She: A History of Adventure

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Генри Райдер Хаггард. She: A History of Adventure

Introduction

I. My Visitor

II. THe Years Roll By

III. The Sherd of Amenartas

IV. The Squall

V. The Head of the Ethiopian

VI. An Early Christian Ceremony

VII. Ustane Sings

VIII. The Feast, and After!

IX. A Little Foot

X. Speculations

XI. The Plain of Kor

XII “She”

XIII. Ayesha Unveils

XIV. A Soul in Hell

XV. Ayesha Gives Judgment

XVI. The Tombs of Kor

XVII. The Balance Turns

XVIII “Go, Woman!”

XIX “Give Me a Black Goat!”

XX. Triumph

XXI. The Dead and Living Meet

XXII. Job Has a Presentiment

XXIII. The Temple of Truth

XXIV. Walking the Plank

XXV. The Spirit of Life

XXVI. What We Saw

XXVII. We Leap

XXVIII. Over the Mountain

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In giving to the world the record of what, looked at as an adventure only, is I suppose one of the most wonderful and mysterious experiences ever undergone by mortal men, I feel it incumbent on me to explain what my exact connection with it is. And so I may as well say at once that I am not the narrator but only the editor of this extraordinary history, and then go on to tell how it found its way into my hands.

Some years ago I, the editor, was stopping with a friend, “vir doctissimus et amicus neus,” at a certain University, which for the purposes of this history we will call Cambridge, and was one day much struck with the appearance of two persons whom I saw going arm-in-arm down the street. One of these gentlemen was I think, without exception, the handsomest young fellow I have ever seen. He was very tall, very broad, and had a look of power and a grace of bearing that seemed as native to him as it is to a wild stag. In addition his face was almost without flaw – a good face as well as a beautiful one, and when he lifted his hat, which he did just then to a passing lady, I saw that his head was covered with little golden curls growing close to the scalp.

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As it seemed to me, I had only been asleep for a few minutes when I was awakened by somebody calling me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes; it was broad daylight – eight o’clock, in fact.

“Why, what is the matter with you, John?” I asked of the gyp who waited on Vincey and myself. “You look as though you had seen a ghost!”

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