Category: Adventure

The Sorcerer's Stone

It was dark in the _marea_, yet not so dark but that the Marquis and I could see about us. We had been inside this New Guinea temple, or club-house, or Parliament building――you might call it a little of all three, and not go very far wrong――for over half an hour, and our eyes...

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I

It was dark in the _marea_, yet not so dark but that the Marquis and I could see about us. We had been inside this New Guinea temple, or club-house, or Parliament building――you...

2. CHAPTER II

To enter an unknown, hostile town in the heart of New Guinea――to have trouble over a village beauty, see a sorcerer restore the dead to life, discover a huge diamond, and be inv...

3. CHAPTER III

Stars in the water all round about the houses; stars glinting and disappearing, high among the eighteen-foot leaves of Samarai’s splendid palms. At the back of the island, where...

4. CHAPTER IV

It was no use. I threw down my pen, tossed my unfinished letters on the floor, and went out with murder in my heart. The mail was due in a day or two, and I had neglected all my...

5. CHAPTER V

It was not easy. There was the calm, blue, burning sea in front of us, there was the ruffle of foam on the coral reef a mile or two out from the beach. There were the sea-hawks...

6. CHAPTER VI

We stood in the bush at the edge of the little clearing and looked across a small space of muddy earth, planted with clothes-props, into a wide, doorless open door. It was night...

7. ill. Slipping on some clothes, I followed him out into the clearing,

“You mistake yourself――I am not drunk. It is that red-eye man I talk of. Last night, when he walk about behind the bar with that stone, he has cut all the glass with it.”

8. CHAPTER VII

He was sitting in the supper-room, enjoying trifle, floating-island, tipsy-cake and the other items of a somewhat sticky and gassy supper. His partner, Mrs. Vandaleur, a very fa...