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When William Came - Chapter XIX: THE LITTLE FOXES When William Came - Chapter XIX: THE LITTLE FOXES

When William Came - Chapter XIX: THE LITTLE FOXES
CHAPTER XIX: THE LITTLE FOXES"Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines"On a warm and sunny May afternoon, some ten months since Yeovil's return from his Siberian wanderings and sickness, Cicely sat at a small table in the open-air restaurant in Hyde Park, finishing her after-luncheon coffee and listening to the meritorious performance of the orchestra. Opposite her sat Larry Meadowfield, absorbed for the moment in the slow enjoyment of a cigarette, which also was not without its short-lived merits. Larry was a well-dressed youngster, who was, in Cicely's opinion, distinctly good to look on--an opinion which the... Long Stories - Post by : treefree - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 1847

When William Came - Chapter XVIII: THE DEAD WHO DO NOT UNDERSTAND When William Came - Chapter XVIII: THE DEAD WHO DO NOT UNDERSTAND

When William Came - Chapter XVIII: THE DEAD WHO DO NOT UNDERSTAND
CHAPTER XVIII: THE DEAD WHO DO NOT UNDERSTANDThe pale light of a November afternoon faded rapidly into the dusk of a November evening. Far over the countryside housewives put up their cottage shutters, lit their lamps, and made the customary remark that the days were drawing in. In barn yards and poultry-runs the greediest pullets made a final tour of inspection, picking up the stray remaining morsels of the evening meal, and then, with much scrambling and squawking, sought the places on the roosting-pole that they thought should belong to them. Labourers working in yard and field began to turn their... Long Stories - Post by : ClickBankJen - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2453

When William Came - Chapter XVII: THE EVENT OF THE SEASON When William Came - Chapter XVII: THE EVENT OF THE SEASON

When William Came - Chapter XVII: THE EVENT OF THE SEASON
CHAPTER XVII: THE EVENT OF THE SEASONIn the first swelter room of the new Osmanli Baths in Cork Street four or five recumbent individuals, in a state of moist nudity and self-respecting inertia, were smoking cigarettes or making occasional pretence of reading damp newspapers. A glass wall with a glass door shut them off from the yet more torrid regions of the further swelter chambers; another glass partition disclosed the dimly-lit vault where other patrons of the establishment had arrived at the stage of being pounded and kneaded and sluiced by Oriental-looking attendants. The splashing and trickling of taps, the flip-flap... Long Stories - Post by : endbay - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 1304

When William Came - Chapter XVI: SUNRISE When William Came - Chapter XVI: SUNRISE

When William Came - Chapter XVI: SUNRISE
CHAPTER XVI: SUNRISEMrs. Kerrick sat at a little teak-wood table in the verandah of a low- pitched teak-built house that stood on the steep slope of a brown hillside. Her youngest child, with the grave natural dignity of nine- year old girlhood, maintained a correct but observant silence, looking carefully yet unobtrusively after the wants of the one guest, and checking from time to time the incursions of ubiquitous ants that were obstinately disposed to treat the table-cloth as a foraging ground. The wayfaring visitor, who was experiencing a British blend of Eastern hospitality, was a French naturalist, travelling thus far... Long Stories - Post by : MarkU - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 3166

When William Came - Chapter XV: THE INTELLIGENT ANTICIPATOR OF WANTS When William Came - Chapter XV: THE INTELLIGENT ANTICIPATOR OF WANTS

When William Came - Chapter XV: THE INTELLIGENT ANTICIPATOR OF WANTS
CHAPTER XV: THE INTELLIGENT ANTICIPATOR OF WANTSTwo of Yeovil's London clubs, the two that he had been accustomed to frequent, had closed their doors after the catastrophe. One of them had perished from off the face of the earth, its fittings had been sold and its papers lay stored in some solicitor's office, a tit-bit of material for the pen of some future historian. The other had transplanted itself to Delhi, whither it had removed its early Georgian furniture and its traditions, and sought to reproduce its St. James's Street atmosphere as nearly as the conditions of a tropical Asiatic city... Long Stories - Post by : jaryan11 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 3071

