The Sorrows Of Satan: Or The Strange Experience Of One Geoffrey Tempest, Millionaire; A Romance (Classic Reprint)

Excerpt From The Sorrows Of Satan: Or The Strange Experience Of One Geoffrey Tempest, Millionaire; A Romance I Laughed As I Read The Absurd Signature, Though My Eyes Were Dim With Something Like Tears. Bofes Was The Nick Name Given To My Friend By Several Of Our College Companions, And Neither He Nor I Knew How It First Arose. But No One Except The Dons Ever Addressed Him By His Proper Name, Which Was John Carrington, - He Was Simply Boles, And Bofes He Remained Even Now For All Those Who Had Been His Intimates. I Refolded And Put By His Letter And The Draft For The Fifty Pounds, And With A Passing Vague Wonder As To What Manner Of Man The Philanthropist Might Be Who Had More Money Than He Knew What To Do With, I Turned To The Consideration Of My Other Two Correspondents, Relieved To Feel That Now, Whatever Happened, I Could Settle Up Arrears With My Landlady The Next Day As I Had Promised. Moreover I Could Order Some Supper, And Have A Fire Lit To Cheer My Chilly Room. Before Attending To These Creature Comforts However, I Opened The Long Blue Envelope That Looked So Like A Threat Of Legal Proceedings, And Unfolding The Paper Within, Stared At It Amazedly. What Was It All About? The Written Characters Danced Before My Eyes, - Puzzled And Bewild Ered, I Found Myself Reading The Thing Over And Over Again Without Any Clear Comprehension Of It. Presently A Glimmer Of Meaning ashed Upon Me, Startling My Senses Like An Electric Shock, No - No - Impossible! Fortune Never Could Be So Mad As This -Never So Wildly Capricious And Grotesque Of Humour! It Was Some Senseless Hoax That Was Being Practised Upon Me, And Yet, If It Were A Joke, It Was A Very Elaborate And Remarkable One Weighted With The Majesty Of The Law Too! Upon My Word And By All The Fantastical Freakish Destinies That Govern Human Affairs, The News Seemed Actually Positive And Genuine! Teadying My Thoughts With An Effort, I Read Every Word Of The Document Over Again Deliberately, And The Stupefaction Of My Wonder Increased. Was I Going Mad, Or Sickening For A Fever? Or Could This Start Ling, This Stupendous Piece Of Information Be Really True? Because, -If Indeed It Were True, Heavens -I Turned Giddy To Think Of It, - And It Was Only By Sheer Force Of Will That I Kept Myself From Swoon Ing With The Agitation Of Such Sudden Surprise And Ecstasy. If It Were True - Why Then The World Was Mine - I Was King Instead Of Beggar - I Was Everything I Chose To Be! The Letter, - The Amazing Letter, Bore The Printed Name Of A Noted Firm Of London Solicitors, And Stated In Measured And Precise Terms That A Distant Relative Of My FatherS, Of Whom I Had Scarcely Heard, Except Remotely Now And Then During My Boyhood, Had Died Suddenly In South America, Leaving Me His Sole Heir. About The Publisher Forgotten Books Publishes Hundreds Of Thousands Of Rare And Classic Books. Find More At This Book Is A Reproduction Of An Important Historical Work. Forgotten Books Uses State-Of-The-Art Technology To Digitally Reconstruct The Work, Preserving The Original Format Whilst Repairing Imperfections Present In The Aged Copy. In Rare Cases, An Imperfection In The Original, Such As A Blemish Or Missing Page, May Be Replicated In Our Edition. We Do, However, Repair The Vast Majority Of Imperfections Successfully; Any Imperfections That Remain Are Intentionally Left To Preserve The State Of Such Historical Works.