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The Cup of the Beast On the noonday that followed Astolba’s last visit, our usual meal was not brought to us, but on the hour, a turbaned slave appeared, bearing rich vestments of the barbarous kind w
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The Cup of the Beast On the noonday that followed Astolba’s last visit, our usual meal was not brought to us, but on the hour, a turbaned slave appeared, bearing rich vestments of the barbarous kind w
The Beginning of the End How little a man sees of what is before him. A week hence I would have scorned the thought tha…
For Life, for Love, for Freedom It was near to midnight. I was weary, mind and body, for I had been urging the Queen to…
The Wisdom of Hubla At first, after the Queen had spoken thus, I answered nothing. The light in her eyes dazzled me, an…
Check to the Queen From my loophole I had seen it all. From that same post of vantage, I now beheld the arch-traitor Ag…
Zobo the Mighty Wrestles I would have made a fight for it even then. Had Lestrade and I been alone, I would in truth ha…
The White Dove’s Flight Now I had gone from Astolba in the full belief that she had dreamed this thing, yet such is the…
The Flower of Death We were now in the Palace, and the place was besieged. About its walls (and they were thick indeed,…
A Strange Story What had befallen during my captivity I shall now relate in the words of my comrade, Gaston Lestrade. I…
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