When William Came - Chapter XIV: 'A PERFECTLY GLORIOUS AFTERNOON' When William Came - Chapter XIV: "A PERFECTLY GLORIOUS AFTERNOON"

When William Came - Chapter XIV: 'A PERFECTLY GLORIOUS AFTERNOON'
CHAPTER XIV: "A PERFECTLY GLORIOUS AFTERNOON"It was one of the last days of July, cooled and freshened by a touch of rain and dropping back again to a languorous warmth. London looked at its summer best, rain-washed and sun-lit, with the maximum of coming and going in its more fashionable streets.Cicely Yeovil sat in a screened alcove of the Anchorage Restaurant, a feeding-ground which had lately sprung into favour. Opposite her sat Ronnie, confronting the ruins of what had been a dish of prawns in aspic. Cool and clean and fresh-coloured, he was good to look on in the eyes of... Long Stories - Post by : CalGolden - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2953

When William Came - Chapter XIII: TORYWOOD When William Came - Chapter XIII: TORYWOOD

When William Came - Chapter XIII: TORYWOOD
CHAPTER XIII: TORYWOODYeovil got out of the train at a small, clean, wayside station, and rapidly formed the conclusion that neatness, abundant leisure, and a devotion to the cultivation of wallflowers and wyandottes were the prevailing influences of the station-master's life. The train slid away into the hazy distance of trees and meadows, and left the traveller standing in a world that seemed to be made up in equal parts of rock garden, chicken coops, and whiskey advertisements. The station-master, who appeared also to act as emergency porter, took Yeovil's ticket with the gesture of a kind-hearted person brushing away a... Long Stories - Post by : RedSlug - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2843

When William Came - Chapter XII: THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS When William Came - Chapter XII: THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS

When William Came - Chapter XII: THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS
CHAPTER XII: THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONSThe train bearing Yeovil on his visit to Torywood slid and rattled westward through the hazy dreamland of an English summer landscape. Seen from the train windows the stark bare ugliness of the metalled line was forgotten, and the eye rested only on the green solitude that unfolded itself as the miles went slipping by. Tall grasses and meadow-weeds stood in deep shocks, field after field, between the leafy boundaries of hedge or coppice, thrusting themselves higher and higher till they touched the low sweeping branches of the trees that here and there overshadowed them. Broad streams,... Long Stories - Post by : adpower - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2157

When William Came - Chapter XI: THE TEA SHOP When William Came - Chapter XI: THE TEA SHOP

When William Came - Chapter XI: THE TEA SHOP
CHAPTER XI: THE TEA SHOPYeovil wandered down Piccadilly that afternoon in a spirit of restlessness and expectancy. The long-awaited Aufklarung dealing with the new law of military service had not yet appeared; at any moment he might meet the hoarse-throated newsboys running along with their papers, announcing the special edition which would give the terms of the edict to the public. Every sound or movement that detached itself with isolated significance from the general whirr and scurry of the streets seemed to Yeovil to herald the oncoming clamour and rush that he was looking for. But the long endless succession of... Long Stories - Post by : utopiart - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 953

When William Came - Chapter X: SOME REFLECTIONS AND A 'TE DEUM' When William Came - Chapter X: SOME REFLECTIONS AND A "TE DEUM"

When William Came - Chapter X: SOME REFLECTIONS AND A 'TE DEUM'
CHAPTER X: SOME REFLECTIONS AND A "TE DEUM"Cicely awoke, on the morning after the "memorable evening," with the satisfactory feeling of victory achieved, tempered by a troubled sense of having achieved it in the face of a reasonably grounded opposition. She had burned her boats, and was glad of it, but the reek of their burning drifted rather unpleasantly across the jubilant incense-swinging of her Te Deum service.Last night had marked an immense step forward in her social career; without running after the patronage of influential personages she had seen it quietly and tactfully put at her service. People such as... Long Stories - Post by : kdimm - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2650

