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The Watchers
First published in 1899 by the Frederick A. Stokes Company.
Excerpt:
I had never need to keep any record either of the date or place. It was the fifteenth night of July, in the year 1758, and the place was Lieutenant Clutterbuck's lodging at the south corner of Burleigh Street, Strand. The night was tropical in its heat, and though every window stood open to the Thames, there was not a man, I think, who did not long for the cool relief of morning, or step out from time to time on to the balcony and search the dark profundity of sky for the first flecks of grey. I cannot be positive about the entire disposition of the room: but certainly Lieutenant Clutterbuck was playing at ninepins down the middle with half a dozen decanters and a couple of silver salvers; and Mr. Macfarlane, a young gentleman of a Scottish regiment, was practising a game of his own. He carried the fire-irons and Lieutenant Clutterbuck's sword under his arm, and walked solidly about the floor after a little paper ball rolled up out of a news sheet, which he hit with one of these instruments, selecting now the poker, now the tongs or the sword with great deliberation, and explaining his selection with even greater earnestness; there was besides a great deal of noise, which seemed to be a quality of the room rather than the utterance of any particular person; and I have a clear recollection that everything, from the candles to the glasses on the tables and the broken tobacco pipes on the floor, was of a dazzling and intolerable brightness. This brightness distressed me particularly, because just opposite to where I sat a large mirror hung upon the wall between two windows. On each side was a velvet hollow of gloom, in the middle this glittering oval. Every ray of light within the room seemed to converge upon its surface. I could not but look at it-for it did not occur to me to move away to another chair-and it annoyed me exceedingly. Besides, the mirror was inclined forward from the wall, and so threw straight down at me a reflection of Lieutenant Clutterbuck's guests, as they flung about the room beneath it.
Excerpt:
I had never need to keep any record either of the date or place. It was the fifteenth night of July, in the year 1758, and the place was Lieutenant Clutterbuck's lodging at the south corner of Burleigh Street, Strand. The night was tropical in its heat, and though every window stood open to the Thames, there was not a man, I think, who did not long for the cool relief of morning, or step out from time to time on to the balcony and search the dark profundity of sky for the first flecks of grey. I cannot be positive about the entire disposition of the room: but certainly Lieutenant Clutterbuck was playing at ninepins down the middle with half a dozen decanters and a couple of silver salvers; and Mr. Macfarlane, a young gentleman of a Scottish regiment, was practising a game of his own. He carried the fire-irons and Lieutenant Clutterbuck's sword under his arm, and walked solidly about the floor after a little paper ball rolled up out of a news sheet, which he hit with one of these instruments, selecting now the poker, now the tongs or the sword with great deliberation, and explaining his selection with even greater earnestness; there was besides a great deal of noise, which seemed to be a quality of the room rather than the utterance of any particular person; and I have a clear recollection that everything, from the candles to the glasses on the tables and the broken tobacco pipes on the floor, was of a dazzling and intolerable brightness. This brightness distressed me particularly, because just opposite to where I sat a large mirror hung upon the wall between two windows. On each side was a velvet hollow of gloom, in the middle this glittering oval. Every ray of light within the room seemed to converge upon its surface. I could not but look at it-for it did not occur to me to move away to another chair-and it annoyed me exceedingly. Besides, the mirror was inclined forward from the wall, and so threw straight down at me a reflection of Lieutenant Clutterbuck's guests, as they flung about the room beneath it.
221 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 1, 2012
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About the author
A.E.W. Mason
217 books48 followersMajor Alfred Edward Woodley Mason (7 May 1865 Dulwich, London - 22 November 1948 London) was a British author and politician. He is best remembered for his 1902 novel The Four Feathers.
He studied at Dulwich College and graduated from Trinity College, Oxford in 1888. He was a contemporary of fellow Liberal Anthony Hope, who went on to write the adventure novel The Prisoner of Zenda.
His first novel, A Romance of Wastdale, was published in 1895. He was the author of more than 20 books, including At The Villa Rose (1910), a mystery novel in which he introduced his French detective, Inspector Hanaud. His best-known book is The Four Feathers, which has been made into several films. Many consider it his masterpiece. Other books are The House of the Arrow (1924), No Other Tiger (1927), The Prisoner in the Opal (1929) and Fire Over England (1937).
He studied at Dulwich College and graduated from Trinity College, Oxford in 1888. He was a contemporary of fellow Liberal Anthony Hope, who went on to write the adventure novel The Prisoner of Zenda.
His first novel, A Romance of Wastdale, was published in 1895. He was the author of more than 20 books, including At The Villa Rose (1910), a mystery novel in which he introduced his French detective, Inspector Hanaud. His best-known book is The Four Feathers, which has been made into several films. Many consider it his masterpiece. Other books are The House of the Arrow (1924), No Other Tiger (1927), The Prisoner in the Opal (1929) and Fire Over England (1937).
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March 17, 2019
Well! That was fun! I need to read more by this author. He tells a fine yarn.
April 22, 2018
Do you like it when the hero has no idea what he’s getting into? When there is a promise of instant death or unfathomable riches? When the hero loves with no promise of recompense? Do you like a villain who grows more evil with each passing chapter? This is the book for you.
This one starts out in one of the most unpromising settings to find loyalty, honor, and love, at a drunken gambling party. In fact, for a chapter or two, we aren’t even sure who will accept the challenge and become the hero of the story. Then slowly the hero takes up the challenge and rides to answer the call for help. From there on out, you follow the mystery from his point of view; either getting more puzzled or rushing to rescue the helpless.
It was quite an adventure story.
I had a hard time separating this book from Treasure Island. It has an isolated location, pirates, buried treasure, chases, and a self-effacing narrator. The style and rhythm are extremely similar. It’s a good story in its own right, but a little slower than Stevenson’s book.
It was a very clean book and probably aimed at a young audience. Even the romance was rather muted compared to the suspense and action.
Free audiobook on LibraVox.
This one starts out in one of the most unpromising settings to find loyalty, honor, and love, at a drunken gambling party. In fact, for a chapter or two, we aren’t even sure who will accept the challenge and become the hero of the story. Then slowly the hero takes up the challenge and rides to answer the call for help. From there on out, you follow the mystery from his point of view; either getting more puzzled or rushing to rescue the helpless.
It was quite an adventure story.
I had a hard time separating this book from Treasure Island. It has an isolated location, pirates, buried treasure, chases, and a self-effacing narrator. The style and rhythm are extremely similar. It’s a good story in its own right, but a little slower than Stevenson’s book.
It was a very clean book and probably aimed at a young audience. Even the romance was rather muted compared to the suspense and action.
Free audiobook on LibraVox.
April 8, 2016
One of Mason's better ones, a bit like Treasure Island and a bit ghostly. Starts with boy bursting in, much laughter, good description of door opening and he highly embarassed and frightened, is made to stand on table and explain story. Hero, an onlooker, decides to go and help. Woman is very beautiful and heiress but she was a ward, real son cut off inheritance. She promised to marry him on return (We later find out she was hypnotised). Hero knows, watches her waiting for man's return because he knows where the treasure is. He gets captured, but saved by man who wants revenge. His son was on boat and was hypnotised to dangle his legs in and get taken by a crocodile.(we find this out at the end). Horrid. Many of Mason's are cruel and about murder. Back to his old self.
March 5, 2012
A great read!
July 1, 2020
After a meandering beginning, “The Watchers” gradually evolves into an engaging tale of mystery and danger.
April 19, 2024
Great book, I listened to the audiobook version on YouTube. I will leave the link below so that everyone can enjoy it! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8aRD...
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