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An air of apprehension pervaded the throne room. The most imperfect day known for ages in the Court of Gehenna was drawing to a close. The seven Tartarean courtiers had effaced themselves as far back…
The multiple-candle glow from the Mephistophelian coat-of-arms lit the girl-soul’s features. From a veil that well might have been worn on Earth for mourning, so black was her hair and enveloping, th…
Close to five o’clock the decrepit vehicle which, with a dingy hearse, had formed the funeral cortège of Trevor Trent, creaked to a stop. The entrance to the Heartsease Apartments gaped wide, just as…
There was no mistaking him. None less than the owner of the shop would enter with that assured step, and glance among them with that odd mixture of aesthetic distaste, yet business interest. His mann…
From facts later learned, Dolores was able at this point to shift the viewpoint of her earth story from performer to audience. The incidents of that first morning’s payment in service of her financia…
The scene within the back room of the bath-set impressed John like a still on a film which had been full of action. First glance might have convinced a superficial person that intrusion was a mistake…
Morning in a land of endless twilight! The spirit-girl lay late abed after that first awakening in Gehenna, as she realized with the switching off of the mauve curtains which had shut sunrise from he…
“When hall bedrooms are alcoves in disguise”—so said the Royal Entertainer—“their inner walls are likely to be thin.” This was true of the haven paid for in advance by Dolores Trent—true as thin. Oft…
Dolores need have felt no anxiety over what she should say. Mrs. Cabot said everything—and more. “You philanthropists, will you ever get enough? Or aren’t there that many?” The short-lipped, mouse-to…
His Majesty himself dropped the curtain on the earth-play of the spirit-girl. “The only real value of a story is its effect upon yourself,” he said. “I must have an interval in which to judge the wor…
