Palos of the Dog Star Pack
A Complete Novel
Copyright 1918 by The Frank A. Munsey Company
It was a miserable night which brought me first in touch with Jason Croft. There was a rain and enough wind to send it in gusty dashes against the windows. It was the sort of a night when I always felt glad to cast off coat and shoes, don a robe and slippers, and sit down with the curtains drawn, a lighted pipe, and the soft glow of a lamp falling across the pages of my book. I am, I admit, always strangely susceptible to the shut-in sense of comfort afforded by a pipe, the steady yellow of a light, and the magic of printed lines at a time of elemental turmoil and stress.
It was with a feeling little short of positive annoyance that I heard the door-bell ring. Indeed, I confess, I was tempted to ignore it altogether at first. But as it rang again, and was followed by a rapid tattoo of rapping, as of fists pounded against the door itself, I rose, laid aside my book, and stepped into the hall.
First switching on a porch-light, I opened the outer door, to reveal the figure of an old woman, somewhat stooping, her head covered by a shawl, which sloped wetly from her head to either shoulder, and was caught and held beneath her chin by one bony hand.
Doctor, she began in a tone of almost frantic excitement. Dr. Murray—come quick!
Perhaps I may as well introduce myself here as anywhere else. I am Dr. George Murray, still, as at the time of which I write, in charge of the State Mental Hospital in a Western State. The institution was not then very large, and since taking my position at the head of its staff I had found myself with considerable time for my study along the lines of human psychology and the various powers and aberrations of the mind.
Also, I may as well confess, as a first step toward a better understanding of my part in what followed, that for years before coming to the asylum I had delved more or less deeply into such studies, seeking to learn what I might concerning both the normal and the abnormal manifestations of mental force.
J. U. Giesy
Palos of the Dog Star Pack
CHAPTER I
OUT OF THE STORM
CHAPTER II
A COUNTRY IN THE CLOUDS
CHAPTER III
BEYOND THE MOON
CHAPTER IV
NAIA, PRINCESS OF PALOS
CHAPTER V
PALOSIAN DIPLOMACY
CHAPTER VI
A VIRGIN'S PRAYER
CHAPTER VII
KYPHALLOS AND KALAMITA
CHAPTER VIII
APHUR ACCEPTS
CHAPTER IX
'TWIXT EARTH AND HEAVEN
CHAPTER X
WHOM ZITU CHANGED
CHAPTER XI
WITH A MOTOR IN PALOS
CHAPTER XII
THE NEW PRINCE, HUPOR JASOR
CHAPTER XIII
HOW NAIA FIRST SAW JASOR
CHAPTER XIV
THE SLIP 'TWIXT CUP AND LIP
CHAPTER XV
THE MAN'S DEMAND
CHAPTER XVI
THE WOMAN'S ANSWER
CHAPTER XVII
THE TEUTONS IN THE SKY
CHAPTER XVIII
"ARMS AND THE MAN"
CHAPTER XIX
A SUMMONS FROM ZITRA
CHAPTER XX
WHEN THE EMPEROR HEDGED
CHAPTER XXI
MUCH MISCHIEF AFOOT
CHAPTER XXII
IN THE HABIT OF ZITU
CHAPTER XXIII
WHEN THE TABLES WERE TURNED
CHAPTER XXIV
THE DOGS OF WAR
CHAPTER XXV
WHEN HELMOR'S SUN SET
CHAPTER XXVI
THE CONSUMMATION