Label: Naxos AudioBooks
Genre: Classic Fiction
Catalogue No: NA0015
Barcode: 9781843794271
Release Date: 01/2010

JAMES, M.R.: Ghost Stories of an Antiquary (Unabridged)

The powerful sense of evil—darkness, creepy hairy presences, cloaks, hoods, talons and tentacles—pervades these classic ghost stories by M.R. James. A Cambridge scholar himself, James explored what happens when academics dabble in things they don’t understand and unleash forces of which they know nothing. The titles in Ghost Stories of an Antiquary range from witchcraft to the occult, and tap into our primal fear of things that go bump in the night. They are recognised as the best of their genre.

Tracklist

Disc 1
James, Montague Rhodes - Author
Timson, David (Reader)
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
1Canon Alberic's Scrapbook04:21
Timson, David (Reader)
2Before the expiration of the two hours…03:56
Timson, David (Reader)
3At once all Dennistoun's cherished dreams…04:24
Timson, David (Reader)
4Such a collection Dennistoun had hardly dreamed of…04:55
Timson, David (Reader)
5I entirely despair of conveying by any words…05:01
Timson, David (Reader)
6All this time a growing feeling of discomfort…04:49
Timson, David (Reader)
7He died that summer; his daughter married…03:54
Timson, David (Reader)
8Lost Hearts04:12
Timson, David (Reader)
9It seemed a little odd that he should have asked…04:30
Timson, David (Reader)
10The remainder of the evening was spent by Stephen…04:48
Timson, David (Reader)
11On the following evening the usual duet…03:45
Timson, David (Reader)
12The wind had fallen, and there was a still night…03:05
Timson, David (Reader)
13On the table in Mr. Abney's study certain papers were found…04:25
Timson, David (Reader)
14The Mezzotint04:25
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
15The only item with which I am concerned…04:19
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
16Hall in Mr. Williams's college was at seven.04:50
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
17'Well,' said Nisbet, 'I have here a view of a country-house…'03:34
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
18'Now what do you mean to do?' he said.03:27
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
Disc 2
1There was the house, as before under the waning moon…02:45
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
2This looked like business…03:42
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
3The Ash-Tree05:02
Timson, David (Reader)
4Mainly on this evidence…04:33
Timson, David (Reader)
5One of the men went to fetch the parson…04:58
Timson, David (Reader)
6This is all that need be quoted from Mr. Crome's papers.04:06
Timson, David (Reader)
7One morning (it was in 1754) Sir Richard woke…04:37
Timson, David (Reader)
8The parlour contained the family books…04:48
Timson, David (Reader)
9Thou shalt seek me in the morning…04:50
Timson, David (Reader)
10Number 1304:19
Timson, David (Reader)
11Supper-time was approaching…05:09
Timson, David (Reader)
12Anderson had not time to do more than glance…05:09
Timson, David (Reader)
13Now came a distant step in the street…04:51
Timson, David (Reader)
14At supper he found himself next to the landlord.04:54
Timson, David (Reader)
15Anderson finished his letters, ordered in whisky and soda…05:01
Timson, David (Reader)
16Suddenly the crying or singing voice…03:54
Timson, David (Reader)
17The men nodded, and the younger stepped forward…05:02
Timson, David (Reader)
Disc 3
1Count Magnus04:48
Timson, David (Reader)
2They received Mr. Wraxall with great kindness…04:28
Timson, David (Reader)
3I find that early on the following day Mr. Wraxall…04:32
Timson, David (Reader)
4It could not be denied that this threw a rather lurid light…05:24
Timson, David (Reader)
5'You understand that they were sure these men were dead…'04:43
Timson, David (Reader)
6Mr. Wraxall noted the finely-worked and massive steel padlocks…04:53
Timson, David (Reader)
7Poor Mr. Wraxall! He set out on his journey…04:43
Timson, David (Reader)
8'Oh, Whistle, and I'll Come to You, My Lad'05:27
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
9'—I hold that any semblance…'04:41
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
10Few people can resist the temptation…04:46
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
11Parkins had, in fact, very little time for dressing.05:04
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
12Quickly as it had risen, the wind did not fall at once.04:46
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
13The scraping of match on box and the glare of light…03:59
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
14Parkins was on the point of answering…04:08
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
15At this point Parkins was in favour of sending the boy home…04:27
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
16The latter was unwontedly silent and pensive at dinner…05:25
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
Disc 4
1Parkins, who very much dislikes being questioned…04:03
Critchlow, Stephen (Reader)
2The Treasure of Abbot Thomas04:39
Timson, David (Reader)
3A sad perplexity it had been to our investigator…04:56
Timson, David (Reader)
4I labour under a grave disadvantage as narrator of this story…04:16
Timson, David (Reader)
5'Well, Somerton,' said Mr. Gregory, as he crossed the room…03:02
Timson, David (Reader)
63: This was Mr. Somerton's story: 'You know roughly…'04:51
Timson, David (Reader)
7'Blank as I felt and must have looked for the first few minutes…'04:44
Timson, David (Reader)
8Then I thought to myself, "Wasn't there some allusion…"'05:09
Timson, David (Reader)
9'Next, what about the well? There was not much doubt…'03:58
Timson, David (Reader)
10'Half aloud I counted the steps as we went down…'03:55
Timson, David (Reader)
11'Well, I felt to the right, and my fingers touched something…'02:53
Timson, David (Reader)
12'Well, sir,' said Brown, speaking low and nervously…03:26
Timson, David (Reader)
13'Well, there is my story; and, if you don't believe it…'01:55
Timson, David (Reader)

Total Playing Time: 04:42:21