Title: The Ambassadors  Author: Henry James Subjects: Classic; Fiction; Psychological  It is a masterpiece. It follows the trip ...

Title: The Turn of the Screw  Author: Henry James Subjects: Classic; Fiction; Horror; Psychological The book focuses on a govern...

I It was one of the secret opinions, such as we all have, of Peter Brench that his main success in life would have consisted i...

"And I--what I seem to my friend, you see-- What I soon shall seem to his love, you guess. What I seem to myself, do you ask of m...

CHAPTER I "Well, we ARE a pair!" the poor lady's visitor broke out to her at the end of her explanation in a m...

CHAPTER I Frank Granger had arrived from Paris to paint a portrait--an order given him, as a young compatriot with a future,...

CHAPTER I The weather had turned so much worse that the rest of the day was certainly lost. The wind had risen and the storm...

We are scattered now, the friends of the late Mr. Oliver Offord; but whenever we chance to meet I think we are conscious of a cert...

CHAPTER I. When the porter's wife (she used to answer the house-bell), announced "A gentleman--with a lady, sir,&qu...

I. FROM MISS AURORA CHURCH, AT SEA, TO MISS WHITESIDE, IN PARIS. . . . My dear child, the bromide of sodium (if that's wha...

I Intending to sail for America in the early part of June, I determined to spend the interval of six weeks in England, to whic...

CHAPTER I "Won't you stay a little longer?" the hostess asked while she held the girl's hand and smiled. &...

We had been talking about the masters who had achieved but a single masterpiece--the artists and poets who but once in their lives h...

I The view from the terrace at Saint-Germain-en-Laye is immense and famous. Paris lies spread before you in dusky vastness, dome...

I Never say you know the last words about any human heart! I was once treated to a revelation which startled and touched me in t...

CHAPTER I "Every one asks me what I 'think' of everything," said Spencer Brydon; "and I make answer as ...

Coming in to dress for dinner, I found a telegram: "Mrs. Stormer dying; can you give us half a column for to-morrow evening? Le...

I She had walked with her friend to the top of the wide steps of the Museum, those that descended from the galleries of painting...

I had done a few things and earned a few pence--I had perhaps even had time to begin to think I was finer than was perceived by the ...

Florence, _April 5th_, 1874.--They told me I should find Italy greatly changed; and in seven-and-twenty years there is room for chan...