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pubOne.info thank you for your continued support and wish to present you this new edition. If I speak of myself in this story, it is because I have been deeply involved in its startling events, events doubtless among the most extraordinary which this twentieth century will witness. Sometimes I even ask myself if all this has really happened, if its...

pubOne.info thank you for your continued support and wish to present you this new edition. The dance was over. From the great house on the hill the guests had all departed and only the musicians remained. As they filed out through the ample doorway, on their way home, the first faint streak of early dawn became visible in the east. One of them, a...

It was in fat Madame Fontaine's little cafe at Bar la Rose, that Norman village by the sea, that I announced my decision. It being market-day the cafe was noisy with peasants, and the crooked street without jammed with carts. Monsieur Torin, the butcher, opposite me, leaned back heavily from his glass of applejack and roared....

pubOne.info present you this new edition. To Madame la Princesse Caroline Galitzin de Genthod, nee Comtesse Walewska. Homage and remembrances of...

pubOne.info present you this new edition. It may be well to state that the incident of the "e;Thing that bites"e; recorded in this tale is not an effort of the imagination. On the contrary, it is "e;plagiarized. "e; Mandara, a well-known chief on the east coast of Africa, has such an article, and uses it. In the same way the wicked...

pubOne.info present you this new edition. On the 22nd of January, 1793, towards eight o'clock in the evening, an old lady came down the steep street that comes to an end opposite the Church of Saint Laurent in the Faubourg Saint Martin. It had snowed so heavily all day long that the lady's footsteps were scarcely audible; the streets were...