Rosier and The Princess

Some devils have horns. Some choose to hide them under their hats. Others still are not averse to a game or two, as was Count Rosier who won the hand of Prince Mishkin’s daughter in a game of cards. Rosier did not care particularly for Prince Mishkin, but he always enjoyed cards. Any game he …

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The Escapee’s War

The bat was a bit of a rafter, the ball a piece of rag tied with string; and the wicket a parrot cage with the clean, dry corpse of a parrot inside… Robert Graves, Goodbye to All That Evans was captured trying – unsuccessfully – to set fire to his plane in No Man’s Land. …

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Kafka’s Curse

K was writing in his room when his father came knocking at the door. He resisted the temptation to swear and sat there silently praying for him to go away. Eventually, he did, and K returned to his scribbling. But it was no good; he could not write. His father had interrupted his train of …

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The Curse of Fourteen

It was not Das Horst-Wessel Leid The flag high! The ranks tightly closed! Poverty marches and we march with it! But Ed zittern die morschen Knochen. How the frail bones tremble! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! I lost count of the number of times I heard the thwacks. It could have been three, it could have been …

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Dragon Knife

One day, Xi’s friend, Tai began to tell him about a secret society; Xi was intrigued. “If you like,” said the Tai, “I’ll take you to meet the Master.” “Who is the Master?” “He is the Master of the Wei Society, but you must never call him that.” “What rubbish are you talking about?” “Listen,” …

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The Medea Version

I met professor Cornelius Ryan, author of The Dante Shock, while I was holidaying, last fall, in the Aegean Sea; it was Ryan who told me this story regarding a fellow academic, Helen Gardinor. Gardinor was a linguist, a brilliant Greek and Latin scholar. Her reputation was established by a scholarly as well as populist …

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The Wound

The priest was in his cell, praying; he knelt on the wooden step of the small desk. He put the book mark in the bible and stood up. Though his knees were aching, he did not consider it any greater than his other ordeal. He poured water from the jug into the bowl. He washed …

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The Stone Heads

As a rule, Doctor Robert did not approve of Valium or for that matter, any of her cousins. It was not that he was against proscription drugs, obviously. But in matters of the mind he was keen to explore alternatives. In the case of self-diagnosed depression, insomnia and other evidence of patient intransigence, he would …

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