Carnacki, The Ghost Finder by William Hope Hodgson Page 1 of 161

CONTENTS

No. 1-THE GATEWAY OF THE MONSTER
No. 2-THE HOUSE AMONG THE LAURELS
No. 3-THE WHISTLING ROOM
No. 4-THE HORSE OF THE INVISIBLE
No. 5-THE SEARCHER OF THE END HOUSE
No. 6-THE THING INVISIBLE

No. 1-THE GATEWAY OF THE MONSTER

In response to Carnacki's usual card of invitation to have dinner and listen to a story, I arrived promptly at 427, Cheyne Walk, to find the three others who were always invited to these happy little times, there before me. Five minutes later, Carnacki, Arkright, Jessop, Taylor, and I were all engaged in the "pleasant occupation" of dining.


"You've not been long away, this time," I remarked, as I finished my soup; forgetting momentarily Carnacki's dislike of being asked even to skirt the borders of his story until such time as he was ready. Then he would not stint words.

"That's all," he replied, with brevity; and I changed the subject, remarking that I had been buying a new gun, to which piece of news he gave an intelligent nod, and a smile which I think showed a genuinely good-humored appreciation of my intentional changing of the conversation.

Later, when dinner was finished, Carnacki snugged himself comfortably down in his big chair, along with his pipe, and began his story, with very little circumlocution:-

"As Dodgson was remarking just now, I've only been away a short time, and for a very good reason too-I've only been away a short distance. The exact locality I am afraid I must not tell you; but it is less than twenty miles from here; though, except for changing a name, that won't spoil the story.



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