Books with title Summons

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Alfred Edward Woodley Mason (1865-1948), who wrote as A.E.W. Mason. During his long and productive career, he wrote many novels and short stories, ranging from mysteries and courtroom thrillers to the classic adventure novel, THE FOUR FEATHERS. His fiction is always taut, exciting, and suspenseful. THE SUMMONS The destruction of shipping by German submarines in this western section of the Mediterranean had an intermittent regularity. There would be ten successive days—hardly ever more than ten days—during which ships were sunk. Thereafter for three weeks, steamships and sailing ships would follow the course upon which they were ordered, without hurt or loss. After three weeks, the murderous business would begin again. There was but one explanation in Hillyard's opinion. "The submarines come out of Pola. When they reach the line between the Balearics and the Spanish coast, they have oil for ten days' cruising, and then return to their base," he argued. Now, if a submarine had been provisioned by José Medina in a creek of Mallorca, the ten days' cruise would be extended to three weeks. This had never happened. Moreover, the date fixed by Pontiana Tabor happened to fall precisely in the middle of one of those periods of three weeks during which the terror did not haunt those seas. Pontiana Tabor had not known enough. He had fixed his date at a venture. "Yes," said Hillyard, rising from his chair. "I agree with you, Señor Ramon. Tabor is a liar. What troubled me was that I had no clue as to why he should lie. You have given me it, and with all my heart I thank you." He shook the stevedore's hand and stood for a moment talking and joking with him upon other subjects. Hillyard knew the value of a smile and a jest and a friendly manner. Your very enemy in Spain will do you a good turn if you meet him thus. Then he turned to Baeza. "I shall be back, perhaps, in a week, but perhaps not. I will let you know in the usual way."

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Take care what you wish for. You just might get it. Twelve-year-old Casey doesn't think life could get any more unfair. Plans for her special basketball tournament are tossed aside by her sister's wedding plans. She even has to be a bridesmaid now, with all the lace and silk and-oh, the horror! All she wants is an escape, but she never imagined she'd be swept away to a world of Mother Goose rhymes, fairy tales, stories of Arabian Nights, and oh, by the way, all but one fairy godmother has been kidnapped. Casey learns she's been summoned as the Fable Ranger to lead the search and rescue of the missing wish-makers. But she's not the hero they want. In the world of fairy tales, damsels aren't meant to swoop in and save the day. Now all Casey wants is to go home, but the veil between worlds is on lockdown. Taking fate into her own hands, she embarks on an airship flight to find the phoenix tears that can open her way home. Her journey would've gone as smooth as the perfect layup if it weren't for that pesky bounty the evil Dovetail has placed on her head. But if Casey fails, the Arabian Nights will disappear forever-and leave her trapped in a world unraveling one fairy tale at a time.

Excerpt from The SummonsLuttrell read the telegram with surprise. It was not the answer which he had expected from the victim of the hesh pots in front of him.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Take care what you wish for. You just might get it. Twelve-year-old Casey doesn't think life could get any more unfair. Plans for her special basketball tournament are tossed aside by her sister's wedding plans. She even has to be a bridesmaid now, with all the lace and silk and-oh, the horror! All she wants is an escape, but she never imagined she'd be swept away to a world of Mother Goose rhymes, fairy tales, stories of Arabian Nights, and oh, by the way, all but one fairy godmother has been kidnapped. Casey learns she's been summoned as the Fable Ranger to lead the search and rescue of the missing wish-makers. But she's not the hero they want. In the world of fairy tales, damsels aren't meant to swoop in and save the day. Now all Casey wants is to go home, but the veil between worlds is on lockdown. Taking fate into her own hands, she embarks on an airship flight to find the phoenix tears that can open her way home. Her journey would've gone as smooth as the perfect layup if it weren't for that pesky bounty the evil Dovetail has placed on her head. But if Casey fails, the Arabian Nights will disappear forever-and leave her trapped in a world unraveling one fairy tale at a time.

Alfred Edward Woodley Mason (1865-1948), who wrote as A.E.W. Mason. During his long and productive career, he wrote many novels and short stories, ranging from mysteries and courtroom thrillers to the classic adventure novel, THE FOUR FEATHERS. His fiction is always taut, exciting, and suspenseful. THE SUMMONS The destruction of shipping by German submarines in this western section of the Mediterranean had an intermittent regularity. There would be ten successive days-hardly ever more than ten days-during which ships were sunk. Thereafter for three weeks, steamships and sailing ships would follow the course upon which they were ordered, without hurt or loss. After three weeks, the murderous business would begin again. There was but one explanation in Hillyard's opinion. "The submarines come out of Pola. When they reach the line between the Balearics and the Spanish coast, they have oil for ten days' cruising, and then return to their base," he argued. Now, if a submarine had been provisioned by José Medina in a creek of Mallorca, the ten days' cruise would be extended to three weeks. This had never happened. Moreover, the date fixed by Pontiana Tabor happened to fall precisely in the middle of one of those periods of three weeks during which the terror did not haunt those seas. Pontiana Tabor had not known enough. He had fixed his date at a venture. "Yes," said Hillyard, rising from his chair. "I agree with you, Señor Ramon. Tabor is a liar. What troubled me was that I had no clue as to why he should lie. You have given me it, and with all my heart I thank you." He shook the stevedore's hand and stood for a moment talking and joking with him upon other subjects. Hillyard knew the value of a smile and a jest and a friendly manner. Your very enemy in Spain will do you a good turn if you meet him thus. Then he turned to Baeza. "I shall be back, perhaps, in a week, but perhaps not. I will let you know in the usual way."