Moonglade

My dear Régis,--I must apologize, and apologize humbly, for not having answered your letter sooner. To tell you the truth, we have “enjoyed”--as your Breton peasants say--some r...

A Russian forest is assuredly one of the most impressive of all sights, especially in winter when the world has put on its ermine mantle. Soundless in its depths as the deeps of...

Salvières was at its very best when its owners arrived there with their little nephew--for even midsummer heat is on the Normandy coast entirely bearable--and more so. Like Plen...

“Ah, yes, Princess, I pity you with all my heart! Imagine hiding your charm, your beauty, in a prison like Tverna--excuse me, Basil-Vassilièvitch--but you know that Tverna, magn...

“One little, two little, three little, four little, five little Russian boys!” chanted Piotr, counting on his fingers as he stood in the window recess of his aunt Tatiana’s boud...

Though you may claim with seeming sense That Ignorance is not Innocence, And that it doth her worth enhance Whose Innocence is not Ignorance; In either case, recall to mind, Uns...

Basil, watching by his godmother’s bedside when not employed in replacing her as owner and personal manager of one of the greatest estates in northern Russia, felt a constant pr...

Moonglade, a pale and forthright splendor, deeping The mountain shadows on the river-flow, Across the sullen flood’s resistless creeping-- Across the years, the wreckage and the...

Sir Robert and Lady Seton were passing through Paris on their way to join the _Phyllis_ in Mediterranean waters. They intended to cruise along the African coast, putting in a fe...

The door was shut, and cobwebbed too. Across the dusty panels grew Thick tendrils of Regret and Pain, When Love unbarred, and glancing through, Smiled sadly once, then closed it...

In the brougham taking them home at the stately speed of their Orloffs, neither Basil nor Laurence spoke. The distance was short, and in a few minutes the “_Porte s’il vous plâi...

Basil, emerging from his dressing-room where he had removed the stains of travel, spoke in his usual quiet voice, and Célèste courtesied to the ground without daring to raise he...

The Castle of Salvières, with its gorgeous “presence flag” fluttering in the salt sea-breeze, basked in the brilliant sun of a hot afternoon. On the south terrace Piotr was rush...

The sea was beating into unbroken foam at the foot of the towering cliff--an uninterrupted front of granite, quite unscalable except at narrow clefts four and five miles apart,...

Marguerite laughed. “You are a vile flatterer!” she declared, making an adorable little grimace at her lord and master. “Who would have thought that my grim mentor of years ago-...

A huge rack of cloud was driving across the sky at a speed that frayed out long rags from its bellying sails, and trailed them heavily along the tops of the dark pine forest. Th...

By the blinding light of two hurricane-lamps the eminent surgeons were bending over their patient. Deftly, gently, rapidly they turned and touched him here and there, their insc...

She was driving “Antinoüs” home from Châstelcoûrt, the home of Comte René of that ilk, “Grand Louvetier de Bretagne,” and she spoke lightly, all her attention being presumably d...

“What time is it?” the Duchesse de Salvières asked as best she could through her face-coverings, of the man who sat beside her in the flying sleigh, so enveloped in furs that he...

Marguerite was sitting on the short salt-grass at the top of the _souffleur_ cliff. Beside her was a large reed basket, half filled with _mousserons_--those toothsome little pal...

“Isn’t he a beauty?” the “Gamin” asked, lifting her baby from the great white blanket upon which he was crawling about, and flourishing him in her extended arms toward Pavlo, wh...

Madame Gervex, Marguerite’s governess and companion, turned her perplexed, good-natured face toward the gray-haired land-steward who had begun his labors at Plenhöel in the time...

The white-coiffed nun stood inside the door, waiting for the tall girl who at the words had briskly risen from the first rank of her fellow-pupils. She was older than any there,...