A Lodging For The Night

After a night of debauchery and crime, the notorious poet François Villon seeks refuge from the cold and the law. He finds shelter in the home of a reclusive old man, leading to a night of philosophical debate and moral reckoning. »A Lodging for the Night« is a short story by Robert Louis Stevenson, originally published in 1877. ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON [1850–1894] was a Scottish novelist, poet, essayist, and travel writer. He is among the 30 most translated authors of all time and has been praised by Marcel Proust, Jorge Luis Borges, Vladimir Nabokov, Ernest Hemingway, and Bertolt Brecht. Treasure Island is his most famous work, along with the gothic sci-fi novella Strange Case of Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde.

A Lodging For The Night And Pavilion on the Links by Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson was a Scottish novelist, poet, travel writer, and essayist. His most famous works are “Treasure Island” and “The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.” Now he is one of the most translated authors in the world. This volume consists of two magnificent short stories: intriguing “The Pavilion on the Links” and dramatic “A Lodging for the Night.”

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It was late in November 1456. The snow fell over Paris with rigorous, relentless persistence; sometimes the wind made a sally and scattered it in flying vortices; sometimes there was a lull, and flake after flake descended out of the black night air, silent, circuitous, interminable. To poor people, looking up under moist eyebrows, it seemed a wonder where it all came from. Master Francis Villon had propounded an alternative that afternoon, at a tavern window: was it only pagan Jupiter plucking geese upon Olympus?