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The Dark Star - Chapter 34. Sunrise The Dark Star - Chapter 34. Sunrise

The Dark Star - Chapter 34. Sunrise
CHAPTER XXXIV. SUNRISEWhen the taxicab carrying Captain Sengoun and the unknown Russian girl had finally disappeared far away down the Boulevard in the thin grey haze of early morning, Neeland looked around him; and it was a scene unfamiliar, unreal, that met his anxious eyes. The sun had not yet gilded the chimney tops; east and west, as far as he could see, the Boulevard stretched away under its double line of trees between ranks of closed and silent houses, lying still and mysterious in the misty, bluish-grey light. Except for police and municipal guards, and two ambulances moving slowly away... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2577

The Dark Star - Chapter 33. A Rat Hunt The Dark Star - Chapter 33. A Rat Hunt

The Dark Star - Chapter 33. A Rat Hunt
CHAPTER XXXIII. A RAT HUNTThe interior of the entire house was now in an uproar; shots came fast from every landing; the semi-dusk of stair-well and corridor was lighted by incessant pistol flashes and the whole building echoed the deafening racket. "What do you make of it?" shouted Sengoun furiously, standing like a baited and perplexed bull. "Who's fighting who in this fool of a place? By Erlik! I'd like to know whom I'm to fire at!" Ilse Dumont, creeping along the wall, looked fearfully down at Weishelm who no longer moved where he lay on the dusty floor, with eyes... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1722

The Dark Star - Chapter 32. The Cercle Extranationale The Dark Star - Chapter 32. The Cercle Extranationale

The Dark Star - Chapter 32. The Cercle Extranationale
CHAPTER XXXII. THE CERCLE EXTRANATIONALEThe suite of rooms into which they were ushered appeared to be furnished in irreproachable taste. Except for the _salon at the further end of the suite play was in progress, the charming apartment might have been a private one; and the homelike simplicity of the room books, flowers, and even a big, grey cat confirmed the first agreeable impression, accented the lurking smile on Sengoun's lips. Doc Curfoot, in evening dress, came forward to receive them, in company with another man, young, nice-looking, very straight, and with the high, square shoulders of a Prussian.... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1721

The Dark Star - Chapter 28. Together The Dark Star - Chapter 28. Together

The Dark Star - Chapter 28. Together
CHAPTER XXVIII. TOGETHERHe sat there, holding the letter and looking absently over it at the little dog who had gone to sleep again. There was no sound in the room save the faint whisper of the tea-kettle. The sunny garden outside was very still, too; the blackbird appeared to doze on his peach twig; the kitten had settled down with eyes half closed and tail tucked under flank. The young man sat there with his letter in his hand and eyes lost in retrospection for a while. In his hand lay evidence that the gang which had followed him, and through... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2977

The Dark Star - Chapter 27. From Four To Five The Dark Star - Chapter 27. From Four To Five

The Dark Star - Chapter 27. From Four To Five
CHAPTER XXVII. FROM FOUR TO FIVEThe Princess Mistchenka and Rue Carew had retired to their respective rooms for that hour between four and five in the afternoon, which the average woman devotes to cat-naps or to that aimless feminine fussing which must ever remain a mystery to man. The afternoon had turned very warm; Neeland, in his room, lay on the lounge in his undershirt and trousers, having arrived so far toward bathing and changing his attire. No breeze stirred the lattice blinds hanging over both open windows; the semi-dusk of the room was pierced here and there by slender shafts... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 3436

The Dark Star - Chapter 26. Rue Soleil D'or The Dark Star - Chapter 26. Rue Soleil D'or

The Dark Star - Chapter 26. Rue Soleil D'or
CHAPTER XXVI. RUE SOLEIL D'ORMarotte, the butler, in dry clothes, had served luncheon--a silent, respectable, self-respecting man, calm in his fury at the incredible outrage perpetrated upon his person. And now luncheon was over; the Princess at the telephone in her boudoir; Rue in the music-room with Neeland, still excited, anxious, confused. Astonishment, mortification, anger, had left Neeland silent; and the convention known as luncheon had not appealed to him. But very little was said during that formality; and in the silence the serious nature of the episode which so suddenly had deprived the Princess of the olive-wood box and the... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 788

The Dark Star - Chapter 25. Cup And Lip The Dark Star - Chapter 25. Cup And Lip

The Dark Star - Chapter 25. Cup And Lip
CHAPTER XXV. CUP AND LIPThrough the crowded Paris terminal Neeland pushed his way, carrying the olive-wood box in his hand and keeping an eye on his porter, who preceded him carrying the remainder of his luggage and repeating: "_Place, s'il vous plait, m'sieu', dames!_" To Neeland it was like a homecoming after many years' exile; the subtle but perfectly specific odour of Paris assailed his nostrils once again; the rapid, emphatic, lively language of France sounded once more delightfully in his eager ears; vivacity and intelligence sparkled in every eye that met his own. It was a throng of rapid movement,... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2809

