Lord Arthur Savile's Crime & Other Stories

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J.R. Osgood, McIlvaine and Company, 1891 - 168 strán (strany)
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Lord Arthur Savile's Crime is a classic Irish literature volume and a collection of great short stories by Oscar Wilde which includes the following titles: Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, The Canterville Ghost, The Sphinx Without a Secret, The Model Millionaire and The Portrait of Mr. W. H.Lord Arthur Savile's Crime is a classic Irish literature volume and a collection of great short stories by Oscar Wilde which includes the following titles: Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, The Canterville Ghost, The Sphinx Without a Secret, The Model Millionaire and The Portrait of Mr. W. H.

 

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The wry distanced tone in which these stories are composed and the consistent observations on the characters are mostly at odds with other tonal elements in these stories and the last is largely a ... Čítať celú recenziu

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Delicious fun! This is along the lines of “The Importance of Being Earnest” or “An Ideal Husband,” only in short story format rather than a play. Ridiculous, witty, and charming, this story adds a ... Čítať celú recenziu

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