CONTENTS
KENT KNOWLES: QUAHAUG
CHAPTER I -- Which is Not a Chapter at All
CHAPTER II -- Which Repeats, for the Most Part, What Jim Campbell Said to Me and What I Said to Him
CHAPTER III -- Which, Although It Is Largely Family History, Should Not Be Skipped by the Reader
CHAPTER IV -- In Which Hephzy and I and the Plutonia Sail Together
CHAPTER V -- In Which We View, and Even Mingle Slightly with, the Upper Classes
CHAPTER VI -- In Which We Are Received at Bancroft's Hotel and I Receive a Letter
CHAPTER VII -- In Which a Dream Becomes a Reality
CHAPTER VIII -- In Which the Pilgrims Become Tenants
CHAPTER IX -- In Which We Make the Acquaintance of Mayberry and a Portion of Burgleston Bogs
CHAPTER X -- In Which I Break All Previous Resolutions and Make a New One
CHAPTER XI -- In Which Complications Become More Complicated
CHAPTER XII -- In Which the Truth Is Told at Last
CHAPTER XIII -- In Which Hephzy and I Agree to Live for Each Other
CHAPTER XIV -- In Which I Play Golf and Cross the Channel
CHAPTER XV -- In Which I Learn that All Abbeys Are Not Churches
CHAPTER XVI -- In Which I Take My Turn at Playing the Invalid
CHAPTER XVII -- In Which I, as Well as Mr. Solomon Cripps, Am Surprised
CHAPTER XVIII -- In Which the Pilgrimage Ends Where It Began
CHAPTER XIX -- Which Treats of Quahaugs in General
It was Asaph Tidditt who told me how to begin this history. Perhaps I should be very much obliged to Asaph; perhaps I shouldn't. He has gotten me out of a difficulty—or into one; I am far from certain which.
Ordinarily—I am speaking now of the writing of swashbuckling romances, which is, or was, my trade—I swear I never have called it a profession—the beginning of a story is the least of the troubles connected with its manufacture. Given a character or two and a situation, the beginning of one of those romances is, or was, pretty likely to be something like this:
“It was a black night. Heavy clouds had obscured the setting sun and now, as the cloc