The poignant tale of a man possessed by the spirit of a long-dead 18th-century pirate. Arthur Lawford falls asleep beside the old tomb of a suicide and awakes to find his personality curiously invaded by another. His poignant struggle to retain his identity makes an unusual and haunting story.
ng sense almost as if of an unintelligible remorse had overtaken him, a vague thought that behind all these past years, hidden as it were from his daily life, lay something not yet quite reckoned with. How often as a boy had he been rapped into a galvanic activity out of the deep reveries he used to fall into--those fits of a kind of fishlike day-dream. How often, and even far beyond boyhood, had he found himself bent on some distant thought or fleeting vision that the sudden clash of self-possession had made to seem quite illusory, and yet had left so strangely haunting. And now the old habit had stirred out of its long sleep, and, through the gate that Influenza in departing had left ajar, had returned upon him.
'But I suppose we are all pretty much the same, if we only knew it,' he had consoled himself. 'We keep our crazy side to ourselves; that's all. We just go on for years and years doing and saying whatever happens to come up--and really keen about it too'--he had glanced up with a kind of chall
A lot of emotional and poetic style writing. The discription of the book is way more interesting than the book itself.