input: CHAPTER III--SOAMES PREPARES TO TAKE STEPS

When Soames entered his sister's little Louis Quinze drawing-room, with its small balcony, always flowered with hanging geraniums in the summer, and now with pots of Lilium Auratum, he was struck by the immutability of human affairs. It looked just the same as on his first visit to the newly married Darties twenty-one years ago. He had chosen the furniture himself, and so completely that no subsequent purchase had ever been able to change the room's atmosphere. Yes, he had founded his sister well, and she had wanted it. Indeed, it said a great deal for Winifred that after all this time with Dartie she remained well-founded. From the first Soames had nosed out Dartie's nature from underneath the plausibility, savoir faire, and good looks which had dazzled Winifred, her mother, and even James, to the extent of permitting the fellow to marry his daughter without bringing anything but shares of no value into settlement.

Winifred, whom he noticed next to the furniture, was sitting at her Buhl bureau with a letter in her hand. She rose and came towards him. Tall as himself, strong in the cheekbones, well tailored, something in her face disturbed Soames. She crumpled the letter in her hand, but seemed to change her mind and held it out to him. He was her lawyer as well as her brother.

Soames read, on Iseeum Club paper, these words:

'You will not get chance to insult in my own again. I am leaving country to-morrow. It's played out. I'm tired of being insulted by you. You've brought on yourself. No self-respecting man can stand it. I shall not ask you for anything again. Good-bye. I took the photograph of the two girls. Give them my love. I don't care what your family say. It's all their doing. I'm going to live new life. 'M.D.' 1. Who is Soames' sibling?
2. Who did she marry/
3. Was he nice looking?
4. who was impressed by it?
5. Anyone else
6. Who?
7. who is James?
8. Was Dartie poor?
9. What did Winifred decorate her balcony with?
10. What kind are out there now?
11. What about in July?
12. Where is Winifred when her brother finds her?
13. Is she holding something?
14. What?
15. What is it written on?
16. Who is her attorney?
17. How does their height compare?
18. How long has she been married?
19. Does Soames think she's happy?
20. Is she? Return numbered answers in your output.

output: 1. Louis Quinze
2. Dartie
3. yes
4. Winifred
5. yes
6. her mother and James
7. her father
8. yes
9. flowers
10. Lilium Auratum
11. hanging geraniums
12. sitting at her Buhl bureau
13. yes
14. a letter
15. Iseeum Club paper
16. her brother
17. the same
18. twenty-one years
19. yes
20. no

input: CHAPTER I

THE COMMODORE'S CUP

The breeze had dropped as the tide ebbed, and _Red Rose_ plunged languidly across the shining swell. Faint mist obscured the horizon and the yachts engaged in the fifty-mile race had vanished, although Wyndham thought he had not long since distinguished a sail in the distance. He was curious about this because if he had seen canvas it was _Deva_'s, and her skipper had probably seen _Red Rose_. The rest of the fleet was scattered about to the north. Wyndham had noted their positions carefully before the haze rolled up. He wanted to win and meant to leave nothing to chance.

In the meantime, the yacht crept slowly through the sparkling water, close-hauled to a light wind that Wyndham knew would not last. Her canvas, tapering in a tall white pyramid, swayed with a regular heave against the sky. In her shadow, the sea was a cool, luminous green, but the sun was hot and Wyndham had taken off his coat. He wore a white jersey, blue trousers, and very neat white shoes. His age was twenty-six, his figure was thin but athletic, and the molding of his face was good. On the whole, he was a handsome man and was generally marked by a careless, twinkling smile. The smile, however, was to some extent deceptive, and at times his blue eyes were hard. Wyndham was popular; he had a way of inspiring confidence, and knew and used his talent.

Marston, who sat on the yacht's coaming, splicing a rope, trusted Wyndham far. Marston's round face was burned red and generally wore a look of tranquil good-humor; his mouth was large and his eyes were calm. People thought him dull and he was not clever, but Wyndham knew his comrade's stability. Although Bob was honest and trustful, he was firm. It was characteristic that the splice he slowly made was very neat. 1. What is the name of this chapter?
2. Is this the beginning of the book?
3. Who is the person in this story?
4. Who was watching a race?
5. What did he want to do?
6. What obscured his line of sight?
7. What was he wearing?
8. Did he have on shorts?
9. What did he have on?
10. What color pants?
11. What color was his eyes?
12. How old was he?
13. Is he fat? Return numbered answers in your output.

output:
1. THE COMMODORE'S CUP
2. Yes
3. Red Rose
4. Wyndham
5. He wanted to win
6. Faint mist
7. a white jersey,
8. no
9. very neat white shoes.
10. blue
11. blue eyes
12. twenty-six
13. no