Short Stories

Clair De Lune

Abbe Marignan’s martial name suited him well. He was a tall, thin priest, fanatic, excitable, yet upright. All his beliefs […]

Short Stories

Araby

North Richmond Street, being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers’ School set the

Short Stories

The Kiss

At eight o’clock on the evening of the twentieth of May all the six batteries of the N—- Reserve Artillery

Short Stories

The Pearl of Love

The pearl is lovelier than the most brilliant of crystalline stones, the moralist declares, because it is made through the

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