Growing up on the Scottish coast, Crawfurd sees two unlikely figures performing a bizarre ritual on the beach. Years later, Crawfurd encounters the same men, but this time in Africa... Crawfurd is thrown into the heart of an armed uprising, and finds his life in constant peril as he seeks to avert a war and find his fortune... Written by John Buchan, author of the classic The Thirty Nine Steps, Prester John is a classic adventure which still grips the reader today. The archive nature of the book does mean that some words, phrases and attitudes used in the book are very much of their time and...
Growing up on the Scottish coast, Crawfurd sees two unlikely figures performing a bizarre ritual on the beach. Years later, Crawfurd encounters the sa...
When Richard Hannay lets his neighbour stay at his flat, he does not expect to become the target of an assassination attempt. In fear of his life Scudder pleas with Hannay to give him refuge and tells Hannay of a plot to start a war between England and Germany. When Hannay returns home one day to find Scudder with a knife in his heart he must flea from both the police, who suspect him of murder, and the group who know that he knows too much. A classic suspense thriller that will leave you wanting more.
When Richard Hannay lets his neighbour stay at his flat, he does not expect to become the target of an assassination attempt. In fear of his life Scud...
It has been scribbled in every kind of odd place and moment - in England and abroad, during long journeys, in half-hours between graver tasks; and it bears, I fear, the mark of its gipsy begetting. But it has amused me to write, and I shall be well repaid if it amuses you - and a few others - to read. Let no man or woman call its events improbable. The war has driven that word from our vocabulary, and melodrama has become the prosiest realism. Things unimagined before happen daily to our friends by sea and land. The one chance in a thousand is habitually taken, and as often as not succeeds....
It has been scribbled in every kind of odd place and moment - in England and abroad, during long journeys, in half-hours between graver tasks; and it ...
It was yet early April, and before me lay four weeks of freedom-twenty-eight blessed days in which to take fish and smoke the pipe of idleness. The Lent term had pulled me down, a week of modest enjoyment thereafter in town had finished the work; and I drank in the sharp moorish air like a thirsty man who has been forwandered among deserts. I am a man of varied tastes and a score of interests.
It was yet early April, and before me lay four weeks of freedom-twenty-eight blessed days in which to take fish and smoke the pipe of idleness. The Le...