When William Came - Chapter IX: AN EVENING 'TO BE REMEMBERED' When William Came - Chapter IX: AN EVENING "TO BE REMEMBERED"

When William Came - Chapter IX: AN EVENING 'TO BE REMEMBERED'
CHAPTER IX: AN EVENING "TO BE REMEMBERED"To the uninitiated or unappreciative the dancing of Gorla Mustelford did not seem widely different from much that had been exhibited aforetime by exponents of the posturing school. She was not naturally graceful of movement, she had not undergone years of arduous tutelage, she had not the instinct for sheer joyous energy of action that is stored in some natures; out of these unpromising negative qualities she had produced a style of dancing that might best be labelled a conscientious departure from accepted methods. The highly imaginative titles that she had bestowed on her dances,... Long Stories - Post by : JesusPhish - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2283

When William Came - Chapter VIII: THE FIRST-NIGHT When William Came - Chapter VIII: THE FIRST-NIGHT

When William Came - Chapter VIII: THE FIRST-NIGHT
CHAPTER VIII: THE FIRST-NIGHTHuge posters outside the Caravansery Theatre of Varieties announced the first performance of the uniquely interesting Suggestion Dances, interpreted by the Hon. Gorla Mustelford. An impressionist portrait of a rather severe-looking young woman gave the public some idea of what the danseuse might be like in appearance, and the further information was added that her performance was the greatest dramatic event of the season. Yet another piece of information was conveyed to the public a few minutes after the doors had opened, in the shape of large notices bearing the brief announcement, "house full." For the first-night function... Long Stories - Post by : merled - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 2963

When William Came - Chapter VII: THE LURE When William Came - Chapter VII: THE LURE

When William Came - Chapter VII: THE LURE
CHAPTER VII: THE LURECicely had successfully insisted on having her own way concerning the projected supper-party; Yeovil had said nothing further in opposition to it, whatever his feelings on the subject might be. Having gained her point, however, she was anxious to give her husband the impression of having been consulted, and to put her victory as far as possible on the footing of a compromise. It was also rather a relief to be able to discuss the matter out of range of Joan's disconcerting tongue and observant eyes."I hope you are not really annoyed about this silly supper-party," she said... Long Stories - Post by : rgonsal - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 1780

When William Came - Chapter VI: HERR VON KWARL When William Came - Chapter VI: HERR VON KWARL

When William Came - Chapter VI: HERR VON KWARL
CHAPTER VI: HERR VON KWARLHerr Von Kwarl sat at his favourite table in the Brandenburg Cafe, the new building that made such an imposing show (and did such thriving business) at the lower end of what most of its patrons called the Regentstrasse. Though the establishment was new it had already achieved its unwritten code of customs, and the sanctity of Herr von Kwarl's specially reserved table had acquired the authority of a tradition. A set of chessmen, a copy of the Kreuz Zeitung and the Times, and a slim- necked bottle of Rhenish wine, ice-cool from the cellar, were always... Long Stories - Post by : Huwtest - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 1413

When William Came - Chapter V: L'ART D'ETRE COUSINE When William Came - Chapter V: L'ART D'ETRE COUSINE

When William Came - Chapter V: L'ART D'ETRE COUSINE
CHAPTER V: L'ART D'ETRE COUSINEJoan Mardle had reached forty in the leisurely untroubled fashion of a woman who intends to be comely and attractive at fifty. She cultivated a jovial, almost joyous manner, with a top-dressing of hearty good will and good nature which disarmed strangers and recent acquaintances; on getting to know her better they hastily re-armed themselves. Some one had once aptly described her as a hedgehog with the protective mimicry of a puffball. If there was an awkward remark to be made at an inconvenient moment before undesired listeners, Joan invariably made it, and when the occasion did... Long Stories - Post by : Fabian_Lim - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 3384

