The Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker pdf book download

The Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker pdf book download

Book: The Lair of the White Worm

Author: Bram Stoker

Release Date: March 27, 2005 

Language: English.

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Adam Salton sauntered into the Empire Club, Sydney, and found awaiting him a
letter from his grand-uncle. He had first heard from the old gentleman less than
a year before, when Richard Salton had claimed kinship, stating that he had been
unable to write earlier, as he had found it very difficult to trace his grand-
nephew’s address. Adam was delighted and replied cordially; he had often heard
his father speak of the older branch of the family with whom his people had long
lost touch. Some interesting correspondence had ensued. Adam eagerly opened
the letter which had only just arrived, and conveyed a cordial invitation to stop
with his grand-uncle at Lesser Hill, for as long a time as he could spare.
“Indeed,” Richard Salton went on, “I am in hopes that you will make your
permanent home here. You see, my dear boy, you and I are all that remain of our
race, and it is but fitting that you should succeed me when the time comes. In
this year of grace, 1860, I am close on eighty years of age, and though we have
been a long-lived race, the span of life cannot be prolonged beyond reasonable
bounds. I am prepared to like you, and to make your home with me as happy as
you could wish. So do come at once on receipt of this, and find the welcome I
am waiting to give you. I send, in case such may make matters easy for you, a
banker’s draft for £200. Come soon, so that we may both of us enjoy many
happy days together. If you are able to give me the pleasure of seeing you, send
me as soon as you can a letter telling me when to expect you. Then when you
arrive at Plymouth or Southampton or whatever port you are bound for, wait on
board, and I will meet you at the earliest hour possible.”
* * * * *
Old Mr. Salton was delighted when Adam’s reply arrived and sent a groom hot-
foot to his crony, Sir Nathaniel de Salis, to inform him that his grand-nephew
was due at Southampton on the twelfth of June.
Mr. Salton gave instructions to have ready a carriage early on the important day,
to start for Stafford, where he would catch the 11.40 a.m. train. He would stay
that night with his grand-nephew, either on the ship, which would be a new
experience for him, or, if his guest should prefer it, at a hotel. In either case they
would start in the early morning for home. He had given instructions to his
bailiff to send the postillion carriage on to Southampton, to be ready for their
journey home, and to arrange for relays of his own horses to be sent on at once.
He intended that his grand-nephew, who had been all his life in Australia, should
see something of rural England on the drive. He had plenty of young horses of
his own breeding and breaking, and could depend on a journey memorable to the
young man. The luggage would be sent on by rail to Stafford, where one of his
carts would meet it. Mr. Salton, during the journey to Southampton, often
wondered if his grand-nephew was as much excited as he was at the idea of
meeting so near a relation for the first time; and it was with an effort that he
controlled himself. The endless railway lines and switches round the
Southampton Docks fired his anxiety afresh.
As the train drew up on the dockside, he was getting his hand traps together,
when the carriage door was wrenched open and a young man jumped in.
“How are you, uncle? I recognised you from the photo you sent me! I wanted to
meet you as soon as I could, but everything is so strange to me that I didn’t quite
know what to do. However, here I am. I am glad to see you, sir. I have been
dreaming of this happiness for thousands of miles; now I find that the reality
beats all the dreaming!” As he spoke the old man and the young one were
heartily wringing each other’s hands.
The meeting so auspiciously begun proceeded well. Adam, seeing that the old
man was interested in the novelty of the ship, suggested that he should stay the
night on board, and that he would himself be ready to start at any hour and go
anywhere that the other suggested. This affectionate willingness to fall in with
his own plans quite won the old man’s heart. He warmly accepted the invitation,
and at once they became not only on terms of affectionate relationship, but
almost like old friends. The heart of the old man, which had been empty for so
long, found a new delight. The young man found, on landing in the old country,
a welcome and a surrounding in full harmony with all his dreams throughout his
wanderings and solitude, and the promise of a fresh and adventurous life. It was
not long before the old man accepted him to full relationship by calling him by
his Christian name. After a long talk on affairs of interest, they retired to the
cabin, which the elder was to share. Richard Salton put his hands affectionately
on the boy’s shoulders—though Adam was in his twenty-seventh year, he was a
boy, and always would be, to his grand-uncle.
“I am so glad to find you as you are, my dear boy—just such a young man as I
had always hoped for as a son, in the days when I still had such hopes.
However, that is all past. But thank God there is a new life to begin for both of
us. To you must be the larger part—but there is still time for some of it to be
shared in common. I have waited till we should have seen each other to enter
upon the subject; for I thought it better not to tie up your young life to my old
one till we should have sufficient personal knowledge to justify such a venture.
Now I can, so far as I am concerned, enter into it freely, since from the moment
my eyes rested on you I saw my son—as he shall be, God willing—if he chooses
such a course himself.”
“Indeed I do, sir—with all my heart!”
“Thank you, Adam, for that.” The old, man’s eyes filled and his voice trembled.
Then, after a long silence between them, he went on: “When I heard you were
coming I made my will. It was well that your interests should be protected from
that moment on. Here is the deed—keep it, Adam. All I have shall belong to
you; and if love and good wishes, or the memory of them, can make life sweeter,
yours shall be a happy one. Now, my dear boy, let us turn in. We start early in
the morning and have a long drive before us. I hope you don’t mind driving? 
I
was going to have the old travelling carriage in which my grandfather, your
great-grand-uncle, went to Court when William IV. was king. It is all right—
they built well in those days—and it has been kept in perfect order. But I think I
have done better: I have sent the carriage in which I travel myself. The horses
are of my own breeding, and relays of them shall take us all the way. I hope you
like horses? They have long been one of my greatest interests in life.”
“I love them, sir, and I am happy to say I have many of my own. My father gave
me a horse farm for myself when I was eighteen. I devoted myself to it, and it
has gone on. Before I came away, my steward gave me a memorandum that we
have in my own place more than a thousand, nearly all good.”
“I am glad, my boy. Another link between us.”
“Just fancy what a delight it will be, sir, to see so much of England—and with
you!”
“Thank you again, my boy. I will tell you all about your future home and its
surroundings as we go. We shall travel in old-fashioned state, I tell you. My
grandfather always drove four-in-hand; and so shall we.”


🔍American Adam Salton is contacted by his great uncle in England, who is trying to re-establish a relationship between the last two members of the family. Adam travels to Mercia, and quickly finds himself in the center of some inexplicable occurrences. The new heir to the Caswall estate, Edgar Caswall, appears to be making some sort of a mesmeric assault on a local girl. And a local lady, Arabella March, seems to be running a game of her own -- something strange, inexplicable, evil..

Book Excerpt From Many book__________

ove and good wishes, or the memory of them, can make life sweeter, yours shall be a happy one. Now, my dear boy, let us turn in. We start early in the morning and have a long drive before us. I hope you don't mind driving? I was going to have the old travelling carriage in which my grandfather, your great-grand-uncle, went to Court when William IV. was king. It is all right--they built well in those days--and it has been kept in perfect order. But I think I have done better: I have sent the carriage in which I travel myself. The horses are of my own breeding, and relays of them shall take us all the way. I hope you like horses? They have long been one of my greatest interests in life."
"I love them, sir, and I am happy to say I have many of my own. My father gave me a horse farm for myself when I was eighteen. I devoted myself to it, and it has gone on. Before I came away, my steward gave me a memorandum that we have in my own place more than a thousand, nearly all good."
"I am glad, my boy. Ano.