THE FORSYTE SAGA: The Man of Property, Indian Summer of a Forsyte, In Chancery, Awakening & To Let. John Galsworthy
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John Galsworthy
THE FORSYTE SAGA: The Man of Property, Indian Summer of a Forsyte, In Chancery, Awakening & To Let
Masterpiece of Modern Literature from the Nobel-Prize winner
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ISBN 978-80-272-0208-9
Table of Contents
Book 1: The Man of Property
Interlude: Indian Summer of a Forsyte
Book 2: In Chancery
Interlude: Awakening
Book 3: To Let
Book 1: The Man of Property
CHAPTER I—'AT HOME' AT OLD JOLYON'S
CHAPTER II—OLD JOLYON GOES TO THE OPERA
CHAPTER III—DINNER AT SWITHIN'S
CHAPTER IV—PROJECTION OF THE HOUSE
CHAPTER VII—OLD JOLYON'S PECCADILLO
CHAPTER VIII—PLANS OF THE HOUSE
CHAPTER I—PROGRESS OF THE HOUSE
CHAPTER III—DRIVE WITH SWITHIN
CHAPTER IV—JAMES GOES TO SEE FOR HIMSELF
CHAPTER V—SOAMES AND BOSINNEY CORRESPOND
CHAPTER VI—OLD JOLYON AT THE ZOO
CHAPTER VII—AFTERNOON AT TIMOTHY'S
CHAPTER IX—EVENING AT RICHMOND
CHAPTER X—DIAGNOSIS OF A FORSYTE
CHAPTER XII—JUNE PAYS SOME CALLS
CHAPTER XIII—PERFECTION OF THE HOUSE
CHAPTER XIV—SOAMES SITS ON THE STAIRS
CHAPTER I—MRS. MACANDER'S EVIDENCE
CHAPTER III—MEETING AT THE BOTANICAL
CHAPTER IV—VOYAGE INTO THE INFERNO
CHAPTER VI—SOAMES BREAKS THE NEWS
CHAPTER VIII—BOSINNEY'S DEPARTURE
TO MY WIFE:
I DEDICATE THE FORSYTE SAGA IN ITS ENTIRETY,
BELIEVING IT TO BE OF ALL MY WORKS THE LEAST
UNWORTHY OF ONE WITHOUT WHOSE ENCOURAGEMENT,
SYMPATHY AND CRITICISM I COULD NEVER HAVE
BECOME EVEN SUCH A WRITER AS I AM.
"........You will answer
The slaves are ours....."
—Merchant of Venice.
PART I
CHAPTER I—'AT HOME' AT OLD JOLYON'S
Those privileged to be present at a family festival of the Forsytes have seen that charming and instructive sight—an upper middle-class family in full plumage. But whosoever of these favoured persons has possessed the gift of psychological analysis (a talent without monetary value and properly ignored by the Forsytes), has witnessed a spectacle, not only delightful in itself, but illustrative of an obscure human problem. In plainer words, he has gleaned from a gathering of this family—no branch of which had a liking for the other, between no three members of whom existed anything worthy of the name of sympathy—evidence of that mysterious concrete tenacity which renders a family so formidable a unit of society, so clear a reproduction of society in miniature. He has been admitted to a vision of the dim roads of social progress, has understood something of