By: James Branch Cabell

Concerning Horvendile’s Nonsense

By: Arthur Conan Doyle

‘Let the knowledge lead us where it will!’

By: James Branch Cabell

Of Compromises in Leukê

By: Arthur Conan Doyle

‘You propose to sink a shaft through the earth’s crust?’

By: James Branch Cabell

Vexatious Estate of Queen Helen

By: E.M. Forster

They were dying by hundreds out in the dark.

By: Arthur Conan Doyle

Clearly the man was a lunatic.

By: James Branch Cabell

In Time’s Hour-Glass

By: Arthur Conan Doyle

“He is a primitive cave-man in a lounge suit.”

By: E.M. Forster

“The Machine is stopping, I know it. I know the signs.”

By: John Buchan

He awoke from his illness to find the world incredulous.

By: James Branch Cabell

Cantraps of the Master Philologist

By: E.M. Forster

Progress had come to mean the progress of the Machine.

By: James Branch Cabell

Of Compromises in Cocaigne

By: John Buchan

I sent a bullet through the right eye of the first thing that came on.