Deluge
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共 66 题- Produced by An Anonymous Volunteer
- THE DELUGE
- By David Graham Phillips
- With Illustrations By George Gibbs
- CONTENTS
- I. MR. BLACKLOCK
- II. IN THOSE DAYS AROSE KINGS
- III. CAME A WOMAN
- I looked straight at her. “But you shall.”
- IV. A CANDIDATE FOR “RESPECTABILITY”
- V. DANGER SIGNALS
- VI. OF “GENTLEMEN”
- VII. BLACKLOCK GOES INTO TRAINING
- VIII. ON THE TRAIL OF LANGDON
- IX. LANGDON AT HOME
- I said to him: “Well, I'll be off. Thank you for--”
- X. TWO “PILLARS OF SOCIETY”
- I rose to go.
- XI. WHEN A MAN IS NOT A MAN
- XII. ANITA
- I flushed. “What does that mean?” I demanded.
- XIII. “UNTIL TO-MORROW”
- I lost no time in getting back into a business suit.
- XIV. FRESH AIR IN A GREENHOUSE
- XV. SOME STRANGE LAPSES OF A LOVER
- XVI. TRAPPED AND TRIMMED
- I lit a cigar with a steady hand and waited for Joe's next words.
- XVII. A GENTEEL “HOLD-UP”
- I leaned forward and laid my hand strongly on his arm.
- XVIII. ANITA BEGINS TO BE HERSELF
- I can't say why this was the “last straw,” but it was.
- I got up and stood looking down at her.
- I retreated to my chair and gave her a smile that must have been grim.
- I sprang to my feet.
- I studied her, but I couldn't puzzle her out.
- I took her hand--almost timidly.
- XIX. A WINDFALL FROM “GENTLEMAN JOE”
- I could not breathe freely, but I could breathe.
- XXI. MOST UNLADYLIKE
- I halted, but only like an oncoming bear at the prick of an arrow.
- I felt rather than saw my advantage, and pressed it.
- XXII. MOST UNGENTLEMANLY
- I took McCabe into the hall and paid him off.
- XXIII. “SHE HAS CHOSEN!”
- XXIV. BLACKLOCK ATTENDS FAMILY PRAYERS
- I waited.
- XXV. “MY WIFE MUST!”
- XXVI. THE WEAK STRAND
- XXVII. A CONSPIRACY AGAINST ANITA
- XXVIII. BLACKLOCK SEES A LIGHT
- I showed that I thought that he was simply jesting.
- XXIX. A HOUSEWARMING
- I saw that her peace of mind was at stake. “Yes--I consent.”
- XXX. BLACKLOCK OPENS FIRE
- XXXI. ANITA'S SECRET
- I closed the door.
- I waited.
- XXXII. LANGDON COMES TO THE SURFACE
- I simply listened, probably looking as grim as I felt.
- I continued to listen, as if I were waiting for her to finish and depart.
- XXXIV. “MY RIGHT EYE OFFENDS ME”
- XXXV. “WILD WEEK”
- I went toward the door.
- I rose. “Good,” said I. “I'm ready.”
- XXXVI. “BLACK MATT'S” TRIUMPH
- I sent my “guests” ashore the next morning.