The Innocence of Father BrownBritish writer GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON (1874-1936) expounded prolifically about his wide-ranging philosophies-he is impossible to categorize as "liberal" or "conservative," for instance-across a wide variety of avenues: he was a literary critic, historian, playwright, novelist, columnist, and poet. His witty, humorous style earned him the title of the "prince of paradox," and his works-80 books and nearly 4,000 essays-remain among the most beloved in the English language Chesterton is best remembered, perhaps, as a spinner of mystery tales, and for his recurring character of the unlikely detective Father Brown, who debuted in this 1911 collection of stories. This volume includes: . "The Blue Cross" . "The Secret Garden" . "The Queen Feet" . "The Flying Stars" . "The Invisible Man" . "The Honour of Israel Gow" . "The Wrong Shape" . "The Sins of Prince Saradine" . "The Hammer of God" . "The Eye of Apollo" . "The Sign of the Broken Sword" . "The Three Tools of Death" |
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User Review - quondame - LibraryThingThe puzzles of the murders and thefts are rather nice, and the creation of Father Brown has it's delights though he's a bit too much. Flambeau, after his first two appearances is a complete dud ... Read full review
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User Review - weird_O - LibraryThingIf you know Chesterton's Father Brown from the recent PBS series featuring Mark Williams, you may not recognize him in this story collection. [The Innocence of Father Brown] is Chesterton's first ... Read full review
Contents
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The Secret Garden | 24 |
The Queer Feet | 41 |
The Flying Stars | 58 |
The Honour of Israel Gow | 85 |
TheWrongShape | 98 |
The Sins of Prince Saradine | 114 |
The Hammer of God | 131 |
The Eye of Apollo | 146 |
The Sign of the Broken Sword | 160 |
The Three Tools of Death | 176 |
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Page 22 - Well,' went on Father Brown, with lumbering lucidity, 'as you wouldn't leave any tracks for the police, of course somebody had to. At every place we went to, I took care to do something that would get us talked about for the rest of the day. I didn't do much harm — a splashed wall, spilt apples, a broken window; but I saved the cross, as the cross will always be saved. It is at Westminster by now. I rather wonder you didn't stop it with the Donkey's Whistle.
Page 9 - Valentin kept his eye open for someone else; he looked out steadily for anyone, rich or poor, male or female, who was well up to six feet; for Flambeau was four inches above it. He alighted at Liverpool Street, however, quite conscientiously secure that he had not missed the criminal so far. He then went to Scotland Yard to regularize his position and arrange for help in case of need; he then lit another cigarette and went for a long stroll in the streets of London. As he was walking in the streets...
Page 9 - Yard to regularise his position and arrange for help in case of need; he then lit another cigarette and went for a long stroll in the streets of London. As he was walking in the streets and squares beyond Victoria, he paused suddenly and stood. It was a quaint, quiet square, very typical of London, full of an accidental stillness. The tall, flat houses round looked at once prosperous and uninhabited; the square of shrubbery in the centre looked as deserted as a green Pacific islet.