Excerpt from My Friend Prospero: A Novel The coachman' drew up his horses before the castle gateway, where their hoofs beat a sort of fan fare on the stone pavement; and the footman, letting himself smartly down, pulled, with a per emptory gesture that was just not quite a swagger, the bronze hand at the end of the dangling bell cord. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.