The Hold (part two)

Short Story The Hold (part two)                         A tap, tap made him look behind. “See the phone? If you need anything, pick it up. Operator.” “Gotcha.” A bunch of greens fell in a stack, and poofed off, with a shimmery sound effect; more fell, […]

The Hold (part one)

Short Story The Hold (part one)                               A few of the people you had no respect for, lately had gone changeling, like co-optees in a doddering cult. This was funny, laughable funny, and for the comedians on TV, the jokes had […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (conclusion)

Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. Imberger (conclusion)                                 After all, it may be that Andrée acquitted herself thus from family duty, making this her own, simply from respect for the customs of her husband towards this young man who’d […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (part seven)

Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. Imberger (part seven)                                 “On this day, I left the house at a good hour, having a number of errands to do. At the last, I had gone up to the house of a […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (part six)

Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. Imberger (part six)                                 “I have seen him. I have seen him, no doubt is possible. I left the school of medicine at nightfall, after I’d finished my class. A car was stopped at […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (part five)

Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. Imberger (part five)                             I waited before acting. The newspapers oppressed me more and more, with their lively mockeries of my blindness. Certain wise reporters, following personal inquiries pressed to the depths, had most certainly glimpsed […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (part three)

Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. Imberger (part three)                     “You don’t know him,” he said with conviction. “He has no interest in the world but his collections. He loves no one in the world but his wife. He has for me, who respects him as […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (part two)

Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. Imberger (part two)                 But when three o’clock passed, M. Imberger still was not there. Mme Imberger now felt worried. The guests were beginning to take their leaves. M. Imberger was punctuality itself, how had he not arrived? She told her anxiety […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Ghost of M. Imberger (part one)

New for Translation Thursday, the short stories of Frédéric Boutet, born at Bourges, 1874; died 1941 as a refugee at Arachon (WWII), a writer of mystery with occult overtones, in his lifetime compared to Poe. These stories are from Le Spectre de M. Imberger, Flammarion, 1922, public domain.   Frédéric Boutet The Ghost of M. […]

Sympathy for the Torturer: Fourth Tourmaline (part two)

Tourmaline Sympathy for the Torturer (part two)               Herward said, “Is that enough? I’ll go back.” He touched often, and did so now, tapping Anton on the wrist and pointing to show the queue empty. “More bread.” “Have mine.” Then: “Now, listen. How would it be…how would you personally […]