The Riddle of the Sands
by Erskine Childers
Publication date 2009-04-25
Usage Public DomainCreative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audio book, audiobook, fiction, childers, riddle, spy, espionage, invasion, world war I, mystery, yachting, sailing, adventure, spy novel, churchill
LibriVox recording of The Riddle of the Sands, by Erskine Childers.
Containing many realistic details based on Childers's own sailing trips along the German North Sea coast, the book is the retelling of a yachting expedition in the early 20th century combined with an adventurous spy story.
It was one of the early invasion novels which predicted war with Germany and called for British preparedness. The plot involves the uncovering of secret German preparations for an invasion of the United Kingdom. It is often called the first modern spy novel, and although others are as well, it was certainly very influential in the genre and for its time.
The book enjoyed immense popularity in the years before World War I and was extremely influential. Winston Churchill later credited it as a major reason that the Admiralty decided to establish naval bases at Invergordon, the Firth of Forth and Scapa Flow.
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chapter 1 of the riddle of the sans this is the librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recorded by gazina the riddle of the sands by erskine childers chapter 1 the letter i have read of men who when forced by their calling to live for long periods in utter solitude save for a few black faces have made it a rule to dress regularly for dinner in order to maintain their self-respect and prevent a relapse into barbarism it was in some such spirit with an added touch of self-consciousness that at seven o'clock in the evening of 23rd of september in a recent year i was making my evening toilet in my chambers in palmell i thought the date and the place justify the parallel to my advantage even for the obscure burmese administrator might well be a man of blunted sensibilities and coarse fiber and at least he is alone with nature while i well a young man of condition and fashion who knows the right people belongs to the white clubs has a safe possibly a brilliant future in the foreign office may be excused for a sense of complacent martyrdom when with his keen appreciation of the social calendar he is doomed to the outer solitude of london in september i say martyrdom but in fact the case was infinitely worse for to feel oneself a martyr as everybody knows is a pleasurable thing and the true tragedy of my position was that i had passed that stage i had enjoyed what sweets it had to offer an ever dwindling degree since the middle of august when ties were still fresh and sympathy abundant i have been conscious that i was missed at marvin lodge party lady ashley herself had said so in the kindest possible manner when she wrote to acknowledge the letter in which i explained with an effectively austere reserve of language that circumstances compelled me to remain at my office we know how busy you must be just now she wrote and i do hope you won't overwork we shall all miss you very much friend after friend got away to sport and fresh air with promises to write and chaffing condolences and as each deserted the sinking ship i took a grim delight in my misery positively almost enjoying the first week or two after my world had been finally dissipated to the four bracing winds of heaven i began to take a spurious interest in the remaining five millions and wrote several clever letters in a vein of cheap satire indirectly suggesting the pathos of my position but indicating that i was broad-minded enough to find intellectual entertainment in the scenes persons and habits of london in the dead season i even did rational things at the instigation of others for though i should...