The Real Thing by Henry James - 2019

New York: Macmillan and Co. 1893 First Edition. 8vo. 275pp. + Ads. Blue cloth with black letters and red designs, gilt letters on spine. Cloth is soiled, extremities, mostly corners and head/tail of spine, rubbed, hinges wiggly and c racked, and slight foxing; thus, Fair to Good condition.. First Edition. Hard Cover. Fair.

Paperback / softback. New.

Paperback / softback. New.

MP3 Audio CD. The Real Thing I. WHEN the porter’s wife (she used to answer the house-bell), announced “A gentleman—with a lady, sir,” I had, as I often had in those days, for the wish was father to the thought, an immediate vision of sitters. Sitters my visitors in this case proved to be; but not in the sense I should have preferred. However, there was nothing at first to indicate that they might not have come for a portrait. The gentleman, a man of fifty, very high and very straight, with a moustache slightly grizzled and a dark grey walking-coat admirably fitted, both of which I noted professionally—I don’t mean as a barber or yet as a tailor—would have struck me as a celebrity if celebrities often were striking. It was a truth of which I had for some time been conscious that a figure with a good deal of frontage was, as one might say, almost never a public institution. A glance at the lady helped to remind me of this paradoxical law: she also looked too… Read More

MP3 Audio CD. The Real Thing I. WHEN the porter’s wife (she used to answer the house-bell), announced “A gentleman—with a lady, sir,” I had, as I often had in those days, for the wish was father to the thought, an immediate vision of sitters. Sitters my visitors in this case proved to be; but not in the sense I should have preferred. However, there was nothing at first to indicate that they might not have come for a portrait. The gentleman, a man of fifty, very high and very straight, with a moustache slightly grizzled and a dark grey walking-coat admirably fitted, both of which I noted professionally—I don’t mean as a barber or yet as a tailor—would have struck me as a celebrity if celebrities often were striking. It was a truth of which I had for some time been conscious that a figure with a good deal of frontage was, as one might say, almost never a public institution. A glance at the lady helped to remind me of this paradoxical law: she also looked too… Read More

Paperback / softback. New.

Paperback / softback. New.

Paperback / softback. New.

Paperback / softback. New.

Paperback / softback. New.