The Dark Star - Chapter 24. The Road To Paris The Dark Star - Chapter 24. The Road To Paris

The Dark Star - Chapter 24. The Road To Paris
CHAPTER XXIV. THE ROAD TO PARISOver the drenched sea wall gulls whirled and eddied above the spouting spray; the grey breakwater was smothered under exploding combers; _quai_, docks, white-washed lighthouse, swept with spindrift, appeared and disappeared through the stormy obscurity as the tender from the Channel packet fought its way shoreward with Neeland's luggage lashed in the cabin, and Neeland himself sticking to the deck like a fly to a frantic mustang, enchanted with the whole business. For the sea, at last, was satisfying this young man; he savoured now what he had longed for as a little boy, guiding a... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1651

The Dark Star - Chapter 23. On His Way The Dark Star - Chapter 23. On His Way

The Dark Star - Chapter 23. On His Way
CHAPTER XXIII. ON HIS WAYThe sun hung well above the river mists and threw long, cherry-red beams across the choppy channel where clotted jets of steam and smoke from tug and steamer drifted with the fog; and still the captain of the _Volhynia and young Neeland sat together in low-voiced conference in the captain's cabin; and a sailor, armed with cutlass and pistol, stood outside the locked and bolted door. Off the port bow, Liverpool spread as far as the eye could see through the shredded fog; to starboard, off Birkenhead, through a haze of pearl and lavender, the tall phantom... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1259

The Dark Star - Chapter 22. Two Thirteen The Dark Star - Chapter 22. Two Thirteen

The Dark Star - Chapter 22. Two Thirteen
CHAPTER XXII. TWO THIRTEENTo Neeland, the entire affair had seemed as though it were some rather obvious screen-picture at which he was looking--some photo-play too crudely staged, and in which he himself was no more concerned than any casual spectator. Until now, Neeland had not been scared; Ali Baba and his automatic pistol were only part of this unreality; his appearance on the scene had been fantastically classical; he entered when his cue was given by Scheherazade--this oily, hawk-nosed Eurasian with his pale eyes set too closely and his moustache hiding under his nose a la Enver Pasha--a faultless make-up, an... Long Stories - Post by : Kingly5 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1280

The Dark Star - Chapter 18. By Radio The Dark Star - Chapter 18. By Radio

The Dark Star - Chapter 18. By Radio
CHAPTER XVIII. BY RADIOPerhaps it was because he did not feel particularly hungry that his dinner appeared unappetising; possibly because it had been standing in the corridor outside his door for twenty minutes, which did not add to its desirability. The sun had set and the air in the room had grown cold. He felt chilly; and, when he uncovered the silver tureen and discovered that the soup was still piping hot, he drank some of it to warm himself. He had swallowed about half a cupful before he discovered that the seasoning was not agreeable to his palate. In fact,... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2985

The Dark Star - Chapter 17. A White Skirt The Dark Star - Chapter 17. A White Skirt

The Dark Star - Chapter 17. A White Skirt
CHAPTER XVII. A WHITE SKIRTIt was in mid-ocean that Neeland finally came to the conclusion that nobody on board the _Volhynia was likely to bother him or his box. The July weather had been magnificent--blue skies, a gentle wind, and a sea scarcely silvered by a comber. Assorted denizens of the Atlantic took part in the traditional vaudeville performance for the benefit of the _Volhynia passengers; gulls followed the wake to mid-ocean; Mother Carey's chickens skimmed the baby billows; dolphins turned watery flip-flaps under the bows; and even a distant whale consented to oblige. Everybody pervaded the decks morning, noon, and... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2813

The Dark Star - Chapter 16. Scheherazade The Dark Star - Chapter 16. Scheherazade

The Dark Star - Chapter 16. Scheherazade
CHAPTER XVI. SCHEHERAZADEAt the Orangeville garage Neeland stopped his car, put on his straw hat, got out carrying suitcase and box, entered the office, and turned over the care of the machine to an employee with orders to drive it back to Neeland's Mills the next morning. Then he leisurely returned to his prisoner who had given him her name as Ilse Dumont and who was standing on the sidewalk beside the car. "Well, Scheherazade," he said, smiling, "teller of marvellous tales, I don't quite believe your stories, but they were extremely entertaining. So I won't bowstring you or cut off... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2557

