Arthur Quiller-Couch


Titles in Fiction category:

  • Delectable Duchy, The

    A week ago, my friend the Journalist wrote to remind me that once upon a time I had offered him a bed in my cottage at Troy and promised to show him the beauties of the place. He was about (he said) to give himself a fortnight's holiday, and had some notion of using that time to learn wha ...

  • I Saw Three Ships

    In those west-country parishes where but a few years back the feast of Christmas Eve was usually prolonged with cake and cider, "crowding," and "geese dancing," till the ancient carols ushered in the day, a certain languor not seldom pervaded the services of the Church a few hours later. ...

  • True Tilda

    "That it may please Thee to preserve all that travel by land or by water . . . all sick persons, and young children."--THE LITANY.

  • Two Scouts, The

    In the following chapters I shall leave speaking of my own adventures and say something of a man whose exploits during the campaigns of 1811-1812 fell but a little short of mine. I do so the more readily because he bore my own patronymic, and was after a fashion my kinsman; and I make bol ...

  • Westcotes, The

    A mural tablet in Axcester Parish Church describes Endymion Westcote as "a conspicuous example of that noblest work of God, the English Country Gentleman." Certainly he was a typical one.

Titles in Short Stories category:

  • "Once Aboard the Lugger"

    Early last Fall there died in Troy an old man and his wife. The woman went first, and the husband took a chill at her grave's edge, when he stood bareheaded in a lashing shower. The loose earth crumbled under his feet, trickled over, and dropped on her coffin-lid. Through two long nigh ...

  • Blue Pantomime, A

    I. HOW I DINED AT THE "INDIAN QUEENS."

  • Captain Dick and Captain Jacka

    A REPORTED TALE OF TWO FRIGATES AND TWO LUGGERS

  • D'Arfet's Vengeance

    The Story is Told by Dom Bartholomew Perestrello, Governor of the Island of Porto Santo.

  • Disenchantment of 'Lizabeth, The

    "So you reckon I've got to die?"

  • Elisha

    A rough track--something between a footpath and a water course--led down the mountain-side through groves of evergreen oak, and reached the Plain of Jezreel at the point where the road from Samaria and the south divided into two--its main stem still climbing due north towards Nazareth, wh ...

  • Frozen Margit

    A Narrative of the sufferings of Mr. Obed Lanyon, of Vellingey-Saint Agnes, Cornwall; Margit Lanyon, his wife; and seventeen persons (mostly Americans) shipwrecked among the Quinaiult Tribes of the N.W. Coast of America, in the winter of 1807-8. With some remarkable Experiences of the ...

  • Haunted Dragoon, The

    Beside the Plymouth road, as it plunges down-hill past Ruan Lanihale church towards Ruan Cove, and ten paces beyond the lych-gate--where the graves lie level with the coping, and the horseman can decipher their inscriptions in passing, at the risk of a twisted neck--the base of the church ...

  • Lady of the Red Admirals, The
    "All day within the dreamy house
       The doors upon their hinges creak'd,
    The blue fly sung in the pane; the mouse
       Behind the mouldering wainscot shrieked,
    Or from the crevice peer'd about,
       Old faces glimmer'd thro' the doors,
       Old footsteps trod the upper floors,
    Old voi
  • Lady of the Ship, The

    [Or so much as is told of her by Paschal Tonkin, steward and major-domo to the lamented John Milliton, of Pengersick Castle, in Cornwall: of her coming in the Portugal Ship, anno 1526; her marriage with the said Milliton and alleged sorceries; with particulars of the Barbary men wrecke ...

  • Laird's Luck, The

    I

  • Margery of Lawhibbet

    A Story of 1644

  • Midsummer Fires

    I

  • Mystery of Joseph Laquedem, The

    A Jew, unfortunately slain on the sands of Sheba Cove, in the parish of Ruan Lanihale, August 15, 1810: or so much of it as is hereby related by the Rev. Endymion Trist, B.D., then vicar of that parish, in a letter to a friend.

  • Oceanus

    I

  • Omnibus, The    

    All that follows was spoken in a small tavern, a stone's throw from Cheapside, the day before I left London. It was spoken in a dull voice, across a greasy table-cloth, and amid an atmosphere so thick with the reek of cooking that one longed to change it for the torrid street again, to br ...

  • Pair of Hands, A

    AN OLD MAID'S GHOST-STORY

  • Penance of John Emmet, The

    I have thought fit in this story to alter all the names involved and disguise the actual scene of it: and have done this so carefully that, although the story has a key, the reader who should search for it would not only waste his time but miss even the poor satisfaction of having guessed ...

  • Phoebus on Halzaphron
      "God! of whom music
        And song and blood are pure,
      The day is never darkened
        That had thee here obscure."
  • Poisoned Ice, The

    We were four in the patio. And the patio was magnificent, with a terrace of marble running round its four sides, and in the middle a fountain splashing in a marble basin. I will not swear to the marble; for I was a boy of ten at the time, and that is a long while ago. But I ...

  • Prisoners of War

    A REPORTED TALE OF ARDEVORA

  • Room of Mirrors, The

    A late hansom came swinging round the corner into Lennox Gardens, cutting it so fine that the near wheel ground against the kerb and jolted the driver in his little seat. The jingle of bells might have warned me; but the horse's hoofs came noiselessly on the half-frozen snow, which lay j ...

  • Seventh Man, The

    In a one-roomed hut, high within the Arctic Circle, and only a little south of the eightieth parallel, six men were sitting--much as they had sat, evening after evening, for months. They had a clock, and by it they divided the hours into day and night. As a matter of fact, it was always ...

  • Singular Adventure of a Small Free-Trader, The

    [The events which are to be narrated happened in the spring of 1803, and just before the rupture of the Peace of Amiens between our country and France; but were related to my grandfather in 1841 by one Yann, or Jean, Riel, a Breton "merchant," alias smuggler--whether or not a descendan ...

  • Three Men of Badajos

    I

  • Town's Memory, A

    A PENDANT TO THE FOREGOING

  • Two Householders, The

    Extract from the Memoirs of Gabriel Foot, Highwayman.

  • Which?

    The scene was a street in the West End of London, a little south of Eaton Square: the hour just twenty-five minutes short of midnight.