THE ROLL-CALL OF THE REEF
‘Yes, sir,’ said my host the quarryman, reaching down the relics from their hook in…
THE SENIOR FELLOW.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch There is at Oxford a small college, with a small bursar’s…
THE KEEPERS OF THE LAMP.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch It was in a purple twilight of May that I first…
THREE PHOTOGRAPHS.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch “Photograph all the prisoners? But why?” demanded Sir Felix Felix-Williams. Old…
JOHN AND THE GHOSTS.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch In the kingdom of Illyria there lived, not long ago, a…
THE BRIDALS OF YSSELMONDE.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch When the Grand Duke Ferdinand of Carinthia travelled in state to…
COX VERSUS PRETYMAN.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch We are not litigious in Troy, and we obey the laws…
CONCERNING ST. JOHN OF JERUSALEM.
By Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch Let those who know my affection for Troy consider what my…
THE BURGLARY CLUB.
Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch “Yes,” said the Judge, “I ought by this time to know…
PARSON JACK’S FORTUNE.
by Arthur Quiller-Couch I. From Langona church tower you see nothing of the Atlantic but…