The Other World E-Book

Frank Frankfort Moore

• Herausgeber: Frank Frankfort Moore
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

This Other World is indeed not so far distant from our own that is ruled by the sunne and moon. Therein the Prince of the Power of the Air hath his dominion, whose servants are the Witch and the Warlock,... the Night hagge,... and those that some, for want of a better name, term Ghosts, Ghouls (breeders of sadde dreams),... also the Hob Goblin (himself a foul fiend, albeit full of pranks),... Lyars all, but dangerous to trajfick with and very treacherous to Mankind. They lure to Perdition soone or late.

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Frank Frankfort Moore

The Other World

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Table of contents

A PROVIDENTIAL ESCAPE.

"MAGIC IN THE WEB OF IT."

THE BASELESS FABRIC

BLACK AS HE IS PAINTED.

THE GHOST OF BARMOUTH MANOR.

THE BLOOD ORANGES

THE STRANGE STORY OF NORTHAVON PRIORY.

"This Other World is indeed not so far distant from our own that is ruled by the sunne and moon. Therein the Prince of the Power of the Air hath his dominion, whose servants are the Witch and the Warlock,... the Night hagge,... and those that some, for want of a better name, term Ghosts, Ghouls (breeders of sadde dreams),... also the Hob Goblin (himself a foul fiend, albeit full of pranks),... Lyars all, but dangerous to trajfick with and very treacherous to Mankind. They lure to Perdition soone or late."

A PROVIDENTIAL ESCAPE.

The majority of the passengers aboard the steam yacht Bluebottle said that it was anybody's game. In the smoking-room—when neither Somers nor Norgate was present of course—the betting varied daily according to the events of the day. At first the odds were slightly in favour of Teddy Somers—yes, she undoubtedly gave signs of enjoying the companionship of Mr Somers. She had been seen by trustworthy witnesses standing behind him while he sketched with a rapid pencil the group of Portuguese boatmen surrounding the solitary Scotchman, who had got the better of them all in a bargain, within the first hour of the arrival of the yacht in Funchal Bay. Afterwards she had been noticed carefully gumming the drawing upon a cardboard mount. Would a girl take all that trouble about a man unless she had a sincere regard for him? was the question which a sapient one put to a section of his fellow passengers, accompanying an offer of three to one on Somers.

But after a pause, which somehow seemed to suggest an aggregation of thought—the pauses of a conscientious smoker are frequently fraught with suggestions—a youth who had been accused of writing poetry, but whose excellent cigars did much to allay that suspicion, remarked—"What you say about the drawing suggests that the girl takes an interest in him, and that would be fatal to her falling in love with him." There was another long pause, during which the smokers looked at one another, carefully refraining from glancing at the speaker, until the man who had offered the odds said—

"Do you mean to tell us that a girl's being interested in a chap isn't the first step to her falling in love with him?"