Henry,’ at last said one, again dipping the spoon into the flaming spirit, ‘hast thou read Hoffman?”I should think so,’ said Henry.’What think you of him?”Why, that he writes admirably; and, moreover, what is more...

The studio was immense and gloomy, the sole light within it proceeding from a stove, around which the three were seated. Although they were bold, and of the age when men are most jovial, the...

Then Chameroy spoke. ‘You always put the blame on opium, but as I see it the case of Freneuse is much more complicated. Him, an invalid? No – a character from the tales of Hoffmann!...