Mystery of
The Mystery of Choice
作者：Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William), 1865-1933
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共 130 题- TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE:
- THE MYSTERY OF CHOICE
- BY ROBERT W. CHAMBERS
- NEW YORK D. APPLETON AND COMPANY 1897
- INTRODUCTION.
- CONTENTS.
- PAGE
- THE PURPLE EMPEROR 1
- POMPE FUNÈBRE 39
- THE MESSENGER 47
- THE WHITE SHADOW 109
- PASSEUR 175
- THE KEY TO GRIEF 185
- A MATTER OF INTEREST 213
- ENVOI 283
- THE PURPLE EMPEROR.
- THE PURPLE EMPEROR.
- A. DE MUSSET.
- I.
- II.
- I was startled at the man's malice.
- III.
- POMPE FUNÈBRE.
- BATEMAN.
- POMPE FUNÈBRE.
- THE MESSENGER.
- R. W. C.
- THE MESSENGER.
- R. W. C.
- I sat down upon a mound of dry seaweed and unslung my fowling piece.
- I nodded.
- I shook hands with him, and returned the salute of the Brigadier Durand.
- I rose and picked up my gun. Môme came and pushed his head into my hand.
- I glanced curiously over the paper.
- II.
- I raised my head.
- I evaded the question and hauled out a partridge.
- I went back and found Lys seated quietly at the table.
- I laughed a trifle sheepishly.
- Presently she spoke: "What did you say your crest is, Dick?"
- I thought of the Purple Emperor and wondered a little.
- I took the book in my hands and examined the ancient emblazoned covers.
- I lay back, idly turning the leaves of the curious old volume.
- I sat up and stared at my wife.
- I smiled.
- III.
- I remembered the butterfly, and stood looking at it with bent eyebrows.
- I nodded.
- I looked at Max Fortin, who immediately avoided my eyes.
- I looked searchingly at the little chemist.
- I repeated what I had said. Max Fortin turned livid.
- IV.
- Her hand on my arm grew heavy. "I dreamed last night----"
- THE KING'S CRADLE SONG.
- THE WHITE SHADOW.
- FITZGERALD.
- THE WHITE SHADOW.
- I.
- II.
- I sat down.
- Presently she said: "I am as tall as mamma. Why should I study algebra?"
- I followed.
- III.
- I bent my head, thrilled with happiness.
- IV.
- I said I would, but not with the zitherine.
- I stood up and scowled at the trunk.
- V.
- VI.
- VII.
- VIII.
- I used to try to make her believe that it would have made no difference.
- I hauled it out.
- IX.
- I then sailed majestically out into the stream.
- X.
- XI.
- She said: "The past is ours, Jack; the present is ours; the future----"
- XII.
- XIII.
- XIV.
- XV.
- XVI.
- I gravely acknowledged the honour by patting his head.
- XVII.
- XVIII.
- XIX.
- Somebody said in the next room, "Will he die?"
- After a moment I said, "When do you go back to school?"
- PASSEUR.
- PASSEUR.
- THE KEY TO GRIEF.
- FITZGERALD.
- THE KEY TO GRIEF.
- KIPLING.
- I.
- II.
- III.
- She rose, rubbing her velvet eyes. "Ihó!" she cried in wonder; "Inâh!"
- IV.
- V.
- VI.
- A MATTER OF INTEREST.
- A MATTER OF INTEREST.
- I.
- I glanced timidly at her.
- I think Miss Holroyd winced a little at this. I did not care. I went on:
- I ached to ask him why he had subpœnaed Captain McPeek and Frisby.
- I looked more carefully, holding both hands over my forehead.
- I had not expected that.
- I turned triumphantly to the professor.
- II.
- I looked at my plate. She might have spared me that.
- I looked at her suspiciously.
- I couldn't stand that.
- I laughed, and closed up the board with a snap.
- III.
- I nodded.
- I nodded, trying to keep my eyes from hers.
- I looked at her in amazement.
- I moved with a certain impatience.
- I glared at him.
- I shook my head.
- IV.
- I nodded.
- V.
- ENVOI.
- THE END.
- CORRECTIONS
- End of Project Gutenberg's The Mystery of Choice, by Robert William Chambers