Category: Short Stories

The flying carpet

“With a leap and a heart elate I go, At the end of an hour’s expectancy, To take a walk of a mile or so, With the folk who share the house with me.

Chapters

1. Part 1

“With a leap and a heart elate I go, At the end of an hour’s expectancy, To take a walk of a mile or so, With the folk who share the house with me.

2. Part 2

Time passed very slowly, and if Dicky had not known that he was dreading something, he would have thought he must be ill. He did, indeed, feel very queer. At last he heard the f...

3. Part 3

As the clinking coins bounded and rolled the merchant’s eyes grew rounder and rounder, and he had to shout for six small black slaves to come to help him to count the money, now...

4. Part 4

When she came to Whitehall, she was still a prisoner. It was as though she carried her dungeon with her. Whitehall was less kind even than the white high road, where at least sh...

5. Part 5

No glamour of course in the room of a public schoolboy, unless it was provided by his discarded raiment, which lay like islands on the floor. However, I found Tintinnabulum in a...

6. Part 6

The Collins letter is a fine art in which those who try the hardest often fall most heavily, and perhaps even m’ tutor or the Provost Himself, at his wit’s end how to put it nea...

7. Part 7

“Oh, it’s all Becky’s doing,” grumbled Cheapside, hopping out of the puddle and fluttering his wings to dry them. “I’m satisfied to stay in London, goodness knows. But every Spr...

8. Part 8

Jack had a little pony, Tom. He frequently would take it from The stable where it used to stand And give it sugar with his hand. He also gave it oats and hay And carrots twenty...

9. Part 9

Now, naturally, of course, Miss Rawlings’s illness increased her anxiety to find Barbara Allan as quickly as ever she could. After all, you see, we all of us have only a certain...

10. Part 10

Now Peter-Wise declared that he would not marry a maiden who was less than seventeen or more than twenty-two years old, and in the village there were only six girls between thes...

11. Part 11

“Very well,” said the chemist. “You’ve come to me just in time. When I close this shop to-night I’m never coming back, and next week they’re going to start pulling it down. But...

12. Part 12

But what was this he saw through the dancing blur of his tears? Exactly opposite, a face stared through at him! The moon had raced behind a cloud and her light was dim. Was he l...