短篇小说 | The Princess And The Puma
"Bully for you!" thundered Whispering Ben from the darkness of the royal chamber.
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短篇小说 | The Fly
He took out his handkerchief and passed it inside his collar. For the life of him he could not remember.
短篇小说 | How I Edited an Agricultural Paper
I did not take temporary editorship of an agricultural paper without misgivings.
短篇小说 | Hyacinth
Hyacinth wriggled back, and sent a short ladder down through the window of the inner stye.
短篇小说 | Springtime a la Carte
Never, never begin a story this way when you write one. No opening could possibly be worse.
短篇小说 | The Last Dream of Old Oak
IN the forest, high up on the steep shore, and not far from the open seacoast, stood a very old oak-tree.
短篇小说 | After the Race
THE cars came scudding in towards Dublin, running evenly like pellets in the groove of the Naas Road.
短篇小说 | The Unrest-Cure
"I don't suppose," mused Clovis, as an early train bore him townwards, "that they will be in the least grateful for the Unrest-cure."
短篇小说 | Babes in the Jungle
Two years afterward I found that I couldn't remember the names of the Russian admirals, and I noticed some gray hairs over my left ear; so I knew the time had arrived for me to take Silver's advice.
短篇小说 | The Lumber Room
The children were to be driven, as a special treat, to the sands at Jagborough. Nicholas was not to be of the party; he was in disgrace.
短篇小说 | A True Story, Repeated Word for Word As I Heard It
"Oh, no, Misto C -- , I hain't had no trouble. An' no joy!"
短篇小说 | Two Friends
Besieged Paris was in the throes of famine. Even the sparrows on the roofs and the rats in the sewers were growing scarce. People were eating anything they could get.
