Short stories around 33 minutes
Explore captivating short stories around 33 minutes and indulge in the rich narratives of this curated collection. Immerse yourself in a world of imagination.
Hunters in the Snow
Tub had been waiting for an hour in the falling snow. He jumped back and ran for the steps of the building. They left Spokane and drove deep into the country, stopping twice for coffee. They hunted...
Winter Sport
Archie was firm that Peter should come and skate too, and Dahlia couldn't possibly get through Calais and Pontarlier without declaring Peter. Simpson hastily disclaimed any intention of marrying...
The Novel of the White Powder
My father, Major-General Wyn Leicester, a distinguished officer of artillery, succumbed five years ago to a complicated liver complaint acquired in the deadly climate of India. My brother Francis,...
Pickman's Model
Eliot thought Pickman was crazy, but he was lucky to be sane. I should have known you wouldn't have dropped Pickman for the same silly reasons that fussy old women like Dr. Reid or Joe Minot or...
The Lurking Fear
Arthur left a silent motor-car and tramped up Tempest Mountain with two armed companions, where they dragged a wide four-poster bedstead from another room, where they discovered a man who possessed...
Billy Maloney's Taste of Love and Glory
A bare-legged Celtic brother of the gentle craft falls in love with a little Molly Donovan in Coolnamoe. Billy Malowney and Molly Donovan fell out one evening at ould Tom Dundon's wake. Bill...
Madam Crowl's Ghost
Twenty years have passed since you last saw Mrs. Jolliffe's tall slim figure. She is now past seventy and is taking care of adult invalids. Dame Arabella Crowl's ghost came to Applewale House,...
The Dead Sexton
Toby Crooke, the sexton, was lying dead in the old coach-house in the inn yard, but returned, a reformed man at the ripe age of forty. He became the sexton of Golden Friars. The Vicar saw two men...
Odour of Chrysanthemums
A small locomotive engine came clanking, and the smoke from the engine sank and cleaved to the rough grass. A mother and son stood at the foot of the three steps, and the mother watched her son's...
The Last Laugh
Three people confusedly emerged from a tall, dark Georgian house, and a girl paused and watched a man in a bowler hat. A man in a bowler hat chased after a woman in a black shawl with fringe in the...
The Thorn in the Flesh
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...
Thurnley Abbey
Three years ago I met Alastair Colvin on the Friday evening mail-train to Brindisi. When I was travelling in India some years ago, John Broughton told me that he had decided to marry and settle...