The Sword of Damocles. Анна Грин

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       A MAN'S A MAN FOR A' THAT.

       THE BRETON MILLS: A Romance of New England Life. By Charles J. Bellamy .

       CUPID AND THE SPHINX. By Harford Flemming .

       A STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE. By Anna Katherine Green .

       THE HEART OF IT: A Romance of East and West. By William O. Stoddard .

       UNCLE JACK'S EXECUTORS. By Annette Lucille Noble .

       THE STRANDED SHIP: A Story of Sea and Shore . By L. Clarke Davis .

       NESTLENOOK. By Leonard Kip , Author of "The Dead Marquise," "Under the Bells," etc.

       THE TRANS-ATLANTIC SERIES.

       I. CAPTAIN FRACASSE. By Theophile Gautier . Translated by E. M. Beam .

       II. THE AMAZON. By Franz Dingelstedt . Translated by Jas. Morgan Hart .

       MOTHER MOLLY. By Frances Mary Peard .

       THE LOST CASKET. Translated from "La Main Coupée" of F. de Boisgobey by S. Lee .

BOOK I.

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TWO MEN.

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I.

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A WANDERER.

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      "There's no such word."—BULWER.

      A wind was blowing through the city. Not a gentle and balmy zephyr, stirring the locks on gentle ladies' foreheads and rustling the curtains in elegant boudoirs, but a chill and bitter gale that rushed with a swoop through narrow alleys and forsaken courtyards, biting the cheeks of the few solitary wanderers that still lingered abroad in the darkened streets.

      In front of a cathedral that reared its lofty steeple in the midst of the squalid houses and worse than squalid saloons of one of the dreariest portions of the East Side, stood the form of a woman. She had paused in her rush down the narrow street to listen to the music, perhaps, or to catch a glimpse of the light that now and then burst from the widely swinging doors as they opened and shut upon some tardy worshipper.

      She was tall and fearful looking; her face, when the light struck it, was seared and desperate; gloom and desolation were written on all the lines of her rigid but wasted form, and when she shuddered under the gale, it was with that force and abandon to which passion lends its aid, and in which the soul proclaims its doom.

      Suddenly the doors before her swung wide and the preacher's voice was heard: "Love God and you will love your fellow-men. Love your fellow-men and you best show your love to God."

      She heard, started, and the charm was broken. "Love!" she echoed with a horrible laugh; "there is no love in heaven or on earth!"

      And she swept by, and the winds followed and the darkness swallowed her up like a gulf.

II.

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A DISCUSSION.

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      "Young men think old men fools, and old men know young men to be so."—Ray's Proverbs.

      "And you are actually in earnest?"

      "I am."

      The first speaker, a fine-looking gentleman of some forty years of age, drummed with his fingers on the table before him and eyed the face of the young man who had repeated this assent so emphatically, with a certain close scrutiny indicative of surprise.

      "It is an unlooked-for move for you to make," he remarked at length. "Your success as a pianist has been so decided, I confess I do not understand why you should desire to abandon a profession that in five years' time has procured you both competence and a very enviable reputation—for the doubtful prospects of Wall Street, too!" he added with a deep and thoughtful frown that gave still further impressiveness to his strongly marked features.

      The young man with a sweep of his eye over the luxurious apartment in which they sat, shrugged his shoulders with that fine and nonchalant grace which was one of his chief characteristics.

      "With such a pilot as yourself, I ought to be able to steer clear of the shoals," said he, a frank smile illumining a face that was rather interesting than handsome.

      The elder gentleman did not return the smile. Instead of that he remained gazing at the ample coal-fire that burned in the grate before him with a look that to the young musician was simply inexplicable. "You see the ship in haven," he murmured at last; "but do not consider what storms it has weathered or what perils escaped. It is a voyage I would encourage no son of mine to undertake."

      "Yet you are not the man to shrink from danger or to hesitate in a course you had marked out for yourself, because of the struggle it involved or the difficulties it presented!" the young man exclaimed almost involuntarily as his glance lingered with a certain sort of fascination on the powerful brow and steady if somewhat melancholy eye of his companion.

      "No; but danger and difficulty should not be sought, only subdued when encountered. If you were driven into this path, I should say, 'God pity you!' and hold you out my hand to steady you along its precipices and above its sudden quicksands. But you are not driven to it. Your profession СКАЧАТЬ