Old Fires
Old Fires and Profitable Ghosts: A Book of Stories
作者：Quiller-Couch, Arthur, 1863-1944
体例：题 章数：69
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章节目录
共 69 题- OLD FIRES AND PROFITABLE GHOSTS.
- A Book of Stories
- A. T. QUILLER-COUCH.
- PREFACE
- Q.
- CONTENTS
- I. OCEANUS.
- II. THE SEVENTH MAN.
- III. THE ROOM OF MIRRORS.
- IV. A PAIR OF HANDS.
- V. THE LADY OF THE SHIP.
- VI. FROZEN MARGIT.
- VII. THE SINGULAR ADVENTURE OF A SMALL FREE-TRADER.
- VIII. THE MYSTERY OF JOSEPH LAQUEDEM.
- IX. PRISONERS OF WAR.
- X. A TOWN'S MEMORY.
- XI. THE LADY OF THE RED ADMIRALS.
- XII. THE PENANCE OF JOHN EMMET.
- XIII. ELISHA.
- XIV. "ONCE ABOARD THE LUGGER".
- XV. WHICH?
- OCEANUS
- II
- III
- IV
- THE SEVENTH MAN.
- A log spluttered. Then the invalid's voice clattered in--
- Long Ede murmured: "Take us the foxes, the little foxes . . ."
- Suddenly the sick man's voice quavered out--
- THE ROOM OF MIRRORS
- He checked himself, eyed me again, and resumed in his old voice--
- I put out my hand to the revolver, hesitated, and withdrew it.
- A PAIR OF HANDS
- AN OLD MAID'S GHOST-STORY
- And this was Miss Le Petyt's story:--
- THE LADY OF THE SHIP
- FROZEN MARGIT
- Capt. W. "I've come to trade."
- Self. "Then you have come, sir, to a very bad ship."
- Self. "You wish to buy, of course."
- Capt. W. "Not at all. I'm here to sell."
- Self. "What, pray?"
- Self. "Now, where on earth could you have picked that up?"
- Self. "What do you ask?"
- THE SINGULAR ADVENTURE OF A SMALL FREE-TRADER
- THE MYSTERY OF JOSEPH LAQUEDEM
- I pointed to the exact spot.
- But the girl's voice went on steadily as if repeating a lesson:--
- He nodded. "_I_ have done that; or rather, love has done it."
- I waited.
- PRISONERS OF WAR
- A REPORTED TALE OF ARDEVORA
- A TOWN'S MEMORY
- A PENDANT TO THE FOREGOING
- THE LADY OF THE RED ADMIRALS
- I could only murmur that a great deal depended on circumstances.
- She smiled rather sadly. "They take a deal of disentangling."
- I read--
- THE PENANCE OF JOHN EMMET.
- I saw that he had something more to say, and waited.
- I let out a low whistle. "A smuggling job?" I suggested.
- He sipped his wine, and went on meditatively--
- I nodded.
- I nodded again, for I knew the inscriptions pretty well by heart.
- ELISHA
- Still there came no answer. Slightly nettled, the old man went on--
- The woman threw a glance down towards the valley, and answered quickly--
- WHICH?
- He plunged a hand into his pocket. "I daresay, now, you're starving?"