“Miles away, down through an opening in the hills, he could catch glimpses of a road where motor-cars sometimes passed, and yet here, so removed from the arteries of the latest civilization, was a bat-haunted old homestead, where something unmistakably… — H.H. Munro Copy Share Image
“It was the happiest Christmas Eve he had ever spent. To quote his own words, he had a rotten Christmas.” — H.H. Munro Copy Share Image
“Miles away, down through an opening in the hills, he could catch glimpses of a road where motor-cars sometimes passed, and yet here, so… — H.H. Munro Copy Share Image
