The Sundial

THE SUNDIAL
FRED M. WHITE
Author of The Crimson Blind, etc.
NEW YORK B. W. DODGE & COMPANY
Copyright, 1908, by B. W. DODGE & COMPANY NEW YORK
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
THE SUNDIAL
CHAPTER I
A BLIGHTED LIFE
The bitterness of it tasted dry and insipid in John Charlock's mouth, like Dead Sea fruit. It was only lately that he had found out that all he had longed and hoped for since the early days was nothing more than vexation of spirit.
This process had been gradual, but it was none the less painful for that. It mattered nothing now that fame and fortune had come to him through the medium of his brush and pencil. For Charlock had fought his way up from the bottom. He had known what it was to starve. He had often slept in the open parks. And now everything was changed, and he stood almost unrivalled as a portrait-painter. And at the same time he appeared to have found the one woman who could make his happiness complete.