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In a Glass Darkly collects together five short stories from gothic horror and mystery writer Sheridan Le Fanu. The book, published in 1872 a year before Le Fanu's death, is named from a passage in Corinthians which speaks of humankind perceiving the world "through a glass darkly." The stories are told from the posthumous writings of an occult detective named Dr Martin Hesselius. In Green Tea a clergyman is being driven mad by an evil demon that takes the ephemeral form of a monkey, but is unseen by others as it burdens the victim's mind with psychological torment. In The Familiar, revised from Le Fanu's The Watcher of 1851, a sea captain is stalked by a dwarf, "The Watcher." Is this strange character from captain's past? In Mr Justice Harbottle a merciless court judge is attacked by vengeful spirits, dreaming he is sentenced to death by a horrific version of himself. The story was revised from 1853's An Account of Some Strange Disturbances in Aungier Street. In The Room in the Dragon Volant, a notable mystery which includes a premature burial theme, an innocent young Englishman in France tries to rescue a mysterious countess from her unbearable situation. Lastly, Carmilla tells the tale of a lesbian vampire. It was a huge influence on Bram Stoker's writing of Dracula and the basis for the films Vampyr in 1932 and The Vampire Lovers in 1970.

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Publié par	The Floating Press
Date de parution	01 juin 2009
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781775415282
Langue	English

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IN A GLASS DARKLY
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SHERIDAN LE FANU

