A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter IX: The Wolf-Leader Thibault, fleeing from Madame Polet’s threats and her farm servants’ weapons, turned instinctively towards the forest, thinking to take shelter within it should he chance to come across one of the enemy, for he knew that no one would venture to follow him there […]
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter VIII: Thibault’s Wishes The widow, on perceiving the effect which the sight of the soldiers advancing towards the mill had upon Landry, was almost as frightened as the lad himself. “Ah, dear God!” she cried, “what is the matter, my poor Landry?” “Say, what is the matter?” asked […]
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter VII: The Boy at the Mill Finding it impossible either to cut off or pull out the accursed hair, the only thing left for Thibault to do was to hide it as well as he could, by bringing the other hair over it; everybody would not, he […]
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter VI: The Bedevilled Hair The huntsmen, reassured about their master’s health, now went in search of the dogs, which had been left to carry on the chase alone. They were found lying asleep, the ground around them stained with blood. It was evident that they had run […]
Mi sono di recente avvicinata alla serie di romanzi gialli di Seishi Yokomizo pubblicati in Italia da Sellerio e che hanno come protagonista Kōsuke Kindaichi, un detective estremamente popolare in Giappone. Ora, indipendentemente dalla qualità dei romanzi, la peculiarità è che in Italia è davvero difficile capire la sequenza in cui sono stati scritti i […]
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter V: The Pact with Satan Thibault stopped short on the threshold, overcome with astonishment at this re-apparition. “I was saying,” began the wolf, as if nothing had happened to interrupt the conversation, “that it is out of my power to grant you the accomplishment of all the […]
Dark and gloomy grew the kingdom of the gnomes in proportion as the light of each individual inhabitant decreased. Many who formerly were like luminous spheres, shedding radiant rays to a considerable distance, now became like dim will-o’-the-wisps, or merely phosphorescent dots or firebugs. As the general darkness increased, the glow that came from the […]
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter IV: The Black Wolf Thibault’s first thought was to get himself some supper, for he was terribly tired. The past day had been an eventful one for him, and certain things that had happened were evidently enough to produce a craving for food. His supper, it must […]
Chapter 7 I was now tolerably well satisfied. From the abject state of a nobody, existing only as a “subject” for scientific observation, looked upon as a hobgoblin, and doomed to vivisection prisoner of a jumping-jack, I had suddenly become somebody of importance, owing to my cleverness and to the credulity of the king. I […]
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter III: Agnelette The Baron took the weapon which Engoulevent handed him, and deliberately examined the boar-spear from point to handle, without saying a word. On the handle had been carved a little wooden shoe, which had served as Thibault’s device while making the tour of France, as thereby […]