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Felix Looms, the well-known author, disappeared--or, rather, he went away--on or about June fifteenth, four years ago. He told his friends, his landlady and his publisher--he had no immediate family--he felt run down and debilitated and he meant to go away for a good long stay...

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8. CHAPTER VIII

It is conceded, I believe, that every story should have a moral; also, whenever possible, a heroine or a hero, a villainess or a villain, a plot and a climax. Now this story has...

7. CHAPTER VII

Since this must deal in great part with the Finkelstein family and what charity did for them, I began the task by seeking in the pages of an invaluable book called Ten Thousand...

11. CHAPTER X

On this voyage the _Mesopotamia_ was to sail at midnight. It was now, to be precise about it, eleven forty-five P. M. and some odd seconds; and they were wrestling the last of t...

2. CHAPTER II

This war, which started with the assassination of an archduke and his archduchess--a thing we are apt to forget about in the face of a tragedy a billion-fold greater--this war,...

5. CHAPTER V

If there were a hundred men in a crowd and Chester K. Pilkins was there he would be the hundredth man. I like that introduction. If I wrote a book about him I doubt whether I co...

6. CHAPTER VI

As regards the body of the house it lay mostly in shadows--the man-made, daytime shadows which somehow always seem denser and blacker than those that come in the night. The litt...

10. CHAPTER IX

To every town, whether great or ungreat, appertain and do therefore belong certain individualistic beings. In the big town they are more or less lost, perhaps. In the smaller to...

1. CHAPTER I

Felix Looms, the well-known author, disappeared--or, rather, he went away--on or about June fifteenth, four years ago. He told his friends, his landlady and his publisher--he ha...

3. CHAPTER III

Clustered at the White or shady end of the station, the sovereign Caucasians of Swango rocked up against one another in the unbridled excess of their merriment. Farther away, at...

4. CHAPTER IV

It was the year after the yellow fever that Major Foxmaster moved out from Virginia; that would make it the year 1876. And the next year the woman came. For Major Foxmaster her...

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It was too late to save anything from the wreckage; the hour for salvaging had gone by. A clerk's voice, over the wire, conveyed back the melancholy tidings. A bomb had burst in...