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In a Glass Darkly First published in 1872.
ISBN 978-1-775415-28-2
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Contents
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GREEN TEA Prologue — Martin Hesselius, the German Physician Chapter I — Dr. Hesselius Relates how He Met the Rev. Mr. Jennings Chapter II — The Doctor Questions Lady Mary and She Answers Chapter III — Dr. Hesselius Picks Up Something in Latin Books Chapter IV — Four Eyes Were Reading the Passage Chapter V — Dr. Hesselius is Summoned to Richmond Chapter VI — How Mr. Jennings Met His Companion Chapter VII — The Journey: First Stage Chapter VIII — The Second Stage Chapter IX — The Third Stage Chapter X — Home Conclusion — A Word for Those who Suffer THE FAMILIAR Prologue Chapter I — Footsteps Chapter II — The Watcher Chapter III — An Advertisement Chapter IV — He Talks with a Clergyman Chapter V — Mr. Barton States His Case Chapter VI — Seen Again Chapter VII — Flight Chapter VIII — Softened Chapter IX — Requiescat Postscript by the Editor MR. JUSTICE HARBOTTLE Prologue Chapter I — The Judge's House Chapter II — Mr. Peters Chapter III — Lewis Pyneweck Chapter IV — Interruption in Court Chapter V — Caleb Searcher Chapter VI — Arrested Chapter VII — Chief-Justice Twofold Chapter VIII — Somebody Has Got Into the House Chapter IX — The Judge Leaves His House THE ROOM IN THE DRAGON VOLANT Prologue Chapter I — On the Road Chapter II — The Inn-Yard of the Belle Étoile Chapter III — Death and Love Together Mated Chapter IV — Monsieur Droqville Chapter V — Supper at the Belle Étoile Chapter VI — The Naked Sword Chapter VII — The White Rose Chapter VIII — A Three Minutes' Visit Chapter IX — Gossip and Counsel Chapter X — The Black Veil Chapter XI — The Dragon Volant Chapter XII — The Magician Chapter XIII — The Oracle Tells Me Wonders Chapter XIV — Mademoiselle De La Vallière Chapter XV — Strange Story of the Dragon Volant Chapter XVI — The Parc of the Château De La Carque Chapter XVII — The Tenant of the Palanquin Chapter XVIII — The Churchyard Chapter XIX — The Key Chapter XX — A High-Cauld-Cap Chapter XXI — I See Three Men in a Mirror Chapter XXII — Rapture Chapter XXIII — A Cup of Coffee Chapter XXIV — Hope Chapter XXV — Despair Chapter XXVI — Catastrophe CARMILLA Prologue Chapter I — An Early Fright Chapter II — A Guest Chapter III — We Compare Notes Chapter IV — Her Habits—A Saunter Chapter V — A Wonderful Likeness Chapter VI — A Very Strange Agony Chapter VII — Descending Chapter VIII — Search Chapter IX — The Doctor Chapter X — Bereaved Chapter XI — The Story Chapter XII — A Petition Chapter XIII — The Woodman Chapter XIV — The Meeting Chapter XV — Ordeal and Execution Chapter XVI — Conclusion
GREEN TEA
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Prologue — Martin Hesselius, the German Physician
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Though carefully educated in medicine and surgery, I have neverpractised either. The study of each continues, nevertheless, to interestme profoundly. Neither idleness nor caprice caused my secession from thehonourable calling which I had just entered. The cause was a verytrifling scratch inflicted by a dissecting knife. This trifle cost methe loss of two fingers, amputated promptly, and the more painful lossof my health, for I have never been quite well since, and have seldombeen twelve months together in the same place.
In my wanderings I became acquainted with Dr. Martin Hesselius, awanderer like myself, like me a physician, and like me an enthusiast inhis profession. Unlike me in this, that his wanderings were voluntary,and he a man, if not of fortune, as we estimate fortune in England, atleast in what our forefathers used to term "easy circumstances." He wasan old man when I first saw him; nearly five-and-thirty years my senior.
In Dr. Martin Hesselius, I found my master. His knowledge was immense,his grasp of a case was an intuition. He was the very man to inspire ayoung enthusiast, like me, with awe and delight. My admiration has stoodthe test of time and survived the separation of death. I am sure it waswell-founded.
For nearly twenty years I acted as his medical secretary. His immensecollection of papers he has left in my care, to be arranged, indexed andbound. His treatment of some of these cases is curious. He writes in twodistinct characters. He describes what he saw and heard as anintelligent layman might, and when in this style of narrative he hadseen the patient either through his own hall-door, to the light of day,or through the gates of darkness to the caverns of the dead, he returnsupon the narrative, and in the terms of his art and with all the forceand originality of genius, proceeds to the work of analysis, diagnosisand illustration.
Here and there a case strikes me as of a kind to amuse or horrify a layreader with an interest quite different from the peculiar one which itmay possess for an expert. With slight modifications, chiefly oflanguage, and of course a change of names, I copy the following. Thenarrator is Dr. Martin Hesselius. I find it among the voluminous notesof cases which he made during a tour in England about sixty-four yearsago.
It is related in series of letters to his friend Professor Van Loo ofLeyden. The professor was not a physician, but a chemist, and a man whoread history and metaphysics and medicine, and had, in his day, writtena play.
The narrative is therefore, if somewhat less valuable as a medicalrecord, necessarily written in a manner more likely to interest anunlearned reader.
These letters, from a memorandum attached, appear to have been returnedon the death of the professor, in 1819, to Dr. Hesselius. They arewritten, some in English, some in French, but the greater part inGerman. I am a faithful, though I am conscious, by no means a gracefultranslator, and although here and there I omit some passages, andshorten others, and disguise names, I have interpolated nothing.
Chapter I — Dr. Hesselius Relates how He Met the Rev. Mr. Jennings
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The Rev. Mr. Jennings is tall and thin. He is middle-aged, and dresseswith a natty, old-fashioned, high-church precision. He is naturally alittle stately, but not at all stiff. His features, without beinghandsome, are well formed, and their expression extremely kind, but alsoshy.
I met him one evening at Lady Mary Heyduke's. The modesty andbenevolence of his countenance are extremely prepossessing.
We were but a small party, and he joined agreeably enough in theconversation, He seems to enjoy listening very much more thancontributing to the talk; but what he says is always to the purpose andwell said. He is a great favourite of Lady Mary's, who it seems,consults him upon many things, and thinks him the most happy and blessedperson on earth. Little knows she about him.
The Rev. Mr. Jennings is a bachelor, and has, they say sixty thousandpounds in the funds. He is a charitable man. He is most anxious to beactively employed in his sacred profession, and yet though alwaystolerably well elsewhere, when he goes down to his vicarage inWarwickshire, to engage in the actual duties of his sacred calling, hishealth soon fails him, and in a very strange way. So says Lady Mary.
There is no doubt that Mr. Jennings' health does break down in,generally, a sudden and mysterious way, sometimes in the very act ofofficiating in his old and pretty church at Kenlis. It may be his heart,it may be his brain. But so it has happened three or four times, oroftener, that after proceeding a certain way in the service, he has on asudden stopped short, and after a silence, apparently quite unable toresume, he has fallen into solitary, inaudible prayer, his hands and hiseyes uplifted, and then pale as death, and in the agitation of a strangeshame and horror, descended trembling, and got into the vestry-room,leaving his congregation, without explanation, to themselves. Thisoccurred when his curate was absent. When he goes down to Kenlis now, healways takes care to provide a clergyman to share his duty, and tosupply his place on the instant should he become thus suddenlyincapacitated.
When Mr. Jennings breaks down quite, and beats a retreat from thevicarage, and returns to London, where, in a dark street off Piccadilly,he inhabits a very narrow house, Lady Mary says that he is alwaysperfectly well. I have my own opinion about that. There are degrees ofcourse. We shall see.
Mr. Jennings is a perfectly gentlemanlike man. People, however, remarksomething odd. There is an impression a little ambiguous. One thingwhich certainly contributes to it, people I think don't remember; or,perhaps, distinctly remark. But I did, almost immediately. Mr. Jenningshas a way of looking sidelong upon the carpet, as if his eye followedthe movements of something there. This, of course, is not always. Itoccurs now and then. But often enough to give a certain oddity, as Ihave said, to his manner, and in this glance travelling along the floorthere is something both shy and anxious.
A medical philosopher, as you are good enough to call me, elaboratingtheories by the aid of cases sought out by himself, and by him watchedand scrutinised with more time at command, and consequently infinitelymore minuteness than the ordinary practitioner can afford, fallsinsensibly into habits of observation, which accompany him everywhere,and are exercised, as some people would say, impertinently, upon everysubject that presents itself with the least likelihood of rewardinginquiry.
There was a promise of this kind in the slight, timid, kindly, butreserved ge