century Magazine)À» ÅëÇØ 1901³â 7¿ù, °°Àº ½Ã±â¿¡ ¹ßÇ¥µÈ ÀÛÇ°ÀÔ´Ï´Ù.
¢º Be that as it may, I hated John Claverhouse. Not that he had done me what society would consider a wrong or an ill turn. Far from it. The evil was of a deeper, subtler sort; so elusive, so intangible, as to defy clear, definite analysis in words. We all experience such things at some period in our lives. For the first time we see a certain individual, one who the very instant before we did not dream existed; and yet, at the first moment of meeting, we say: ¡°I do not like that man.¡± Why do we not like him? Ah, we do not know why; we know only that we do not. We have taken a dislike, that is all. And so I with John Claverhouse.
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¢º ¾Æ¸¶Ãò¾îÀÇ ¹ã 1903(Amateur Night). The elevator boy smiled knowingly to himself. When he took her up, he had noted the sparkle in her eyes, the color in her cheeks. His little cage had quite warmed with the glow of her repressed eagerness. And now, on the down trip, it was glacier-like. The sparkle and the color were gone. She was frowning, and what little he could see of her eyes was cold and steel-gray. Oh, he knew the symptoms, he did. He was an observer, and he knew it, too, and some day, when he was big enough, he was going to be a reporter, sure. And in the meantime he studied the procession of life as it streamed up and down eighteen sky-scraper floors in his elevator car. He slid the door open for her sympathetically and watched her trip determinedly out into the street.
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¢º ¸¶ÀÌ´Ù½ºÀÇ ÇϼöÀεé 1901(The Minions Of Midas). Wade Atsheler is dead?dead by his own hand. To say that this was entirely unexpected by the small coterie which knew him, would be to say an untruth; and yet never once had we, his intimates, ever canvassed the idea. Rather had we been prepared for it in some incomprehensible subconscious way. Before the perpetration of the deed, its possibility is remotest from our thoughts; but when we did know that he was dead, it seemed, somehow, that we had understood and looked forward to it all the time. This, by retrospective analysis, we could easily explain by the fact of his great trouble. I use ¡°great trouble¡± advisedly.
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