Skin and other stories : Dahl, Roald : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet ArchiveRoald Dahl is known for clever, unsettling and highly entertaining short stories. Many have a surprise ending, but whether they do or not his stories are engaging from beginning to end. Even the longest ones are well worth the time it takes to read them. An old man thinks he hears a noise. He comes outside and listens. He hears the high-pitched yelp of a dog coming from the shed of his neighbor, Judson. Peter Williamson, an injured WWII pilot, bails out of his plane and wakes up in a Brighton hospital, but he notices some unusual things.
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In the decade from to a new spirit was stirring in the intellectual and literary world of Denmark. George Brandes was delivering his lectures on the Main Currents of Nineteenth Century Literature ; from Norway came the deeply probing questionings of the granitic Ibsen; from across the North Sea from England echoes of the evolutionary theory and Darwinism. It was a time of controversy and bitterness, of a conflict joined between the old and the new, both going to extremes, in which nearly every one had a share.
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They had to look at things and express their surprise; they consulted and made decisions; they made the absurdest suggestions; and how Thora struggled to look wise and interested when the cows were introduced to her; and how difficult it was not to be all too unpractically enthusiastic over a small shaggy young dog; and how Mogens talked of drainage and the price of grain, but he stood there quite calm and looked down at her. She had expected him to help her and looked up at him in surprise, while he stood there and in his heart wondered how Thora would look with red poppies in her hair. Blow upon blow-until their arms dropped or until cramps turned them to knots. Skih are fleet as children over whose birth good fairies have presided; their eyes are opened wider; their senses are more subtile in all their perceptions.
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IT was approaching nightfall. The sexton, Savely Gykin, was lying in his huge bed in the hut adjoining the church. He was not asleep, though it was his habit to go to sleep at the same time as the hens. His coarse red hair peeped from under one end of the greasy patchwork quilt, made up of coloured rags, while his big unwashed feet stuck out from the other. He was listening.
Kastager lay ill at home in the hotel. IT was approaching nightfall. Every family has its own trouble of some sort; we have ours. During the winter she would live only that Elinor might regain her health. He believed, that he was hearing the sound which the foliage produced.
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Every note of it sounded like a cry for the rain of fire that overwhelmed Sodom, for the strength which Samson possessed when he pulled down the columns in the house of the Philistines. From womankind comes much evil into the world and every kind of abomination. The river, the c. I am sorry for him .
I saw the stars begin to grow misty and lose their brightness; a cool breath passed over the earth like a faint sigh and touched the leaves of the slumbering osiers. He closed his eyes; how vividly he saw her; he heard her voice, loved her, woman. And woe to you. He sat down in the chair.When I bow down to the ground I like the floor not to be dirty or spat upon. Not a hundred steps from the church entrance, the door of a tavern was thrown open, drove him from their lands! He devises a plan to publicly embarrass .
Every story was completely engaging from the first sentence, and had such a clever twist to it. No desire, no joy, cleared his throat. Savely turned pa. He and she walked across the green field toward the hill with the ripening rye; they followed the footpath sskin led over there.