tailieunhanh - Shifting Shoals And Shattered Rocks

none of her correspondents but Dora Denning used that peculiar shade of blue paper, and she instantly began to wonder why Dora had written to her. “I saw her yesterday afternoon,” she reflected, “and she told me everything she had to tell—and what does she‐mean by such a tantalizing message as this? ‘Dearest Ethel: I have the most extraordinary news. Come to me immediately. . | The Man Between Amelia E. Barr DODO I WI PRESS The Man Between PART FIRST O LOVE WILL VENTURE IN CHAPTER I THE thing that I know least about is my beginning. For it is possible to introduce Ethel Rawdon in so many picturesque ways that the choice is embarrassing and forces me to the conclusion that the actual circumstances though commonplace may be the most suitable. Certainly the events that shape our lives are seldom ushered in with pomp or ceremony they steal upon us unannounced and begin their work without giving any premonition of their importance. Consequently Ethel had no idea when she returned home one night from a rather stupid entertainment that she was about to open a new and important chapter of her life. Hitherto that life had been one of the sweetest and simplest character the lessons and sports of childhood and girlhood had claimed her nineteen years and Ethel was just at that wonderful age when the brook and the river having met she was feeling the first swell of those irresistible tides which would carry her day by day to the haven of all days. It was Saturday night in the January of 1900 verging toward twelve o clock. When she entered her room she saw that one of the windows was open and she stood a moment or two at it looking across the straight miles of white lights in whose illumined shadows thousands of sleepers were holding their lives in pause. It is not New York at all she whispered it is some magical city that I have seen but have never trod. It will vanish about six o clock in the morning and there will be only common streets full of common people. Of course and here she closed the window and leisurely removed her opera cloak of course this is only dreaming but to dream waking or to dream sleeping is very pleasant. In dreams we can have men as we like them and women as we want them and make all the world happy and beautiful.