Selected Short StoriesClaude Moore Fuess Charles E. Merrill Company, 1914 - 246 oldal |
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AMBITIOUS GUEST Amontillado asked auld Auvergnat Brimmington called CASK OF AMONTILLADO Christmas Coppée's Coppy cried dark death Denis devil door Dougal EDGAR ALLAN POE eyes face father fire Fortunato FRANÇOIS COPPÉE Frio Kid Gavin girl gudesire hand head heard heart Hector HENRY CUYLER BUNNER honor horse humorous side Jean François KENNETH GRAHAME Laird Lane laughed light looked madam matter mind Miss Allardyce Monsieur de Beaulieu narrative never night ower passed paused Poe's Redgauntlet replied ride Rosita round Savinien seemed Short Story Signal-Man siller Sir John Sire de Malétroit Skinner smile Sparhawk Steenie Stevenson stood stranger tale Tammas tell things thought Tom Walker took turned voice Walker wasna Wee Willie Winkie Weel Whigs wife wind woman word Write a Short young
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73. oldal - I must not only punish, but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.
77. oldal - are extensive." "The Montresors," I replied, "were a great and numerous family." "I forget your arms." "A huge human foot d'or, in a field azure; the foot crushes a serpent rampant whose fangs are imbedded in the heel.
29. oldal - I think," continued the stranger, "and that is like mony a man's courage, that thinks he wad do great things till he come to the proof." My gudesire scarce listened to this, but spurred his horse, with "Gude e'en to you, freend." But it's like the stranger was ane that doesna lightly yield his point; for, ride as Steenie liked, he was aye beside him at the selfsame pace. At last my gudesire, Steenie Steenson, grew half angry, and, to say the truth, half feared.
19. oldal - Dougal thought ; but because he didna like to part wi' my gudesire aff the grund. Dougal was glad to see Steenie, and brought him into the great oak parlour, and there sat the Laird his leesome lane, excepting that he had beside him a great, ill-favoured jackanape, that was a special pet of his ; a cankered beast it was, and mony an ill-natured trick it played — ill to please it was, and easily angered — ran about the haill castle, chattering and yowling, and pinching, and biting folk, specially...
73. oldal - For the most part their enthusiasm is adopted to suit the time and opportunity — to practice imposture upon the British and Austrian millionaires. In painting and gemmary Fortunato, like his countrymen, was a quack, — but in the matter of old wines he was sincere. In this respect I did not differ from him materially: I was skilful in the Italian vintages myself, and bought largely whenever I could.
111. oldal - ... venerable sweetness. Age, probably in consequence of inordinate precautions, had left no mark upon his hands; and the Male'troit hand was famous. It would be difficult to imagine anything at once so fleshy and so delicate in design; the taper, sensual fingers were like those of one of Leonardo's women; the fork of the thumb made a dimpled protuberance when closed; the nails were perfectly shaped, and of a dead, surprising whiteness. It rendered his aspect tenfold more redoubtable, that a man...
15. oldal - Ye maun have heard of Sir Robert Redgauntlet of that ilk, who lived in these parts before the dear years. The country will lang mind him; and our fathers used to draw breath thick if ever they heard him named. He was out wi' the Hielandmen in Montrose's time; and again he was in the hills wi...
17. oldal - And so he became a Tory, as they ca' it, which we now ca' Jacobites, just out of a kind of needcessity, that he might belang to some side or other. He had nae...
32. oldal - There was the fierce Middleton, and the dissolute Rothes, and the crafty Lauderdale; and Dalyell, with his bald head and a beard to his girdle; and Earlshall, with Cameron's blude on his hand; and wild Bonshaw, that tied blessed Mr. Cargill's limbs till the blude sprung; and Dumbarton Douglas, the twiceturned traitor baith to country and king. There was the Bluidy Advocate MacKenyie, who, for his worldly wit and wisdom, had been to the rest as a god. And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when...
32. oldal - My gudesire kend mony that had long before gane to their place, for often had he piped to the most part in the hall of Redgauntlet. There was the fierce Middleton, and the dissolute Rothes...