Category: Short Stories

Keynotes

"_I gave him such a pretty toy to play with, and he is breaking it up. When I say: 'You are very naughty, Biff; if you break it I shall whip you!' he only says_:

Chapters

1. Part 1

"_I gave him such a pretty toy to play with, and he is breaking it up. When I say: 'You are very naughty, Biff; if you break it I shall whip you!' he only says_:

2. Part 2

And her thoughts go to other women she has known, women good and bad, school friends, casual acquaintances, women workers,--joyless machines for grinding daily corn, unwilling m...

3. Part 3

"I slept on board, and early the next morning, it was Sunday, I stood on deck watching the coast as we glided through the water that danced in delicious September sunshine. I wa...

4. Part 4

"Did we not talk about anything? Of course we did,--Tolstoi and his doctrine of celibacy; Ibsen's Hedda; Strindberg's view of the female animal,--and agreed that Friedrich Niets...

5. Part 5

"I wired to my husband. You should have seen me going home. I was so nervous,--I was not half as nervous when I read my paper (it was rather a celebrated paper, perhaps you hear...

6. Part 6

I woke next morning with a curious sense of pleasurable excitement; I whistled from very lightness of heart as I dressed. When I got down I found the landlady clearing away her...

7. Part 7

Night brought little rest, for lamps and candles were lit in every room. Champagne replaced brandy; then brandy, champagne; and then both mingled in one glass. And in measure as...

8. Part 8

Wild the music, wilder the dance; and he sits in his chair on the veranda, the clean, clear air and the fresh breeze blowing in from the sea, stirring the white hairs in the cur...

9. Part 9

The girl has come back and taken up her former position, and fans steadily, for the flies are gathering in greater numbers every hour. The veranda seems airless and close, and u...