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The High Street of the town consists of two rows of one-storeyed hovels, squeezed close one against another. At the end of the street stood an old, long, two-storeyed house, kept by a retired...

A fierce battle was fought upon a long summer day when the waving grass was green. Nature soon recovered Her serenity and smiled upon the guilty battle - ground. Doctor Jeddler was a great...

Father Brown was made of two men, but Major Putnam was a bald-headed, bull-necked man, short and very broad, with a kind of innocent grin on his face. He led the way into his house without further...

Bachmann sat on a bench in the shade that smelled sickly with blossom and watched as the sergeant took command and the little company moved forward. Bachmann mounted the small, quick-hurrying tram...

With the promise of a viewing of a lost Leonardo masterpiece, a man visits the home of the obsessive Dr. Lombard and his daughter.

This time he is a race car driver who struggles with recurrent sing-song strings of rhyming words that run through his mind. He can't access the mythology of race car drivers in television shows.

I first saw the gentleman whose story I am going to tell through my glass partition. I conceived a very great aversion to that man the moment I thus saw him, and I hated him worse than ever the...

President Hamilear Poussevain withdrew the Wilmot Electric Light concession, surrounded the power-house with his barefooted army, and fired Billy. Billy left the Cafe Ducrot and made his way to the...

I had made up my mind that I would spend my vacation seeking adventures, but Kinney protested that this was no way to spend a vacation or to invite adventure. Friday night came and found us...

Gubin was in a tavern, where I first saw him. He reminded me of a homeless dog, and his words caused his lips to bare stumps and gums amid which they lost their way, became disintegrated...

A captain of a small cat boat noticed something floating to the leeward and reached out his hand for it. Inside was a piece of paper that read: "I am John Jones who writes this letter my ship is...

Bianchon, a physician to whom science owes a fine system of theoretical physiology, was isolated during his life by his egoism, and died in final impenitence, as do many noble geniuses. Horace...