An occasional series of readings of ghost stories by a writer now better known for his social satire. Introduced and read by Richard Crowest
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‘Never speak ill of society. Society is perfectly capable of doing that for itself...’ A series of professionally produced readings of the Chronicles of Clovis. View the world of Edwardian society through the jaundiced eye of Clovis Sangrail, Saki's deliciously louche anti-hero.
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“I woke again with the sense that there was something creeping up to the house, like the fog that was now thick outside my window, and seeking admittance.”By Richard Crowest
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“With a sudden sinking of his heart, he heard behind him the step which he thought he had silenced for ever.”By Richard Crowest
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“I went to sleep at once, and from dreamlessness awoke suddenly to a consciousness of terror and imminent peril.”By Richard Crowest
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“Terror, that was slowly becoming a little more definite, terror of some dark and violent deed that was momently drawing nearer to me held me in its vice.”By Richard Crowest
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“At that moment I saw the face of Fear; my mouth went dry, and I heard my heart leaping and cracking in my throat.”By Richard Crowest
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“All was not well with the house: in some strange manner the shadow that had come between her closed eyes and the sun as she sat on the garden-bench had entered, and was establishing itself more firmly day by day.”By Richard Crowest
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“I could not stir, I could not speak. I could only strain my ears for the inaudible and my eyes for the unseen, while the cold wind from the very valley of the shadow of death streamed over me.” (Note: this story features a suicide.)By Richard Crowest
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“Then suddenly I saw something black move in the dimness in front of me, and against the grey foam rose up first the head, then the shoulders, and finally the whole figure of a woman…”By Richard Crowest
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“I am sure that no phantom of the dead that die not could have evoked so unnerving a terror.”By Richard Crowest
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“I tell you that vampirism is by no means extinct now. An outbreak of it certainly occurred in India a year or two ago.”By Richard Crowest
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“Every guest on his arrival in the house is told that the long gallery must not be entered after nightfall on any pretext whatever.”By Richard Crowest
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“In the shadows in the corner of my room there sits something more substantial than a shadow.”By Richard Crowest
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“Then the sense of nightmare began, for his two companions, gripping him tightly, pulled him along towards it, and he struggled with them knowing there was something terrible within.”By Richard Crowest
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“An odd uneasiness came over me, for I had been so certain that the house was uninhabited.”By Richard Crowest
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“At that moment the memory of the séance the evening before, about which up till now I had somehow felt distrustful and suspicious, passed into the realm of sober fact…”By Richard Crowest
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“Soft as the fall of a single snow-flake, fear settled on his heart…”By Richard Crowest
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“Find it and have it buried, and then I shall be free from its dreadful presence.”By Richard Crowest
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“The only live thing that lurked here was that monstrous, mysterious creature of evil.”By Richard Crowest
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“Just room for one inside, sir…”By Richard Crowest
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“A-pen-ara curses any who desecrates or meddles with her bones…”By Richard Crowest
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“Jack will show you your room. I have given you… the room in the tower…”By Richard Crowest
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“In the paralysis of that fear I tried to scream, but not a sound could I utter.”By Richard Crowest
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“The thing seemed scarcely human at all; it was a monster from which he had delivered himself...”By Richard Crowest
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“A dream hasn’t anything real about it, has it? It doesn’t mean anything?”By Richard Crowest
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“I think that before I opened the pill-box I expected something of the sort which I found in it.”By Richard Crowest
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In which an artist's reputation rests upon what he eats.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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In which charity begins at home, and ends in a tea shop.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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Present. Tense.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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“I knew I was not alone in the room. There was something there, something silent as yet, and as yet invisible. But it was there.”By Richard Crowest
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In which Nicholas meets the Evil One, and his “aunt” becomes acquainted with the rainwater tank.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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“In a railway accident, things become very dear…”By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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“One of the things invisible, of the dark powers, leaped into light, and I saw it with my eyes…”By Richard Crowest
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Recorded in front of an audience at E F Benson’s home, Lamb House in Rye.By Richard Crowest
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"I can't go back now. I wouldn't if I could; not a step would I retrace…"By Richard Crowest
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Thanks… but no thanks.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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Bertie might rescue Dora from the elk, but who can rescue Bertie from his grandmother?By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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It is not only the dead who haunt the living.By Richard Crowest
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Beauty is truth, and truth is optional.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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A stranger on a train spins a good yarn. Horribly good...By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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Art exists in seeing the unexpected in the everyday: an ox in a morning room, for instance...By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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“Surely this is the strangest manner of song ever yet heard on the earth, this melody from the brain of the dead...”By Richard Crowest
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One’s memory often plays tricks. Sometimes on other people...By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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“Her view of life seems to be a non-stop run with an inexhaustible supply of petrol...”By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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You can always bet on a good meal at Mrs Attray’s. Or at least, you could...By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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or... Clovis and the Art of Defensive MatchmakingBy Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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'I think to have a quince tree and not to make quince jam shows such strength of character.'By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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If department stores are temples of commerce, it's always respectful to cover your head.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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Something has come in to the house. Come in out of the rain...By Richard Crowest
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In which Clovis puts the case for a season of ill will.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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A socialist socialite discovers that you can't make an omelette without breaking a strike.By Saki (H.H. Munro), read by Richard Crowest
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