When William Came - Chapter IV: 'ES IST VERBOTEN' When William Came - Chapter IV: "ES IST VERBOTEN"

When William Came - Chapter IV: 'ES IST VERBOTEN'
CHAPTER IV: "ES IST VERBOTEN"Yeovil wakened next morning to the pleasant sensation of being in a household where elaborate machinery for the smooth achievement of one's daily life was noiselessly and unceasingly at work. Fever and the long weariness of convalescence in indifferently comfortable surroundings had given luxury a new value in his eyes. Money had not always been plentiful with him in his younger days; in his twenty-eighth year he had inherited a fairly substantial fortune, and he had married a wealthy woman a few months later. It was characteristic of the man and his breed that the chief use... Long Stories - Post by : dingo1 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 897

When William Came - Chapter III: 'THE METSKIE TSAR' When William Came - Chapter III: "THE METSKIE TSAR"

When William Came - Chapter III: 'THE METSKIE TSAR'
CHAPTER III: "THE METSKIE TSAR""I was in the early stages of my fever when I got the first inkling of what was going on," said Yeovil to the doctor, as they sat over their coffee in a recess of the big smoking-room; "just able to potter about a bit in the daytime, fighting against depression and inertia, feverish as evening came on, and delirious in the night. My game tracker and my attendant were both Buriats, and spoke very little Russian, and that was the only language we had in common to converse in. In matters concerning food and sport we... Long Stories - Post by : megteetle - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 3139

When William Came - Chapter II: THE HOMECOMING When William Came - Chapter II: THE HOMECOMING

When William Came - Chapter II: THE HOMECOMING
CHAPTER II: THE HOMECOMINGMurrey Yeovil got out of the boat-train at Victoria Station, and stood waiting, in an attitude something between listlessness and impatience, while a porter dragged his light travelling kit out of the railway carriage and went in search of his heavier baggage with a hand-truck. Yeovil was a grey-faced young man, with restless eyes, and a rather wistful mouth, and an air of lassitude that was evidently only a temporary characteristic. The hot dusty station, with its blended crowds of dawdling and scurrying people, its little streams of suburban passengers pouring out every now and then from this... Long Stories - Post by : Captain_Kiwi - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 1381

When William Came - Chapter I: THE SINGING-BIRD AND THE BAROMETER When William Came - Chapter I: THE SINGING-BIRD AND THE BAROMETER

When William Came - Chapter I: THE SINGING-BIRD AND THE BAROMETER
CHAPTER I: THE SINGING-BIRD AND THE BAROMETERCicely Yeovil sat in a low swing chair, alternately looking at herself in a mirror and at the other occupant of the room in the flesh. Both prospects gave her undisguised satisfaction. Without being vain she was duly appreciative of good looks, whether in herself or in another, and the reflection that she saw in the mirror, and the young man whom she saw seated at the piano, would have come with credit out of a more severely critical inspection. Probably she looked longer and with greater appreciation at the piano player than at her... Long Stories - Post by : Fedele - Date : April 2012 - Author : Saki - Read : 781

The Unbearable Bassington - Chapter XVII The Unbearable Bassington - Chapter XVII

The Unbearable Bassington - Chapter XVII
The bleak rawness of a grey December day held sway over St. James'sPark, that sanctuary of lawn and tree and pool, into which thebourgeois innovator has rushed ambitiously time and again, to findthat he must take the patent leather from off his feet, for theground on which he stands is hallowed ground.In the lonely hour of early afternoon, when the workers had goneback to their work, and the loiterers were scarcely yet gatheredagain, Francesca Bassington made her way restlessly along thestretches of gravelled walk that bordered the ornamental water.The overmastering unhappiness that filled her heart and stifled herthinking powers found answering... Long Stories - Post by : roger7340 - Date : May 2011 - Author : Saki - Read : 2669