Category: Novels
Across the narrow gorge the little foot-bridge stretched-a brace of logs, the upper surface hewn, and a slight hand-rail formed of a cedar pole. A flimsy structure, one might think, looking down at the dark and rocky depths beneath, through which flowed the mountain stream, sw...
For the look with which John Dundas contemplated the place was not the gaze of him concerned with possible investment--with the problems of repair, the details of the glazier an...
1. Chapter 1Across the narrow gorge the little foot-bridge stretched-a brace of logs, the upper surface hewn, and a slight hand-rail formed of a cedar pole. A flimsy structure, one might th...
3. Chapter 3“Howdy, Mis’ Roxby--howdy? Air yer rheumatics mendin’ enny?” he demanded, with the condolent suavity of the would-be son-in-law, or grand-son-in-law, as the case may be. And he...
4. Chapter 4He had welcomed the sense of fatigue earlier in the evening, for it promised sleep. Now it had slipped away from him. He was strong and young, and the burning sensation that the...