A story really only marred by the technology of the time--tape recorders. In a society broken into castes, each caste is broadcast music each night that will soothe and reassure it. A newspaper reporter interviews Mr. Pettigill, the man who has been in charge of the tapes and broadcasts for 20 years. The reporter's idle question sets a chain of events going.
It's a two-character story, and the characters have little back-story, but the plot was entertaining.
An odd ghost story without a ghost. Set in Switzerland, it is the overheard story of another place. Why Switzerland? why not just tell the story? Beats me.
The story itself is thin and unfrightening.
Not one of Chuck's better efforts.
A very well-translated story of an officer of the Tsar's navy who is betrayed by his younger brother and branded a traitor. He flees Russia and is shipwrecked on an island between the Baltic and Sea of Finland. He builds a tower there and passes himself off as a Satanic Alchemist.
Years pass, and he gradually trains his son to be the instrument of his revenge.
The story moves along quite well, and the main characters are well-drawn.
The Liverpool to New York undersea tube is basically a large pneumatic tube. Built at the end of the 20th century, it has been up and running for three years when one of the tube's engineers confides to a friend that it is not safe. The friend is leaving for Europe in the tube the next day. When disaster strikes, there is only one survivor to tell the story.
No women were harmed in the making of the story, as the only woman in it is already dead and crumbles to dust.
An account of the rescue of the survivor would have been interesting, but it just happens with no details.
The story is so old and quaint that it creaks.