By: James Branch Cabell

The Orthodox Rescue of Guenevere

By: Hammond Innes

I was alone — in the Russian Zone of Germany.

By: John Russell

I pull your gullet out like the string of an orange…

By: James Branch Cabell

Old Toys and a New Shadow

By: Hammond Innes

“My God!” I said. “I believe you want him dead.”

By: John Russell

Will you wake before I smash your ribs?

By: James Branch Cabell

Of Compromises on a Wednesday

By: Hammond Innes

His legs disappeared into the black void of the slip-stream.

By: John Russell

The doctor foresaw ugly complica­tions…

By: James Branch Cabell

Showing that Sereda Is Feminine

By: Hammond Innes

I hadn’t been over Berlin since 1945.

By: John Russell

This enigma brown or yellow or black…

By: James Branch Cabell

Requirements of Bread and Butter

By: Hammond Innes

Surely to God I’d had enough of life behind bars.

By: John Russell

Four men occupied the raft. Three of them were white.