CHAPTER NINE The Thirty-Nine Steps 'Nonsense!' said the official from the Admiralty. Sir Walter got up and left the room while we looked blankly at the table. He came back in ten...
CHAPTER FOUR The Adventure of the Radical Candidate You may picture me driving that 40 h.p. car for all she was worth over the crisp moor roads on that shining May morning; glancing back at first over...
CHAPTER FIVE The Adventure of the Spectacled Roadman I sat down on the very crest of the pass and took stock of my position. Behind me was the road climbing through a long cleft in the hills, which...
CHAPTER SIX The Adventure of the Bald Archaeologist I spent the night on a shelf of the hillside, in the lee of a boulder where the heather grew long and soft. It was a cold business, for I had...
CHAPTER SEVEN The Dry-Fly Fisherman I sat down on a hill-top and took stock of my position. I wasn't feeling very happy, for my natural thankfulness at my escape was clouded by my severe...
CHAPTER TWO The Milkman Sets Out on his Travels I sat down in an armchair and felt very sick. That lasted for maybe five minutes, and was succeeded by a fit of the horrors. The poor staring white face...
INDLEDENDE NOTE. I september i år i februar, som Hawthorne havde fuldført "The Scarlet Letter," begyndte han "The House of the Seven Gables." I mellemtiden havde...
CHAPTER VIII The Pyncheon of To-day PHOEBE, on entering the shop, beheld there the already familiar face of the little devourer--if we can reckon his mighty deeds aright--of Jim Crow, the elephant,...
CHAPTER IV A Day Behind the Counter TOWARDS noon, Hepzibah saw an elderly gentleman, large and portly, and of remarkably dignified demeanor, passing slowly along on the opposite side of the white and...
BOOK TWO THE EARTH UNDER THE MARTIANS CHAPTER THREE THE DAYS OF IMPRISONMENT The arrival of a second fighting-machine drove us from our peephole into the scullery, for we feared that from his...