Convict B 14: A Novel
CONVICT B14
A NOVEL
R. K. WEEKES
NEW YORK BRENTANO'S PUBLISHERS
Copyright, 1920, by BRENTANO'S ——— All rights reserved
MADE IN U. S. A.
TO LÆTITIA JANE GARDINER WITH APOLOGIES
CONVICT B14
When men shall say, Peace, and all things are safe, then shall sudden destruction come upon them, as sorrow cometh upon a woman travailing with child, and they shall not escape.
At the entrance of a green valley, where the Easedale beck came down from Easedale Tarn, scattering its silver tresses loose over the rocks at Sour Milk Gill, and hurrying to join the Rotha at Goody Bridge, stood a wayside hostelry: a spruce gray villa, overflowing with flowers under white and green sun-blinds and a glass piazza. Not by any means a grand place, but attractive; the hesitating traveler might guess that the comforts inside would answer to the trimness outside, nor would he be wrong. Within its limits, the Easedale Hotel was that rarity, a thoroughly well-run English inn.
R. K. Weekes
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CONVICT B14
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I JANUA VITÆ
CHAPTER II A LIE THAT IS HALF A TRUTH
CHAPTER III NOCTURNE
CHAPTER IV WHEN FIRST WE PRACTICE TO DECEIVE
CHAPTER V THE FLY ON THE WALL
CHAPTER VI SIC TRANSIT
CHAPTER VII AUBADE
CHAPTER VIII AMANDUS, -A, -UM
CHAPTER IX MELODRAMATIC
CHAPTER X A LODGE IN THE WILDERNESS
CHAPTER XI COSAS DE BRUJAS
CHAPTER XII ALL IN THE AIR
CHAPTER XIII ONE NAIL DRIVES OUT ANOTHER
CHAPTER XIV A TWO-EDGED SWORD
CHAPTER XV WANTED
CHAPTER XVI COUNSEL OF PERFECTION
CHAPTER XVII A GREEN THOUGHT IN A GREEN SHADE
CHAPTER XVIII WHEN THE HEART SUFFERS A BLOW
CHAPTER XIX DU PARTI DU GRAND AIR
CHAPTER XX ROUGH JUSTICE
CHAPTER XXI HEU QUAM MUTATUS
CHAPTER XXII BREAD AND SALT
CHAPTER XXIII DIEU DISPOSE
CHAPTER XXIV THE FIRST ROUND
CHAPTER XXV I SENT A LETTER TO MY LOVE
CHAPTER XXVI "E"
CHAPTER XXVII SHE BEING DEAD YET SPEAKETH
CHAPTER XXVIII DEUTSCHLAND ÜBER ALLES
CHAPTER XXIX THE GOOD HOURS
CHAPTER XXX CONFESSIO AMANTIS
CHAPTER XXXI THE LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD
CHAPTER XXXII PER ARDUA AD ASTRA
CHAPTER XXXIII THE ONE SHALL BE TAKEN
CHAPTER XXXIV SHE ALONE CHARMETH MY SADNESS
