Couching at the DoorPickle Partners Publishing, 21 okt 2016 - 199 pagina's In this collection of dark, supernatural tales the esteemed author D. K. Broster gave full reign to her vivid imagination. Sometimes—as in “The Window” or “The Pestering,” or “All Soul’s Day”—these are what we might call ‘explainable’ ghost stories: apparitions or hauntings whose origin is to be found in some violent or unjust action in the past. Other stories, “Couching at the Door” and “From the Abyss,” have little or no explanation, even in supernatural terms. Add to these an elegant reworking of the Persephone myth, “The Taste of Pomegranates,” the downright bloodthirsty “Clairvoyance,” and the psychological studies, “The Promised Land” and “The Pavement” which so well merit the heading ‘Madness and Obsession’, and you have a collection to disturb and unsettle the strongest nerves. Literary historian Jack Adrian describes Couching at the Door as “a pure masterwork, one of the most satisfying weird collections of the century”. |
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... French windows, one of which was open to the garden. Pausing for inspiration—he was nearly at the end of his poem, 'Salutation to All Unbeliefs'—he let his eyes wander round the beautifully appointed room, with its cloisonné and Satsuma ...
... French windows, one of which was open to the garden. Pausing for inspiration—he was nearly at the end of his poem, 'Salutation to All Unbeliefs'—he let his eyes wander round the beautifully appointed room, with its cloisonné and Satsuma ...
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... French poems (which had to be smuggled into his native land) were signed Augustin—Augustin Lemarchant. Removing his gaze from the objectionable evidence of domestic carelessness upon the floor, Mr. Marchant now fixed it meditatively ...
... French poems (which had to be smuggled into his native land) were signed Augustin—Augustin Lemarchant. Removing his gaze from the objectionable evidence of domestic carelessness upon the floor, Mr. Marchant now fixed it meditatively ...
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... French window, feeling that he could never enter the house again. And perhaps, had it not been for the horrible knowledge just acquired that it could follow him, he might easily have gone away for good from Abbot's Medding and all his ...
... French window, feeling that he could never enter the house again. And perhaps, had it not been for the horrible knowledge just acquired that it could follow him, he might easily have gone away for good from Abbot's Medding and all his ...
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... French stamp. From Lawrence Storey, of course; to tell him—what? Where had he caught his first glimpse of it? In one of those oppressively furnished French bedrooms? And how had he taken it? At first, however, Augustine was not sure ...
... French stamp. From Lawrence Storey, of course; to tell him—what? Where had he caught his first glimpse of it? In one of those oppressively furnished French bedrooms? And how had he taken it? At first, however, Augustine was not sure ...
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... it went over. They were lying on the back seat.' I went back to my chambers worried much less about the past, the girl in the French mountains, or even Daphne's dreams of her, than over Daphne's own present waking condition. But worry was.
... it went over. They were lying on the back seat.' I went back to my chambers worried much less about the past, the girl in the French mountains, or even Daphne's dreams of her, than over Daphne's own present waking condition. But worry was.
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CLAIRVOYANCE 36 | |
THE PAVEMENT 49 | |
THE WINDOW 60 | |
JUGGERNAUT 73 | |
THE PROMISED LAND 87 | |
THE PESTERING 104 | |
THE TASTE OF POMEGRANATES 132 | |
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