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Spyglass House & The Jewels of Norpur
Spyglass House & The Jewels of Norpur
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Come with me to Spyglass House, built on a fault line where time and space meet at
the intersection of all dimensions, where alternate worlds beckon through each side door, and where the exotic seems common place. But hang onto your club key. You'll not get back home without it.
When Rex Barney inherits a key in the shape of a telescope, and enters into the exclusive club of Spyglass House, he stumbles out into the alternate world of 19th century Indjia, a land of snake charmers and elephants, steam engines and sailing ships. He falls in with two genteel ladies who promise him sweetmeats and licentious entertainment to accompany them on the train to Norpur where they will endeavor to purloin a stash of royal jewels--rubies, diamonds, emeralds the size of a thumbnail.
It sounds like great fun until he is shanghaied aboard a tall ship, runs into pirates seeking to separate head from body, treks through mangrove swamps infested with snakes and mosquitoes, faces jungle people out looking for stew meat, and eats stirred-fried beetles which might taste a little bit like chicken, but a whole lot more like puke. And all this before he gets caught in the crossfire over who should be the Maharaja of Donjobi. Oh yeah, great fun, if he can hang onto his own jewels and the key to get back into Spyglass House.
Spyglass House is Peter Abresch's 12th novel. No message, just fun.
the intersection of all dimensions, where alternate worlds beckon through each side door, and where the exotic seems common place. But hang onto your club key. You'll not get back home without it.
When Rex Barney inherits a key in the shape of a telescope, and enters into the exclusive club of Spyglass House, he stumbles out into the alternate world of 19th century Indjia, a land of snake charmers and elephants, steam engines and sailing ships. He falls in with two genteel ladies who promise him sweetmeats and licentious entertainment to accompany them on the train to Norpur where they will endeavor to purloin a stash of royal jewels--rubies, diamonds, emeralds the size of a thumbnail.
It sounds like great fun until he is shanghaied aboard a tall ship, runs into pirates seeking to separate head from body, treks through mangrove swamps infested with snakes and mosquitoes, faces jungle people out looking for stew meat, and eats stirred-fried beetles which might taste a little bit like chicken, but a whole lot more like puke. And all this before he gets caught in the crossfire over who should be the Maharaja of Donjobi. Oh yeah, great fun, if he can hang onto his own jewels and the key to get back into Spyglass House.
Spyglass House is Peter Abresch's 12th novel. No message, just fun.
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