The Dark Star - Chapter 15. The Locked House The Dark Star - Chapter 15. The Locked House

The Dark Star - Chapter 15. The Locked House
CHAPTER XV. THE LOCKED HOUSEFrom the road, just before he descended to cross the bridge into Brookhollow, he caught a gleam of light straight ahead. For a moment it did not occur to him that there was anything strange in his seeing a light in the old Carew house. Then, suddenly, he realised that a light ought not to be burning behind the lowered shades of a house which was supposed to be empty and locked. His instant impulse was to put on his brakes then and there, but the next moment he realised that his car must already have been... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2708

The Dark Star - Chapter 14. A Journey Begins The Dark Star - Chapter 14. A Journey Begins

The Dark Star - Chapter 14. A Journey Begins
CHAPTER XIV. A JOURNEY BEGINSIt was a five-hour trip. He dined aboard the train with little desire for food, the July evening being oppressive, and a thunder storm brewing over the Hudson. It burst in the vicinity of Fishkill with a lively display of lightning, deluging the Catskills with rain. And when he changed to a train on the Mohawk division the cooler air was agreeably noticeable. He changed trains again at Orangeville, and here the night breeze was delightful and the scent of rain-soaked meadows came through the open car window. It was nearly ten o'clock and already, ahead, he... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2528

The Dark Star - Chapter 13. Letters From A Little Girl The Dark Star - Chapter 13. Letters From A Little Girl

The Dark Star - Chapter 13. Letters From A Little Girl
CHAPTER XIII. LETTERS FROM A LITTLE GIRLNeeland had several letters from Ruhannah Carew that autumn and winter. The first one was written a few weeks after her arrival in Paris: Dear Mr. Neeland: Please forgive me for writing to you, but I am homesick. I have written every week to mother and have made my letters read as though I were still married, because it would almost kill her if she knew the truth. Some day I shall have to tell her, but not yet. Could you tell me how you think the news ought to be broken to her and... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1127

The Dark Star - Chapter 12. A Life Line The Dark Star - Chapter 12. A Life Line

The Dark Star - Chapter 12. A Life Line
CHAPTER XII. A LIFE LINEShe had told him her story from beginning to end, as far as she herself comprehended it. She was lying sideways now, in the depths of a large armchair, her cheek cushioned on the upholstered wings. Her hat, with its cheap blue enamel pins sticking in the crown, lay on his desk; her hair, partly loosened, shadowed a young face grown pinched with weariness; and the reaction from shock was already making her grey eyes heavy and edging the under lids with bluish shadows. She had not come there with the intention of telling him anything. All... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1851

The Dark Star - Chapter 8. A Change Impends The Dark Star - Chapter 8. A Change Impends

The Dark Star - Chapter 8. A Change Impends
CHAPTER VIII. A CHANGE IMPENDSThe racing season at Saratoga drew toward its close, and Brandes had appeared there only twice in person, both times with a very young girl. "If you got to bring her here to the races, can't you get her some clothes?" whispered Stull in his ear. "That get-up of hers is something fierce." Late hours, hot weather, indiscreet nourishment, and the feverish anxiety incident to betting other people's money had told on Stull. His eyes were like two smears of charcoal on his pasty face; sourly he went about the business which Brandes should have attended to,... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1581

The Dark Star - Chapter 7. Obsession The Dark Star - Chapter 7. Obsession

The Dark Star - Chapter 7. Obsession
CHAPTER VII. OBSESSIONBy the end of the week Brandes had done much to efface any unpleasant impression he had made on Ruhannah Carew. The girl had never before had to do with any mature man. She was therefore at a disadvantage in every way, and her total lack of experience emphasised the odds. Nobody had ever before pointedly preferred her, paid her undivided attention; no man had ever sought her, conversed with her, deferred to her, interested himself in her. It was entirely new to her, this attention which Brandes paid her. Nor could she make any comparisons between this man... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1487

The Dark Star - Chapter 6. The End Of Solitude The Dark Star - Chapter 6. The End Of Solitude

The Dark Star - Chapter 6. The End Of Solitude
CHAPTER VI. THE END OF SOLITUDEA rain-washed world, smelling sweet as a wet rose, a cloudless sky delicately blue, and a swollen stream tumbling and foaming under the bridge--of these Mr. Eddie Brandes was agreeably conscious as he stepped out on the verandah after breakfast, and, unclasping a large gold cigar case, inserted a cigar between his teeth. He always had the appearance of having just come out of a Broadway barber shop with the visible traces of shave, shampoo, massage, and manicure patent upon his person. His short, square figure was clothed in well-cut blue serge; a smart straw hat... Long Stories - Post by : Eliot_Proud - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 3413