The Prize

The scene was a picture in itself. Sea and sky vied with one another in the depth of their unruffled blue, and in the glorious sunshine and clear air the cliffs were vividly, ev...

It was a very woe-begone and dishevelled Danaë, not at all like an inspired deliverer, who stumbled ashore on the quay at Therma at the rough bidding of Petros. The passage had...

Even when the first strangeness had worn off, Danaë remained an incongruous element in the Lady’s secluded household. As a Striote, speaking the island _patois_, she was a prede...

It was about ten o’clock in the morning, and Despina was clattering things furiously in the kitchen as she collected baskets and other aids to shopping, for she was late in star...

With a horrible spasm of fear, she covered his mouth quickly with the shawl, fearing his voice might have been heard, then listened apprehensively. But no sound came from below,...

“You understand, then,” said Prince Theophanis to Petros, “that I will take the girl into my service for the present, but that if she is required as a witness, the police have o...

Before the meal was over, Danaë became aware that the number of the spectators was increased. Prince and Princess Theophanis had come in quietly, and were watching the children...

Yes, Petros knew where she and Janni were, and the recollection caused grievous anxiety to Danaë. She could not believe that he would sit down meekly under the defeat she had in...

Danaë was much exercised in her mind by the fact that Prince and Princess Theophanis dined with the Wylies that evening, and that after the meal, when they all repaired to the v...

The Cavaliere Pazzi had gone on to Therma, as what Armitage called his “advance agent,” to find out the best hotel and take rooms for him there, and discover which of the public...

Whatever course Armitage might take with regard to his picture, Danaë was conscious that her outbreak of passion had set a barrier between her and the rest of the household. Eve...

Danaë sank upon the floor by the empty cot, literally unable to stand. Wildly she sought for an explanation of Harold’s disappearance. Had Petros carried him off in revenge, bel...

Neither his personal sorrow nor his sleepless night could be allowed to relieve Wylie from the pressure of his daily duties, and after less than an hour’s rest he was presiding...

Danaë had been three or four days at her new work, conscientiously returning scorn with scorn, when one afternoon the sound of music drew the servants out into the courtyard. A...

After smoking a cigar or two, Armitage fell into a doze, from which he tried at first to rouse himself by spasmodic efforts, but reflecting that in any case it must be hours bef...

The glow of that wonderful evening had faded into the light of common day, and the conquering beauty in gold tissue was Cinderella again in her despised national dress. But for...

“This is all very pretty and poetical,” said Wylie impatiently, “but merely as a matter of curiosity, Prince, we should like to know what defence you propose to offer if your fa...

“Your Highness will pardon me.” It was Professor Panagiotis who spoke, rising and coming forward impressively into the midst of the group. “I am here, at my own request, to repr...

There was a moment’s astonished silence as the listeners gazed at the two handsome faces confronting one another, so much alike in their rage. Then Prince Romanos sprang at his...

Danaë was not to be allowed any mitigation of her hard fate; even the alleviations devised for her by her friends were forbidden. When her brother saw her in the European dress,...

“No, but if we can manage to get things right, you won’t prevent us? It’s all very well for Danaë to stand there and say she won’t marry Narkissos, but our father will force the...

Prince Christodoridi sat alone on the terrace, in the most unamiable of tempers. Evening was drawing on, and the guests had departed, after doing full justice to the coffee and...

Parthenios Chalkiadi and the two Smaragdopouloi were sitting in the loggia with Prince Christodoridi in the dusk. Kyrios Loukas and his son had come over from Tortolana to bring...

The music and the shouting had died away, and the lights of Strio were growing dim across the water as the yacht headed for Therma. Armitage, released at last from the duty of m...

Passing in the morning through the room which had been the scene of the quarrel of the night before, Armitage saw what looked like a heap of many-coloured silk on one of the lou...

The cold eyes fixed upon her recalled Danaë to the present. If her own brother had doomed her to death for the wrong done in her days of ignorance, this foreign woman should see...

“Oh, how glad I am that you have come, lord!” she cried. “These people say that certain Roumis dwelling among them are responsible for all yesterday’s rioting, and they have bro...