Eva's apples

“And he carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain, and her light was like unto a stone most precious, even like a jasper stone, clear as crystal.” --Revelations...

“She nodded rapidly and sadly. ‘Debts ...’ she said. ‘How we lived! Horses and motor-cars. Bouts. We used to give parties which must have out-rivalled our Grand Duke’s! Spent wi...

“Not a bit of it. I don’t think you realise that what interests me most in your serial is not what de Jones does but why he does it. What it is that attracts him so in Mrs. Kerr...

“A long tale. She had come back with the ruby ring and for some time at all events they lived quite comfortably on the proceeds. When they had spent their last, ‘I went,’ she sa...

“Yes. And Mr. Pilling said I was not to go out except to take the terrier out for exercise. And I took him every morning out into the Park and wandered all over Kensington Garde...

Yet despite his meteoric sweep, Rex Green was a man of strong attachments. So when, with the offer of a peerage, the time arrived for choosing a new name, and all the county, to...

They covered many a familiar field--Russia, Vienna, the Tyrol. “Did you know her father?” asked de Jones. “I went out to Russia as a young man. I was taken to their country plac...

“I know I am late. An evening of misadventures culminating” (he was going to say “in your stopping my principal source of income,” but pulled up in time) “in my nearly breaking...

To kiss and to be conscious of conferring a favour, to feel ashamed of it, and to wonder when, where, _your_ satisfaction came in--was now his melancholy lot. She was, he felt,...

Frank was grateful to Lord Ottercove for the privilege of seeing him in all his multifarious attitudes from every angle and aspect: in his beautifully fitting tailcoats (there w...

As time went on, the press-notices became more involved and informative. “_Mr. Dickin’s mother_,” read a notice, “_which may not be generally known, was a governess at the Imper...

“I do not consider the present moment propitious for the making of any definite statement bearing on this thorny and delicate question, which, moreover, may easily be misinterpr...

Lord Ottercove was getting cheerier and cheerier, and he danced less steadily than he was wont to do. “Now, Chris, don’t you make love to Eva. Hands off! you married men! You ha...

“I hope, Mrs. Kerr,” Frank said, “that your grudge against me is over. I trust that you will rejoice in your daughter’s happiness, and will ever remember that the assignation of...

The “Dog Election” which had shaken the country in the second half of April had its origin, he recalled, in Frank Dickin’s, on a previous evening, as he was hurrying to keep an...

From his balcony, Frank could see the scullery girl swish with her bare legs through the wet grass, and come back with a basket full of fruit. He cut across to meet her. He had...

She was gone. Presently he sat up on the edge of the bed, his naked feet dangling down like a pendulum. He was drunk. It was significant that he was both spiritually and physica...

And now as they appeared in the doorway, Lord Ottercove flung a chair at them, and they retired in disorder. This left him with five chairs, including the one he was sitting on....

Vernon Sprott, smoking a long fat cigar, followed Lord Ottercove critically into the chariot which, cutting sharply round the corner, took wing, and clearing the roofs of the Be...

“Das ist kein Wetter, sondern ein Skandal,” and he adjusted the electric stove. “Everyone can switch it out--I mean switch it on--whenever he likes, but you must on no account s...

Chris looked away, ashamed. “It was no use,” he said at last. “It was a hopeless, incurable race. A perverted mentality. Nothing to be done with them. Even the best of them were...

Soldiers. Images drifted before Christopher. He saw ranks and ranks of them. Soldiers in scarlet uniforms. Bayonets glistening in the sun. _His_ soldiers, armed to the teeth, eq...