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The Third Window
This is an EXACT reproduction of a book published before 1923. This IS NOT an OCR'd book with strange characters, introduced typographical errors, and jumbled words. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book.
- GenresFiction
54 pages, Nook
First published January 1, 1920
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About the author
Anne Douglas Sedgwick
149 books3 followersAnne Douglas Sedgwick (28 March 1873 – 19 July 1935) was an American-born British writer. The daughter of a businessman, she was born in Englewood, New Jersey but at age nine her family moved to London. Although she made return visits to the United States, she lived in England for the remainder of her life.
In 1908, she married the British essayist and journalist, Basil de Sélincourt. During World War I she and her husband were volunteer workers in hospitals and orphanages in France.
Her novels explored the contrast in values between Americans and Europeans. Her best-selling novel Tante was made into a 1919 film, The Impossible Woman and The Little French Girl into a 1925 film of the same name. In 1931, she was elected to the United States National Institute of Arts and Letters. Four of her books were on the list of bestselling novels in the United States for 1912, 1924, 1927, and 1929 as determined by the New York Times.
Anne Douglas Sedgwick died in Hampstead, England in 1935.[1] The following year her husband published Anne Douglas Sedgwick: A Portrait in Letters.[2]
In 1908, she married the British essayist and journalist, Basil de Sélincourt. During World War I she and her husband were volunteer workers in hospitals and orphanages in France.
Her novels explored the contrast in values between Americans and Europeans. Her best-selling novel Tante was made into a 1919 film, The Impossible Woman and The Little French Girl into a 1925 film of the same name. In 1931, she was elected to the United States National Institute of Arts and Letters. Four of her books were on the list of bestselling novels in the United States for 1912, 1924, 1927, and 1929 as determined by the New York Times.
Anne Douglas Sedgwick died in Hampstead, England in 1935.[1] The following year her husband published Anne Douglas Sedgwick: A Portrait in Letters.[2]
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April 29, 2021
I have recently read (and reviewed HERE: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show... ) Mark Valentine’s ‘Sphinxes and Obelisks’ (Tartarus Press), a collection of essays in (primarily) the byways and backwaters of books and authors. Many of the authors/books he references “deserve to be better known” and generally speaking, if Mark says so, they probably do. I had not heard of Sedgwick before but when it was described as a supernatural story with a touch of Henry James’ ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ (a favourite tale of mine) about it, it immediately went on my ‘want to read’ list.
Valentine explains why this book is great infinitely better than I ever will, but you are stuck with me, for the moment at least. This 100page novella ( it 'reads' longer- in a good way) deals with the romantic quandary of how one ‘moves on’ from the loss of one’s spouse but there is much in it than that. Bevis Saltonhall knew (and loved) Antonia before she married their mutual friend Malcolm. It is now roughly a year after Malcolm's death (killed in WWI) but both remain haunted by his presence which shadows the process of them deciding whether they should marry each other. I’ve condensed the novel brutally but the book itself is very delicately written with great psychological insight into each character, similar to (though not as verbosely) as Henry James. The James similarity does not end there because we have a fourth character (Malcolm is so present in their intimate discussion as to warrant inclusion) in the form of Antonia’s housekeeper, Miss Latimer, who is as devoted to Antonia now as she was previously to Malcolm. It is (deliberately) unclear to what level this love runs/ran but it is obvious that she is also haunted by her own memories and desires. Miss Latimer also has some enigmatic as to what occurred and on what level; the reader is left to project their own interpretation of the events.
This book reminded me of Shirley Jackson, another of my favourite writers. 'The Legend of Hill House' (of course) but perhaps even more so ‘The Sundial’, which also concerns itself with a future world partly seen through glass. Perhaps because of this, I hesitated over whether to give this book five stars, because I couldn't (quite!) bring myself to say that 'The Third Window' is quite as good as the other works cited. But then if everything was compared to those novels I would hardly credit anyone with anything close to them. I'm a harsh critic, unless I decide not to be, I'm also fickle. If you see five stars instead of the four I think I'm going to give it, I've changed my mind- again!
I bought a physical copy (cheapish) but you can read it (free) online via Gutenburg HERE: http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/42233
I can unequivocally say that it is an unrecognized gem of the genre and fully deserves to be more widely known. VERY highly recommended.
Valentine explains why this book is great infinitely better than I ever will, but you are stuck with me, for the moment at least. This 100page novella ( it 'reads' longer- in a good way) deals with the romantic quandary of how one ‘moves on’ from the loss of one’s spouse but there is much in it than that. Bevis Saltonhall knew (and loved) Antonia before she married their mutual friend Malcolm. It is now roughly a year after Malcolm's death (killed in WWI) but both remain haunted by his presence which shadows the process of them deciding whether they should marry each other. I’ve condensed the novel brutally but the book itself is very delicately written with great psychological insight into each character, similar to (though not as verbosely) as Henry James. The James similarity does not end there because we have a fourth character (Malcolm is so present in their intimate discussion as to warrant inclusion) in the form of Antonia’s housekeeper, Miss Latimer, who is as devoted to Antonia now as she was previously to Malcolm. It is (deliberately) unclear to what level this love runs/ran but it is obvious that she is also haunted by her own memories and desires. Miss Latimer also has some enigmatic as to what occurred and on what level; the reader is left to project their own interpretation of the events.
This book reminded me of Shirley Jackson, another of my favourite writers. 'The Legend of Hill House' (of course) but perhaps even more so ‘The Sundial’, which also concerns itself with a future world partly seen through glass. Perhaps because of this, I hesitated over whether to give this book five stars, because I couldn't (quite!) bring myself to say that 'The Third Window' is quite as good as the other works cited. But then if everything was compared to those novels I would hardly credit anyone with anything close to them. I'm a harsh critic, unless I decide not to be, I'm also fickle. If you see five stars instead of the four I think I'm going to give it, I've changed my mind- again!
I bought a physical copy (cheapish) but you can read it (free) online via Gutenburg HERE: http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/42233
I can unequivocally say that it is an unrecognized gem of the genre and fully deserves to be more widely known. VERY highly recommended.
March 15, 2013
Free download available at Project Gutenberg.
Opening lines
“I LOVE this window,” said Antonia, walking down the drawing-room; “and this one. They both look over the moors, you see. This view is even lovelier.” She stopped at the end of the long room, and the young man with the pale face and the limping step followed and looked out of the third window with her. “But—I don’t know why—I hate it. I wish it weren’t here.”
This is the story of Antonia and her lost lover Malcom, death during the war. Her remembrances are shared with Captain Saltonhall.
It seems this book is a sequel of some other book but I couldn't find which one since there are few book descriptions available elsewhere.
Opening lines
“I LOVE this window,” said Antonia, walking down the drawing-room; “and this one. They both look over the moors, you see. This view is even lovelier.” She stopped at the end of the long room, and the young man with the pale face and the limping step followed and looked out of the third window with her. “But—I don’t know why—I hate it. I wish it weren’t here.”
This is the story of Antonia and her lost lover Malcom, death during the war. Her remembrances are shared with Captain Saltonhall.
It seems this book is a sequel of some other book but I couldn't find which one since there are few book descriptions available elsewhere.
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