Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu - THE SCREAM - 60 Horror Tales in One Edition

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

Ultimate Collection of Ghostly Tales and Macabre Mystery Novels ALL in One Volume

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Novels & Novellas Novels & Novellas Table of Contents

Uncle Silas

The Cock and Anchor

The House by the Church-Yard

Wylder’s Hand

Guy Deverell

The Tenants of Malory

Haunted Lives

The Wyvern Mystery

Checkmate

Willing to Die

The Haunted Baronet

Spalatro

Short Story Collections

In a Glass Darkly:

Green Tea

The Familiar

Mr Justice Harbottle

The Room in the Dragon Volant

Carmilla

The Purcell Papers:

The Ghost and the Bone-Setter

The Fortunes of Sir Robert Ardagh

The Last Heir of Castle Connor

The Drunkard’s Dream

Passage in the Secret History of an Irish Countess

The Bridal of Carrigvarah

Strange Event in the Life of Schalken the Painter

Scraps of Hibernian Ballads

Jim Sulivan’s Adventures in the Great Snow

A Chapter in the History of a Tyrone Family

An Adventure of Hardress Fitzgerald

The Quare Gander

Billy Maloney’s Taste of Love and Glory

Other Tales

Madam Crowl’s Ghost

Squire Toby’s Will

Dickon the Devil

The Child That Went with the Fairies

The White Cat of Drumgunniol

An Account of Some Strange Distrubances in Aungier Street

Ghost Stories of Chapelizod

Wicked Captain Walshawe, of Wauling

Sir Dominick’s Bargain

Ultor de Lacy

The Vision of Tom Chuff

Stories of Lough Guir

The Evil Guest

The Watcher

Laura Silver Bell

The Murdered Cousin

The Mysterious Lodger

An Authentic Narrative of a Haunted House

The Dead Sexton

A Debt of Honor

Devereux’s Dream

Catherine’s Quest

Haunted

Pichon and Sons

The Phantom Fourth

The Spirit’s Whisper

Dr. Feversham’s Story

The Secret of the Two Plaster Casts

What Was It?

Biography

Memoir of Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu by Alfred Perceval Graves

Table of Contents

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Chapter 1. Austin Ruthyn, of Knowl, and His Daughter

Chapter 2. Uncle Silas

Chapter 3. A New Face

Chapter 4. Madame De La Rougierre

Chapter 5. Sights and Noises

Chapter 6. A Walk in the Wood

Chapter 7. Church Scarsdale

Chapter 8. The Smoker

Chapter 9. Monica Knollys

Chapter 10. Lady Knollys Removes a Coverlet

Chapter 11. Lady Knollys Sees the Features

Chapter 12. A Curious Conversation

Chapter 13. Before and After Breakfast

Chapter 14. Angry Words

Chapter 15. A Warning

Chapter 16. Doctor Bryerly Looks in

Chapter 17. An Adventure

Chapter 18. A Midnight Visitor

Chapter 19. Au Revoir

Chapter 20. Austin Ruthyn Sets Out on His Journey

Chapter 21. Arrivals

Chapter 22. Somebody in the Room with the Coffin

Chapter 23. I Talk with Doctor Bryerly

Chapter 24. The Opening of the Will

Chapter 25. I Hear from Uncle Silas

Chapter 26. The Story of Uncle Silas

Chapter 27. More About Tom Clarke’s Suicide

Chapter 28. I Am Persuaded

Chapter 29. How the Ambassador Fared

Chapter 30. On the Road

Chapter 31. Bartram-Haugh

Chapter 32. Uncle Silas

Chapter 33. The Windmill Wood

Chapter 34. Zamiel

Chapter 35. We Visit a Room in the Second Storey

Chapter 36. An Arrival at Dead of Night

Chapter 37. Doctor Bryerly Emerges

Chapter 38. A Midnight Departure

Chapter 39. Cousin Monica and Uncle Silas Meet

Chapter 40. In which I Make Another Cousin’s Acquaintance

Chapter 41. My Cousin Dudley

Chapter 42. Elverston and its People

Chapter 43. News at Bartram Gate

Chapter 44. A Friend Arises

Chapter 45. A Chapter-Full of Lovers

Chapter 46. The Rivals

Chapter 47. Doctor Bryerly Reappears

Chapter 48. Question and Answer

Chapter 49. An Apparition

Chapter 50. Milly’s Farewell

Chapter 51. Sarah Matilda Comes to Light

Chapter 52. The Picture of a Wolf

Chapter 53. An Odd Proposal

Chapter 54. In Search of Mr. Clarke’s Skeleton

Chapter 55. The Foot of Hercules

Chapter 56. I Conspire

Chapter 57. The Letter

Chapter 58. Lady Knollys’ Carriage

Chapter 59. A Sudden Departure

Chapter 60. The Journey

Chapter 61. Our Bed-Chamber

Chapter 62. A Well-Known Face Looks in

Chapter 63. Spiced Claret

Chapter 64. The Hour of Death

Chapter 65. In the Oak Parlour

Conclusion

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IT WAS WINTER— that is, about the second week in November — and great gusts were rattling at the windows, and wailing and thundering among our tall trees and ivied chimneys — a very dark night, and a very cheerful fire blazing, a pleasant mixture of good round coal and spluttering dry wood, in a genuine old fireplace, in a sombre old room. Black wainscoting glimmered up to the ceiling, in small ebony panels; a cheerful chump of wax candles on the tea-table; many old portraits, some grim and pale, others pretty, and some very graceful and charming, hanging from the walls. Few pictures, except portraits long and short, were there. On the whole, I think you would have taken the room for our parlour. It was not like our modern notion of a drawing-room. It was a long room, too, and every way capacious, but irregularly shaped.

A girl of a little more than seventeen, looking, I believe, younger still; slight and rather tall, with a great deal of golden hair, dark grey-eyed, and with a countenance rather sensitive and melancholy, was sitting at the tea-table, in a reverie. I was that girl.

The only other person in the room — the only person in the house related to me — was my father. He was Mr. Ruthyn, of Knowl, so called in this county, but he had many other places, was of a very ancient lineage, who had refused a baronetage often, and it was said even a viscounty, being of a proud and defiant spirit, and thinking themselves higher in station and purer of blood than two-thirds of the nobility into whose ranks it was said, they had been invited to enter. Of all this family lore I knew but little and vaguely; only what is to be gathered from the fireside talk of old retainers in the nursery.

I am sure my father loved me, and I know I loved him. With the sure instinct of childhood I apprehended his tenderness, although it was never expressed in common ways. But my father was an oddity. He had been early disappointed in Parliament, where it was his ambition to succeed. Though a clever man, he failed there, where very inferior men did extremely well. Then he went abroad, and became a connoisseur and a collector; took a part, on his return, in literary and scientific institutions, and also in the foundation and direction of some charities. But he tired of this mimic government, and gave himself up to a country life, not that of a sportsman, b rather of a student, staying sometimes at one of his places and sometimes at another, and living a secluded life.