短篇小说 | The Dreamer
The dream look was deeper than ever in his eyes. He had just sold two books of devotion to an elderly Canon.
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短篇小说 | On The Day of the Crucifixion
On that terrible day, when the universal injustice was committed and Jesus Christ was crucified in Golgotha among robbers--on that day, from early morning, Ben-Tovit, a tradesman of Jerusalem, suffered from an unendurable toothache.
短篇小说 | A Respectable Woman
Mrs. Baroda was a little provoked to learn that her husband expected his friend, Gouvernail, up to spend a week or two on the plantation.
短篇小说 | A Chameleon
THE police superintendent Otchumyelov is walking across the market square wearing a new overcoat and carrying a parcel under his arm.
短篇小说 | A Dead Woman's Secret
The woman had died without pain, quietly, as a woman should whose life had been blameless.
短篇小说 | The Romance of a Busy Broker
Pitcher, confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, broker, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise to visit his usually expressionless countenance when his employer briskly entered at half past nine in company with his young lady stenographer.
短篇小说 | The Cats of Ulthar
It is said that in Ulthar, which lies beyond the river Skai, no man may kill a cat; and this I can verily believe as I gaze upon him who sitteth purring before the fire.
短篇小说 | The Open Window
Privately he doubted more than ever whether these formal visits on a succession of total strangers would do much towards helping the nerve cure which he was supposed to be undergoing
短篇小说 | Witches' Loaves
Miss Martha Meacham kept the little bakery on the corner (the one where you go up three steps, and the bell tinkles when you open the door).
短篇小说 | A Vine on a House
About three miles from the little town of Norton, in Missouri, on the road leading to Maysville, stands an old house that was last occupied by a family named Harding.
短篇小说 | The Terrible Old Man
It was the design of Angelo Ricci and Joe Czanek and Manuel Silva to call on the Terrible Old Man.
短篇小说 | The Little Match Girl
Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year.
