Название | The Map of Time and The Turn of the Screw |
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Автор произведения | Felix J. Palma |
Жанр | Историческая литература |
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Издательство | Историческая литература |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780007344154 |
THE MAP OF TIME
By Félix J. Palma and
THE TURN OF THE SCREW
By Henry James
Copyright
This omnibus edition first published HarperCollins 2011©
The Turn of the Screw
This edition of The Turn of the Screw first published by HarperCollins in 2011
Life & Times section by Gerard Cheshire Classic Literature: Words and Phrases adapted from Collins English Dictionary
The Map of Time
Copyright © Felix Palma 2008 Translation copyright © Nick Caistor 2011 First published in Spanish as El Mapa Del Tiempo 2008
Felix Palma asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library
ISBN: 9780007344123
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Contents
THE MAP OF TIME
THE TURN OF THE SCREW
FELIX PALMA
The Map of Time
Translated from the Spanish by Nick Caistor
‘The distinction between past, present and future is an illusion, but a very persistent one.’
ALBERT EINSTEIN
‘Mankind’s most perfectly terrifying work of art is the division of time.’
ELIAS CANETTI
‘What is waiting for me in the direction I don’t take?’
JACK KEROUAC
Contents
PART ONE
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
Chapter XVII
PART TWO
Chapter XVIII
Chapter XIX
Chapter XX
Chapter XXI
Chapter XXII
Chapter XXIII
Chapter XXIV
Chapter XXV
Chapter XXVI
Chapter XXVII
Chapter XXVIII
Chapter XXIX
Chapter XXX
Chapter XXXI
Chapter XXXII
Chapter XXXIII
PART THREE
Chapter XXXIV
Chapter XXXV
Chapter XXXVI
Chapter XXXVII
Chapter XXXVIII
Chapter XXXIX
Chapter XL
Chapter XLI
Chapter XLII
Chapter XLIII
About the Author
PART ONE
Chapter I
Andrew Harrington would gladly have died several times over if that meant not having to choose just one pistol from among his father’s vast collection in the living-room cabinet. Decisions had never been Andrew’s strong point. On close examination, his life had been a series of mistaken choices, the last of which threatened to cast its lengthy shadow over the future. But that life of unedifying blunders was about to end. This time he was sure he had made the right decision, because he had decided not to decide. There would be no more mistakes in the future because there would be no future. He was going to destroy it completely by putting one of those guns to his right temple. He could see no other solution: obliterating the future was the only way for him to eradicate the past.
He scanned the contents of the cabinet, the lethal assortment his father had lovingly assembled after his return from the war. He was fanatical about those weapons, though Andrew suspected it was not so much nostalgia that drove him to collect them as his desire to contemplate the novel ways mankind kept coming up with for taking one’s own life outside the law. In stark contrast to his father, Andrew was impassive as he surveyed the apparently docile, almost humdrum implements that had brought thunder to men’s fingertips and freed war from the unpleasantness of hand-to-hand combat.
He tried to imagine what kind of death might be lurking inside each of