Labyrinth

There are times when the city is mysterious ... a city remembered from ancient times, something for the conqueror to desire. He has fields and gardens and wide rivers running be...

It was several weeks after his interview with Lewis that Levine stepped out of his office into a street swept with wind and rain. It was welcome to him, tired out by an afternoo...

Yes, Lewis was getting stouter. He stood before the glass that hung in his room, examining his face with chin thrust forward. "I _am_ getting stouter," he said to himself, and l...

The turning of a corner suddenly thrust Poldy against the march of homecoming workers. He shocked with a squad of young girls walking arm in arm, a taut buoyant line. They giggl...

The news of Poldy's arrest appeared in the papers. Having saved a copy until one Sunday morning when he had time, Levine went to see Lewis with it. Lewis read the notice without...

Life was very satisfactory to David Solner. To begin with, he spent a great deal of time away from the shop, delivering bundles of basted coat lining ... a pleasant occupation s...

By slow and laborious stages the symphony that Lewis Orling was working on progressed. Though it was difficult work and baffled him completely at times, he felt it shaping under...

The room that Lewis entered was crowded and noisy. Everything seemed to give off sound ... the smoke floating densely overhead, the men's glistening shirt fronts, like so many i...

It was near morning when Lewis awoke. Still drowsy with heavy sleep he lay on the couch, aware of the morning light on the window, of the pleasant rumbling of wheels in the stre...