A Caribbean Mystery

by Agatha Christie

"Take all this business about Kenya," said Major Palgrave.

The Body in the Library

by Agatha Christie

Mrs. Bantry was dreaming.

Goodnight Moon

by Margaret Wise Brown

In the great green room

Lady Susan

by Jane Austen

Poirot investigates

by Agatha Christie

I was standing at the window of Poirot's rooms looking out idly on the street below.

Death Comes for the Archbishop

by Willa Cather

One afternoon in the autumn of 1851 a solitary horseman, followed by a pack-mule, was pushing through an arid stretch of...

Le roman du masque de fer

by Alexandre Dumas

SINCE Aramis's singular transformation into a confessor of the order, Baisemeaux was no longer the same man.

4:50 from Paddington

by Agatha Christie

Mrs. McGillicuddy panted along the platform in the wake of the porter carrying her suitcase.

Dubliners

by James Joyce

THERE WAS no hope for him tins time: it was the third stroke.

The Awakening

by Kate Chopin

A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over: "Allez vous-en! Allez vo...

El Club Dumas

by Arturo Pérez-Reverte

My name is Boris Balkan and I once translated The Charterhouse of Parma.

She

by H. Rider Haggard

There are some events of which each circumstance and surrounding detail seem to be graven on the memory in such fashion ...

The Man in the Brown Suit

by Agatha Christie

Everybody has been at me, right and left, to write this story from the great (represented by Lord Nasby) to the small (r...

The Return of Sherlock Holmes

by Arthur Conan Doyle

A Doll's House

by Henrik Ibsen

Hide the Christmas Tree carefully, Helen.

The art of money getting, or, Golden rules for money getting

by P. T. Barnum

In the United States, where we have more land than people, it is not at all difficult for persons in good health to make...

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 ...

Sleeping Murder

by Agatha Christie

Gwenda Reed stood, shivering a little, on the quay-side.

His Last Bow [8 stories]

by Arthur Conan Doyle

I find it recorded in my notebook that it was a bleak and windy day towards the end of March in the year 1892.

Metamorphosis

by Franz Kafka

A literary classic is a work of the highest excellence that has something important to say about life and/or the human c...