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Anthologies & Literature Collections
Love, Loss, and Love Again... Charlotte Dean enjoys nothing more than the solitude of her London flat and the monotonous days of her work at a travel bookshop. But when her younger sister unceremoniously bursts into her... See More
ComputingSurveying the major programming languages that have hallmarked the evolution of computing, Programming Language Fundamentals by Example provides an understanding of the many languages and notations used in computer science... See More
ComputingSurveying the major programming languages that have hallmarked the evolution of computing, Programming Language Fundamentals by Example provides an understanding of the many languages and notations used in computer science... See More
Anthologies & Literature Collections
Nothing will stop Tonia from finding a home of her own Tonia has lived all her life in the quiet Scottish countryside and can't imagine herself anywhere else. But when her beloved older sister gets married and moves away... See More
Literary Fiction
Yes, her job was the loneliest in the world. No king, no dictator set high upon a pinnacle, was as friendless as the headmistress of a girls' school. Charlotte Fairlie loves her position at the illustrious St. Elizabeth's... See More
Classics
No Matter What Life Throws at Them, the Grace Sisters Always Have Each Other The four Grace sisters -- Liz, Sal, Tilly, and Addie -- love their quiet life in the country village of Chevis Green. To some, their insular world... See More
Frances was free. She had enough money for her holiday, and when it was over she would find useful work. Her plans were vague, but she would have plenty of time to think things out when she got to Cairn. One thing only was... See More
Sometimes it is difficult to see clearly in what direction one's duty lies (and especially difficult for people like myself with a husband in one part of the world and children in another) but Tim and I, talking it over... See More
"I like Mureth," declared Lady Shaw. "There's something about Mureth." "It does things to people," Mamie agreed. Lady Shaw considered this. It sounded silly, but was it really silly. People said that Mamie Johnstone was a... See More
Miss Clutterbuck would like me to run the bar -- no, it can't be that -- run the car, which has seen its best days but is still useful for shopping. Grace has told her I am patient and tactful, so (as she herself is neither... See More
Iain stood for a few minutes on the little bridge that crossed the burn and looked at the house -- he felt that he had betrayed it. No people save his own had ever lived in the house, and now he had sold it into slavery. For... See More
Literary Fiction
"I'm not really worrying, but it's very isolated. Boscath is like an island in some ways." "I see what you mean," nodded Jock. "And Rhoda isn't used to islands." James Dering and his new wife Rhoda are returning from... See More
There is so much War News in News Bulletins, in Newspapers, and so much talk about the war that I do not intend to write about it in my diary. Indeed my diary is a sort of escape from the war... though it is almost... See More
"I'm not really worrying, but it's very isolated. Boscath is like an island in some ways." "I see what you mean," nodded Jock. "And Rhoda isn't used to islands." James Dering and his new wife Rhoda are returning from... See More
"Do you know anything about her, Richard?" "Nothing except that she lives in London, is obviously well off and very impulsive... She bought the house as if it were-a bun. She bought it straight off without seeing it." "She... See More
Literary Fiction
How old you can grow in three years! It is only a fraction of time but to Esther Musgrave it seemed longer than all the rest of her life put together. In three years she had become an entirely different person -- or so she... See More
Literary Fiction
Sometimes she wished she could stick up a large notice saying: "FOUR CHILDREN ARE NOT TOO MANY"... Raising four young children on her own in the years of postwar rationing, widowed Dinah tends to be the subject of... See More
Literary Fiction
"Do you know anything about her, Richard?" "Nothing except that she lives in London, is obviously well off and very impulsive... She bought the house as if it were -- a bun. She bought it straight off without seeing... See More
Literary Fiction
"Now, listen to me," said Mr. Green earnestly. "I've brought up my little girl as a girl should be brought up. I've sheltered her from the world. She's uncontaminated by the modern ideas -- uncontaminated. What d'you think... See More
Literary Fiction
"There's something... I mean we simply must see Miss Fortune now. She isn't in bed, is she?" "No, she ain't," said Nannie grimly. "She ought to be, but she ain't, an' you shall see 'er. Ho, yes you shall! Both of you shall... See More
Sometimes she wished she could stick up a large notice saying: "FOUR CHILDREN ARE NOT TOO MANY"... Raising four young children on her own in the years of postwar rationing, widowed Dinah tends to be the subject of... See More
"Now, listen to me," said Mr. Green earnestly. "I've brought up my little girl as a girl should be brought up. I've sheltered her from the world. She's uncontaminated by the modern ideas-uncontaminated. What d'you think of... See More
Yes, her job was the loneliest in the world. No king, no dictator set high upon a pinnacle, was as friendless as the headmistress of a girls' school. Charlotte Fairlie loves her position at the illustrious St. Elizabeth's... See More
"There's something... I mean we simply must see Miss Fortune now. She isn't in bed, is she?" "No, she ain't," said Nannie grimly. "She ought to be, but she ain't, an' you shall see 'er. Ho, yes you shall! Both of you shall... See More
Literary Fiction
Miss Clutterbuck would like me to run the bar -- no, it can't be that -- run the car, which has seen its best days but is still useful for shopping. Grace has told her I am patient and tactful, so (as she herself is neither... See More
How old you can grow in three years! It is only a fraction of time but to Esther Musgrave it seemed longer than all the rest of her life put together. In three years she had become an entirely different person-or so she... See More
Literary Fiction
Iain stood for a few minutes on the little bridge that crossed the burn and looked at the house -- he felt that he had betrayed it. No people save his own had ever lived in the house, and now he had sold it into slavery. For... See More
Literary Fiction
Sometimes it is difficult to see clearly in what direction one's duty lies (and especially difficult for people like myself with a husband in one part of the world and children in another) but Tim and I, talking it over... See More
Caroline opened the door and saw Mr. Shepperton standing on the step. "Oh, it's you!" she exclaimed in surprise. "Did you -- were you expecting someone else?" he asked. "Only the Queen," replied Caroline, chuckling. "Don't... See More
Literary Fiction
Frances was free. She had enough money for her holiday, and when it was over she would find useful work. Her plans were vague, but she would have plenty of time to think things out when she got to Cairn. One thing only was... See More