I felt almost ashamed to believe my own senses. How long I may have slept it is impossible for me to guess; but I was awakened at last by a sudden, blinding flash of light into my face. Bernard Huddlestone, although God knows what were his obsequies, had a fine pyre at the moment of his death. I asked myself the object of so strange a proceeding, and the answer came pat. I wish you a good night, Mr. The story is described as a mystery, but, truth be told, there was not much mysterious about it. The accountants who were charged to verify the failure had, it seemed, come upon the traces of a very large number of thousands, which figured for some time in the transactions of the house of Huddlestone; but which came from nowhere, and disappeared in the same mysterious fashion.
The Pavilion stood on an even space; a little behind it, the wood began in a hedge of elders huddled together by the wind; in front, a few tumbled sand-hills stood between it and the sea. We had met at college; and though there was not much liking between us, nor even much intimacy, we were so nearly of a humour that we could associate with ease to both. When Northmour took his degree and I decided to leave the university without one, he invited me on a long visit to Graden Easter; and it was thus that I first became acquainted with the scene of my adventures. Un rifugio per la notte. For my part, I come late indeed; but with unfeigned humility, I trust. She also was much incensed by what had passed. From this the talk branched into other subjects, and I told her much about my lonely and wandering existence; she, for her part, giving ear, and saying little.
Huddlestone had continued ever since to declare that all was lost, that it was only a question of days, and that Beppo would be the ruin of him yet. The weather, which was getting dirtier as the night went on, and the perilous situation of the yacht upon a lee shore, had probably driven them to attempt a landing at the earliest possible moment. È sempre stato uno dei miei autori preferiti, e anche quando leggo i suoi racconti meno riusciti, non posso fare a meno di pensare che è dav Trama piuttosto ingenua, ma comunque gradevole, grazie all'abilità di narratore di Stevenson, inesauribile inventore di storie avventurose. The next, and that was the fourth day of our acquaintance, we met in the same spot, but early in the morning, with much familiarity and yet much timidity on either side. I offered him my hand. For some seconds he lay back among the pillows like a man near to fainting; then he gathered himself together, and, in somewhat tremulous tones, began once more to thank me for the share I was prepared to take in his defence. I was still brooding over the fact, and trying to torture it into some connection with Mr.
So why the three stars? He had not pursued me. Typical library defects, book slightly shelf-cocked,. And what, may I ask, do you propose to do? I have said that there was no real affection between this man and me; but, had I loved him like a brother, I was then so much more in love with solitude that I should none the less have shunned his company. Along with a number of other stories it was collected in a volume entitled in 1882. The banks of the den not only concealed the light of my fire, but sheltered me from the wind, which was cold as well as high.
Thence, I should have the satisfaction of recognising the arrivals, and, if they should prove to be acquaintances, greeting them as soon as they had landed. Next day she came out about the same hour alone, and, as soon as the sand-hills concealed her from the pavilion, drew nearer to the edge, and called me by name in guarded tones. On the morning of the third day, she walked alone for some time, and I perceived, to my great concern, that she was more than once in tears. Northmour was at my mercy; I arranged a good practical jest, though I knew well that my neighbour was not the man to jest with in security; and, chuckling beforehand over its success, took my place among the elders at the edge of the wood, whence I could command the door of the pavilion. Cassilis, I do not care a rush; I speak for my own satisfaction, and not for your amusement.
To say the truth, I had promised myself to break my fast in the pavilion, and hunger began to prick me sharply. I rose and sat by the fire, watching the trees and clouds tumultuously tossing and fleeing overhead, and hearkening to the wind and the rollers along the shore; till at length, growing weary of inaction, I quitted the den, and strolled towards the borders of the wood. It was scarcely a companionship, but a coexistence in unsociability. It was as large as a barrack; and as it had been built of a soft stone, liable to consume in the eager air of the seaside, it was damp and draughty within and half ruinous without. Narra di come una goletta alla fonda, due amici, un banchiere truffatore, Clara, la sua bellissima figliola, e carbonari italiani … «Restammo così per qualche istante, perché il tempo passa veloce per coloro che si amano …». If you were, Graden Floe would soon divorce you; four minutes and a half, Cassilis.
The quicksands were of great extent at low water, and had an infamous reputation in the country. Up to that moment the banker had given no sign of life, and I, at least, had supposed him to be still lying in a faint; but he replied at once, and in such tones as I have never heard elsewhere, save from a delirious patient, adjured and besought us not to desert him. The trio looked singularly foreign to the bleak dirty street in which they were standing, and the dark grey heaven that overspread them; and I confess my incredulity received at that moment a shock from which it never recovered. Hour after hour passed, and still no sign of Northmour. Why had he sought to kill me? While I was thus reflecting, a second lantern drew near me from the beach. It was strange to myself that, while I read these details, I continued rather to sympathise with Mr. If you think I mean harm to you or yours, madam, the remedy is in your hand.
This is a Very Good Copy of this book in original cloth with pictorial front cover and spine,housed in a Fair Only but rare Dust-Jacket with some loss to the base of spine,along top edge of the rear cover and head of spine,the front cover is detached from spine and the wrapper is lacking it's rear dust-jacket flap. As you advanced into it from coastward, elders were succeeded by other hardy shrubs; but the timber was all stunted and bushy; it led a life of conflict; the trees were accustomed to swing there all night long in fierce winter tempests; and even in early spring, the leaves were already flying, and autumn was beginning, in this exposed plantation. It was nine years before I revisited the neighbourhood. While I was thus busied, I mentally declared war against Northmour and his mystery. At the same moment I knocked him head over heels.
It may weary you or not, Mr. I told her what had happened; and, though her cheek grew visibly paler, she retained perfect control over her senses. I will tell you so much; you are right; we are in dreadful, dreadful danger, and you share it by remaining where you are. The writing is Stevenson at his best, wry, funny, yet at the same time completely gripping. Il tema del vagabondaggio ottocentesco in terra di scozia sarebbe stato fantastico, da solo pane per un intero romanzo.