Table of Contents
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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| "She excused the witness and turned her back to the looking-glass" | [Frontispiece] |
| "Westguard, colossal in his armour, gazed gloomily around at the gorgeous spectacle" | [24]-25 |
| "Jingling, fluttering, gems clashing musically, the Byzantine dancer, besieged by adorers, deftly evaded their pressing gallantries" | [30-]31 |
| "'To our new friendship, Monsieur Harlequin!' she said lightly" | [52-]53 |
| "Strelsa, propped on her pillows, was still intent on her newspapers" | [60-]61 |
| "'A perfect scandal, child. The suppers those young men give there!'" | [78-]79 |
| "'Is—Mrs. Leeds—well?' he ventured at length, reddening again" | [86-]87 |
| "'I write,' said Westguard, furious, 'because I have a message to deliver—'" | [98-]99 |
| "'Never mind geography, child; tell me about the men!'" | [116-]117 |
| "Strelsa, curled up on a divan ... listened to his departure with quiet satisfaction" | [126-]127 |
| "'Do you remember our first toast?' he asked, smiling" | [128-]129 |
| "Once more, according to the newspapers, her engagement to Sir Charles was expected to be announced" | [172-]173 |
| "All stacked up pell-mell in the back yard and regarded in amazement by the neighbors" | [178-]179 |
| "A fortnight later Strelsa wrote to Quarren for the first time in nearly two months" | [190-]191 |
| "'I say, Quarren—does this old lady hang next to the battered party in black?'" | [194-]195 |
| "'I didn't tell Strelsa that you were coming,' she whispered" | [210-]211 |
| "So he took the lake path and presently rounded a sharp curve" | [214-]215 |
| "'The old ones are the best,' she commented" | [228-]229 |
| "Strelsa in the library, pulling on her gloves, was silent witness to a pantomime unmistakable" | [246-]247 |
| "A high and soulful tenor voice was singing 'Perfumes of Araby'" | [272-]273 |
| "She came about noon—a pale young girl, very slim in her limp black gown" | [280-]281 |
| Jessie Vining | [290-]291 |
| "'In the evenings sometimes Miss Vining remains and dines with Dankmere and myself at some near restaurant'" | [302-]303 |
| "'If you'll let me, I'll stand by you, darling'" | [328-]329 |
| "'Is it to be Sir Charles after all, darling?' she asked caressingly" | [346-]347 |
| "'And it is to be your last breakfast'" | [374-]375 |
| Strelsa Leeds | [380-]381 |
| "'Let him loose, Quarren,' said Sprowl" | [416-]417 |
| "'I wanted to surprise you,' he explained feebly" | [424-]425 |
"Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Ascalon."