The Riddle of the Sands

by Erskine Childers

I HAVE read of men who, when forced by their calling to live for long periods in utter solitude-save for a few black fac...

Animal Farm

by George Orwell

Nous sommes à la ferme, à la tombée de la nuit, alors que M.Jones vient de rentrer du pub. Il est ce soir bien trop émé...

Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus

by Mary Shelley

In the introduction to the 1831 edition of Frankenstein, Mary Shelley presents herself as "the daughter of two persons o...

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

The Napoleon of Notting Hill

by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Just So Stories

by Rudyard Kipling

IN THE sea, once upon a time, O my Best Beloved, there was a Whale, and he ate fishes.

The Innocence of Father Brown (Father Brown Mystery)

by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Between the silver ribbon of morning and the green glittering ribbon of sea, the boat touched Harwich and let loose a sw...

Treasure Island

by Robert Louis Stevenson

SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Doctor Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars ab...

The Man Who Was Thursday

by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The suburb of Saffron Park lay on the sunset side of London, as red and ragged as a cloud of sunset.

Bleak House

by Charles Dickens

LONDON. MICHAELMAS TERM LATELY OVER, AND THE LORD Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall.

Jude the Obscure

by Thomas Hardy

A Tale of Two Cities

by Charles Dickens

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the...

The Lost World

by Arthur Conan Doyle

Mr. Hungerton, her father, really was the most tactless person upon earth-a fluffy, feathery, untidy cockatoo of a man, ...

Sense and Sensibility

by Jane Austen

THE family of Dashwood had been long settled in Sussex.

The Phoenix and the Carpet

by Edith Nesbit

It began with the day when it was almost the Fifth of November, and a doubt arose in some breast - Robert's, I fancy - a...

Jacob's Room

by Virginia Woolf

So of course," wrote Betty Flanders, pressing her heels rather deeper in the sand, "there was nothing for it but to leav...

The Jewel of Seven Stars

by Bram Stoker

IT all seemed so real that I could hardly imagine that it had ever occurred before; and yet each episode came, not as a ...

Emma

by Jane Austen

Jane Austen was born on December 16, 1775, in the year before the American Declaration of Independence, and she died on ...

The Secret Garden

by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Near everyone agreed Mary Lennox was a most disagreeable child.

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.