Punch
I was asleep and dreaming--dreaming dreadful, horrible, soul-shattering dreams--dreams that flung me head-first out of bed, and then flung me back into bed off the uncarpeted floor of my chamber. But I did not wake--why should I?--it was unnecessary--I wanted to dream--I had t...
_The Room, with the cheap Art-furniture as before--except that the candles on the Christmas-tree have guttered down and appear to have been lately blown out. The cotton-wool fro...
4. Chapter 4Again--again--again! The moon rose, shimmering like a _Marron Glacé_ over Paris. Oh! Paris, beauteous city of the lost. Surely in Babylon or in Nineveh, where SEMIRAMIS of old q...
2. Chapter 2What was that? Something yellow, and spotted--something sinuous and lithe, with crawling, catlike motion. No, no! Yes, yes!! A leopard of the forest had issued from a side-stree...
3. Chapter 3My father, M. le Duc DI SPEPSION, belonged to one of the oldest French families. He had many old French customs, amongst others that of brushing his bearded lips against my chee...
1. Chapter 1I was asleep and dreaming--dreaming dreadful, horrible, soul-shattering dreams--dreams that flung me head-first out of bed, and then flung me back into bed off the uncarpeted fl...