To That Most Gallant Company the Officers and Men of the South African Infantry Brigade on the Western Front...

The earlier adventures of Richard Hannay, to which occasional reference is made in this narrative, are recounted in The Thirty-Nine Steps and Greenmantle. J. B....

I spent one-third of my journey looking out of the window of a first-class carriage, the next in a local motorcar following the course of a trout stream in a shallow valley, and the last tramping over...

I spent one-third of my journey looking out of the window of a first-class carriage, the next in a local motorcar following the course of a trout stream in a shallow valley, and the last tramping over...

Up on the high veld our rivers are apt to be strings of pools linked by muddy trickles⁠—the most stagnant kind of watercourse you would look for in a day’s journey. But presently they reach the edge o...

Thirty-five hours later I found myself in my rooms in Westminster. I thought there might be a message for me there, for I didn’t propose to go and call openly on Blenkiron at Claridge’s till I had his...

I took the train three days later from King’s Cross to Edinburgh. I went to the Pentland Hotel in Princes Street and left there a suitcase containing some clean linen and a change of clothes. I had be...

The Tobermory was no ship for passengers. Its decks were littered with a hundred oddments, so that a man could barely walk a step without tacking, and my bunk was simply a shelf in the frowsty little ...

Obviously I must keep away from the railway. If the police were after me in Morvern, that line would be warned, for it was a barrier I must cross if I were to go farther north. I observed from the map...

I saw an old green felt hat, and below it lean tweed-clad shoulders. Then I saw a knapsack with a stick slung through it, as the owner wriggled his way on to a shelf. Presently he turned his face upwa...

“Ye’re punctual to time, Mr. Brand,” said the voice of Amos. “But losh! man, what have ye done to your breeks! And your buits? Ye’re no just very respectable in your appearance.” I wasn’t. The confoun...

“Drive me somewhere to breakfast, Archie,” I said, “for I’m perishing hungry.” He and I got into the tonneau, and the driver swung us out of the station road up a long incline of hill. Sir Archie had ...

The train was abominably late. It was due at eight-twenty-seven, but it was nearly ten when we reached St. Pancras. I had resolved to go straight to my rooms in Westminster, buying on the way a cap an...

I collected some baggage and a pile of newly arrived letters from my rooms in Westminster and took a taxi to my Park Lane flat. Usually I had gone back to that old place with a great feeling of comfor...

I returned to France on 13 September, and took over my old brigade on the 19th of the same month. We were shoved in at the Polygon Wood on the 26th, and after four days got so badly mauled that we wer...

I looked up Eaucourt Sainte-Anne on the map, and the more I studied its position the less I liked it. It was the knot from which sprang all the main routes to our Picardy front. If the Boche ever brok...

I looked up Eaucourt Sainte-Anne on the map, and the more I studied its position the less I liked it. It was the knot from which sprang all the main routes to our Picardy front. If the Boche ever brok...

Three days later I got my orders to report at Paris for special service. They came none too soon, for I chafed at each hour’s delay. Every thought in my head was directed to the game which we were pla...

Ten days later the porter Joseph Zimmer of Arosa, clad in the tough and shapeless trousers of his class, but sporting an old velveteen shooting-coat bequeathed to him by a former German master⁠—speaki...

The journalist from Kansas City was a man of action. He wasted no words in introducing himself or unfolding his plan of campaign. “You’ve got to follow me, mister, and not deviate one inch from my tra...

He pointed to the slip on the table. “You have seen the orders?” I nodded. “The long day’s work is over. You must rejoice, for your part has been the hardest, I think. Some day you will tell me about ...

This is the story which I heard later from Mary⁠ ⁠… She was at Milan with the new Anglo-American hospital when she got Blenkiron’s letter. Santa Chiara had always been the place agreed upon, and this ...

“Why, Mr. Ivery, come right in,” said the voice at the table. There was a screen before me, stretching from the fireplace to keep off the draught from the door by which I had entered. It stood higher ...

The following evening⁠—it was the 20th day of March⁠—I started for France after the dark fell. I drove Ivery’s big closed car, and within sat its owner, bound and gagged, as others had sat before him ...

Next morning I found the Army Commander on his way to Doullens. “Take over the division?” he said. “Certainly. I’m afraid there isn’t much left of it. I’ll tell Carr to get through to the Corps Headqu...

I slept for one and three-quarter hours that night, and when I awoke I seemed to emerge from deeps of slumber which had lasted for days. That happens sometimes after heavy fatigue and great mental str...