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Then out of the door came Jacob Dolph.

THE STORY
OF
A NEW YORK HOUSE

BY

H. C. BUNNER

ILLUSTRATED BY A. B. FROST

NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
1887

Copyright, 1887, by
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS.

Press of J. J. Little & Co.
Astor Place, New York.

TO

A. L. B.

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

Then out of the door came Jacob Dolph[Frontispiece]
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"I thumped him"[14]
"It's a monstrous great place for a country-house, Mr. Dolph"[18]
There was only one idea, and that was flight[28]
The light flickered on the top of the church spire[31]
(By F. Hopkinson Smith.)
They hesitated a second, looking at the great arm chair[37]
"Stay there, sir—you, sir, you, Jacob Dolph!"[41]
After awhile he began to take timorous strolls[47]
Jacob Dolph the elder ... stood on his hearth rug[51]
And then he marched off to bed by himself, suffering no one to go with him[55]
In quiet morning hours ... when his daughter sat at his feet[77]
"Mons'us gran dinneh, seh!"[79]
"All of a sudden, chock forward he went, right on his face"[84]
He heard the weak, spasmodic wail of another Dolph[88]
"Central American," said the clerk[106]
"Looks like his father," was Mr. Daw's comment[109]
O'Reagan of Castle Reagan[118]
"If it hadn't been for the Dolphs, devil the rattle you'd have had"[120]
"I know'd you'd take me in, Mist' Dolph," he panted[131]
"Have you got a nigger here?"[133]
Abram Van Riper makes a business communication.[141]
And so she set his necktie right, and he went[144]
Looking on his face, she saw death quietly coming upon him[149]
Finial[152]

CHAPTERS

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THE STORY
OF A NEW YORK HOUSE.