Rahab

BOOKS by WALDO FRANK
The Unwelcome Man The Dark Mother Rahab City Block (in preparation) Our America The Art of The Vieux Colombier Virgin Spain (in preparation)
By WALDO FRANK
BONI AND LIVERIGHT PUBLISHERS NEW YORK RAHAB Copyright, 1922, by Boni & Liveright, Inc. — Printed in the United States of America To Magic
“ Be consoled: thou wouldst not seek me if thou hadst not found me. ...” PASCAL

THE door opened against the drawn chain, grating against it.
In the grey strip a woman’s face, very grey, very unexpectant, suddenly was bright.
It measured a man, young, standing at ease. The chain clicked free. “O it’s you, Mr. Samson.” The door opened wide, shut them in.
The hall was a long shadow beyond the glow of them standing. He was quiet waiting, not sheer against her: his shaggy coat poured the street’s coldness. She was a dim thing about eyes.
“I’m so glad it’s you, Mr. Samson.”
She walked noiseless through shadow, she took no space from it, she was infinitesimal within a mood. He followed.