The tide

COPYRIGHT, 1923, 1924, BY MILDRED CRAM · PUBLISHED, OCTOBER, 1924. · SET UP, ELECTROTYPED AND PRINTED BY THE QUINN & BODEN COMPANY, RAHWAY, N. J. · ESPARTO PAPER MANUFACTURED IN...

He branched off into the eccentricities of his Aunt Whiteside’s hats. “Awful little bonnets with trees and crystal dew-dabs and strings--everything shakes and shivers--all of he...

He liked these two women. They were outside his sphere. He “played about” with the women who lived near Peabody’s Point, women he had watched grow up from spoiled little girls i...

The idea trailed off into a vision, a spectacle, a kind of entertainment in which she played the leading rôle. She saw the house she would have in New York. Herself, in gray bro...

That night she talked to him again. A mist had come up, opaque, chilly, and at intervals a buoy beyond the reef tolled like a ship’s bell. A fire was lighted in the drawing-room...

“It doesn’t exist any more. You’ll never see Ethel Barrymore in ‘Captain Jinks’ with those eyes of hers and that bass voice and that Barrymore bend. Davis was on the crest of th...

She collapsed against him and he drew her down on his knees. His unsteady hands caressed her hair. She felt his lips on her neck. She drew in her breath sharply and the tears st...

“Hello! Still awake? I thought you were sleepy, Robert! Who has a cigarette? I came back before I wanted to because I had twinges of conscience. I thought afterwards, that you m...

“You have shown yourself to me,” he said abruptly in a lowered voice, staring away from her at the crowd. “Perhaps because of something in me or because of something that has ha...

Grace Fuller came at once. Between them, they made Flagg comfortable; he lay with his arm under his head, apparently asleep. With deft, impersonal touches, Grace Fuller ascertai...

What he thought was: “If she cares for me, I can hurt her--that’s my weapon, and she knows it.” He got up and went to the window, stood there, smoking, his back turned. He waite...

March came in, blustering, with a buoyant race of large, white clouds and a wind that ruffled the swollen streams and spread steel-colored fans across the purple-blue of the sea...

He had not intended to tell her. But the answer was torn out of him, a physical wrench, as if he had pulled a leech from off his heart. “You’ve hurt me enough between you! I’ll...

Flagg answered: “No! I’m through. For a while.... I have what every man secretly desires at one time or another, leisure for contemplation. I’ve never had time to think. Since t...

Lilah never knew the precise moment when she was first aware that he might not be going to live. His eyes were frightened most of the time, although he kept on smiling at her. N...

They confronted each other. Robert flushed. He laughed, offered his hand, remembered, and said miserably: “I suppose this is shocking. I’m awfully sorry.” But his question, imme...

It was past three o’clock when he succeeded in getting Lilah away. The little group waited beneath the glass and bronze porte-cochère of the restaurant while a carriage-man in a...

When he was gone, she wandered from room to room, from window to window, peering out at the black sky, at the drenched cypresses, the bedraggled arbor. The little cat asked to b...

Twenty-five a week was not enough. Lilah left the room near Astor Place and moved to Tenth Street. An old house, the house of a merchant of the ’Eighties, had resisted the tide...