Collected Stories, Volume 1: 1866-91

Collected Stories, Volume 1: 1866-91

Henry James

Language: English

Pages: 1005

ISBN: 2:00284666

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Encompassing a period of almost fifty years, the stories of Henry James represent the most remarkable feat of sustained literary creation in modern times. For sheer richness, variety and intensity, they have no equal in fiction, enabling us to trace the evolution of a great writer in the finest detail. This collection reprints all the major stories together with many unfamiliar but equally intriguing pieces that illuminate their more celebrated companions.

Volume 1 covers the period from 1866 to 1891, the years in which James was evolving and perfecting his art as a storyteller. It includes such well-known masterpieces as “Daisy Miller,” ‘The Aspern Papers,” “The Siege of London,” and “The Lesson of the Master,” and many other tales in which James established his favorite characters and situations: the American girl in Europe, the solitary observer, the social climber, the literary lion.

Contents of Volume 1

A Landscape-Painter
A Light Man
A Passionate Pilgrim
The Madonna of the Future
Madame de Mauves
Daisy Miller: A Study
An International Episode
The Pension Beaurepas
The Point of View
The Siege of London
Lady Barberina
The Author of "Beltraffio"
Louisa Pallant
The Aspern Papers
The Liar
The Lesson of the Master
The Patagonia
The Pupil
The Marriages
The Chaperon
Sir Edmund Orme

Gatsby le magnifique

Begin Again: Collected Poems

Private Life

100 Years of The Best American Short Stories

On the Yard (New York Review Books Classics)

The Spy (Penguin Classics)



















inquiring traveller. ‘Oh, I mean my wife,’ said Mr Westgate. ‘I don’t suppose my sister-in-law knows much about them. She has always led a very quiet life; she has lived in Boston.’ Percy Beaumont listened with interest. ‘That, I believe,’ he said, ‘is the most – a – intellectual town?’ ‘I believe it is very intellectual. I don’t go there much,’ responded his host. ‘I say, we ought to go there,’ said Lord Lambeth to his companion. ‘Oh, Lord Lambeth, wait till the great heat is over!’ Mr

Besides eliciting from St George the protest I have quoted this movement provoked a further observation about such a chance to have a talk, their going into his room, his having still everything to say. Paul Overt was delighted to be asked to stay; nevertheless he mentioned jocularly the literal fact that he had promised to go to another place, at a distance. ‘Well then, you’ll break your promise, that’s all. You humbug!’ St George exclaimed, in a tone that added to Overt’s contentment.

up personal happiness. What an arraignment of art!’ Paul Overt pursued, with a trembling voice. ‘Ah, you don’t imagine, by chance, that I’m defending art? Arraignment, I should think so! Happy the societies in which it hasn’t made its appearance; for from the moment it comes they have a consuming ache, they have an incurable corruption in their bosom. Assuredly, the artist is in a false position. But I thought we were taking him for granted. Pardon me,’ St George continued; ‘Ginistrella made

speculate on the mysteries of transmission, the far jumps of heredity. Where his detachment from most of the things they represented had come from was more than an observer could say – it certainly had burrowed under two or three generations. As for Pemberton’s own estimate of his pupil, it was a good while before he got the point of view, so little had he been prepared for it by the smug young barbarians to whom the tradition of tutorship, as hitherto revealed to him, had been adjusted. Morgan

learned to know their Paris, which was useful, for they came back another year for a longer stay, the general character of which in Pemberton’s memory to-day mixes pitiably and confusedly with that of the first. He sees Morgan’s shabby knickerbockers – the everlasting pair that didn’t match his blouse and that as he grew longer could only grow faded. He remembers the particular holes in his three or four pair of coloured stockings. Morgan was dear to his mother, but he never was better dressed

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