{"product_id":"2940014779432","title":"Peeps at People Being Certain Papers from the Writings of Anne Warrington Witherup [Illustrated with active TOC for easy navigation]","description":"•  Includes  original illustrations\u003cbr\u003e•  The book has been proof-read and corrected for spelling and grammatical errors\u003cbr\u003e•  A table of contents with working links to chapters is included\u003cbr\u003eFrom the book:\u003cbr\u003eIn the darkness of the corridor within I barked what if I were a man I should call my shins. As it happened, being a woman, I merely bruised my ankles, when he appeared—Hall Caine himself. There\u003cbr\u003e was no gas-light, no electric light. Nothing but the blackness of the night, and He Appeared! I suppose it was all due to the fact that he is a brilliant man, who would shine anywhere. However it may have been, I suddenly became conscious of a being that walked towards me as plainly discernible as an ocean steamship at sea at night, with every electric light burning in the saloon, and the red and green lanterns on the starboard and port sides of its bow.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Mr. Caine?\" said I, addressing his starboard side.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"That's I,\" said he, grammatically and with dignity. A man less great would have said \"That's me,\" which is why in the darkness I knew it was Mr. Caine and not his hired man I was speaking to—or with, as your style may require.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Mr. Caine,\" said I, not without nervousness, \"I have come—\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"So I perceive,\" said he; and then an inspiration came to me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"—to lay my gloom at your feet,\" I said, with apparent meekness. \"It is all I have, but such as it is you are welcome to it. Some people would have brought you rich gifts in gold and silver; some would have come with compliments and requests for your autograph; I bring you only a morbid heart bursting with gloom. Will you take it?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I appreciate the courtesy, madame,\" replied the great man, wiping a tear from the end of his nose, which twinkled like a silver star in the blackness of the corridor, \"but I cannot accept your offering. I have more gloom on hand than I know what to do with. I am, however, deeply touched, and beg to offer you the hospitality of the moat, unless you have further business with me at my regular rates.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA dreadful, blood-curdling wail, like that of a soul in torment, interrupted my answer. It seemed to come from the very centre of the earth directly beneath my feet. I was frozen with horror, and my host, with a muttered imprecation, turned and ran off.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I haven't time to see you now,\" he cried, as he disappeared down the steps of a yawning hole at the far end of the corridor. \"I can't afford to miss the experiment for anything so small and cheap as a morbid heart bursting with gloom.\"","brand":"Unforgotten Classics","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47083991630064,"sku":"2940014779432","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014779432_p0.jpg?v=1763615293","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014779432","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}