The Brass Bottle. F. Anstey

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       F. Anstey

      The Brass Bottle

      Published by Good Press, 2019

       [email protected]

      EAN 4057664625038

       CHAPTER I

       HORACE VENTIMORE RECEIVES A COMMISSION

       CHAPTER II

       A CHEAP LOT

       CHAPTER III

       AN UNEXPECTED OPENING

       CHAPTER IV

       AT LARGE

       CHAPTER V

       CARTE BLANCHE

       CHAPTER VI

       EMBARRAS DE RICHESSES

       CHAPTER VII

       "GRATITUDE—A LIVELY SENSE OF FAVOURS TO COME"

       CHAPTER VIII

       BACHELOR'S QUARTERS

       CHAPTER IX

       "PERSICOS ODI, PUER, APPARATUS"

       CHAPTER X

       NO PLACE LIKE HOME!

       CHAPTER XI

       A FOOL'S PARADISE

       CHAPTER XII

       THE MESSENGER OF HOPE

       CHAPTER XIII

       A CHOICE OF EVILS

       CHAPTER XIV

       "SINCE THERE'S NO HELP, COME, LET US KISS AND PART!"

       CHAPTER XV

       BLUSHING HONOURS

       CHAPTER XVI

       A KILLING FROST

       CHAPTER XVII

       HIGH WORDS

       CHAPTER XVIII

       A GAME OF BLUFF

       THE EPILOGUE

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      "This day six weeks—just six weeks ago!" Horace Ventimore said, half aloud, to himself, and pulled out his watch. "Half-past twelve—what was I doing at half-past twelve?"

      As he sat at the window of his office in Great Cloister Street, Westminster, he made his thoughts travel back to a certain glorious morning in August which now seemed so remote and irrecoverable. At this precise time he was waiting on the balcony of the Hôtel de la Plage—the sole hostelry of St. Luc-en-Port, the tiny Normandy watering-place upon which, by some happy inspiration, he had lighted during a solitary cycling tour—waiting until She should appear.

      He could see the whole scene: the tiny cove, with the violet shadow of the cliff sleeping on the green water; the swell of the waves lazily lapping against the diving-board from which he had plunged half an hour before; he remembered the long swim out to the buoy; the exhilarated anticipation with which he had dressed and climbed the steep path to the hotel terrace.

      For was he not to pass the whole remainder of that blissful day in Sylvia Futvoye's society?

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