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…eeded to coil up his "Serpent" after him, diminishing the sweep of his spirals until he was at zero, merely rotating on himself. Then he began the second part of his work, the Dance of the Sword. [169] Slowly he began to cause his feet to trace a pentagram, and he allowed the Sword to leave his body as he quickened his pace, just as one sees the weights of the ball-governor of a steam-engine fly outwards as pressure and speed leap higher. Gates was altogether fascinated by the sight. In the sunlight, this scarlet figure with lights darting from…
1929 · PDF PAGE 180
…nd as on marshes [254] methane forms, and Will o' th' Wisp lures peasants to their oozy doom, so in the idle mind monsters are bred. She began to suffer from a real insanity of the type of persecution-mania. She began to imagine that Cyril and Brother Onofrio were engaged in some mysterious plot against her. It was lucky that every one in the house possessed medical knowledge and training, with specialization in psychology, so that they knew precisely how to treat her. Yet in the long run that very knowledge became a danger. The extraordinary p…
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…ation might become more simple. They found her on her back, smiling and crowing, opening and closing her hands. When she saw the men she began to cry with fright. Then her first articulation was "Mum—Mum—Mum—Mum—Mum." "She wants her mother," explained Akbar. "I didn't know a lady was to be present; but as we are so happy, would you mind pretending to be her mother? It would help immensely." Lisa had quite forgotten Cyril's warning, and would have accepted. She was quite willing to enter into the spirit of the performance, whether it was a serio…
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…e of ease. And then it dawned upon her that she had to wait. To wait! There was no sound or movement to fix her attention; presently she began to amuse herself by making faces at herself in the polished silver of the [94] altar. It was not long before she tired of that; and once again she found herself waiting. Her imagination soon began to people the little room with phantoms; the memory of the Thing in the Garden began to obsess her. Once again Simon Iff came to the rescue. She knew that her imagination was at work, and that,
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it in a corner, sat up, and began to play with it. All of a sudden something happened which shocked Lisa into a disgusted exclamation. "It is all part of the assumption of baby-hood," said Cyril, coldly "and a bad one; for there is no reason why obsession by a baby's soul or mind should interfere with adult reflexes. The real reason is that this woman comes from the lowest sewers of Buda-Pesth. She was a common prostitute at the age of nine, and only took up this game as a better speculation. It is part of her pleasure to abuse the licence we a…
1929 · PDF PAGE 183
…trying?" "There is no time — in this country." Iliel was half hypnotized by the reiteration of that negation, and that final phrase. She began to play a game. "Well, Old Lady, I've something round, and something red, and something ripe to make your fire with. I'll give it to you if you can guess what it is." The Old Lady shook her head. "There's nothing round, and there's nothing red, and nothing ripe — in this country." "Well, I'll tell you: it's an apple. If you want it, you may have it." "We never want anything — in this country." "Well, I'l…
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…went with rather stiff decorum to the table — she had to lay breakfast for her mistress, it appeared — but the moment she got there, she began to tremble violently all over, sank into the chair, and resumed the "Baby" personality, after a struggle. "Det away, bad Annette — naughty, naughty!" was the [45] burden of her inspiring monologue for a few minutes. Then she suddenly became absorbed in the small objects before her — the Pasha had replaced them — and began to play with them, as intently as many children do with toys. "Now we must have the…
1929 · PDF PAGE 128
… as thoroughness and frightfulness. Whether from any difficulty in identification or otherwise, it was some little while before Arthwait began to feel that his plan was working out. The trouble with all these operations was in the absence of a direct link with the principals; the currents invariably struck the outer defences, in the person of Brother Onofrio, before penetrating. When, therefore, Arthwait's efforts began to show results, they were first noticed by that sturdy warrior. And he, considering the situation, argued that the observed p…
1929 · PDF PAGE 213
…ustrialism? Men have become such slaves that they submit to laws which would have made a revolution in any other country since the world began; they have registration cards harder to bear than iron fetters; they allow their tyrants to bar them from every pleasure that even their poverty allows them. There is only one way to turn the counter- jumper into a Curtius and the factory girl into a Cornelia; and I have taken it." "How did you work it? " "It has been a long business, But as you know. Sir Edward is a mystic. You saw that article on fishi…
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…noyed to find that she had recovered her early grace and activity. The fat had gone from her in the three weeks of illness; and when she began to be able to move about, and drive in the city, she looked once more almost as she did on the night when Cyril first saw her, a gay, buxom, vigorous woman. The change cooled Abdul's ardour, and her own feelings altered with it. Her lover's sloppiness began to disgust her. As to the child, it was a source of irritation to both of them. Cremers, again, was hardly a boon companion; she would have depressed…
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…el [39] every tone tingling with suppressed excitement. It was certainly not the seance that interested him; but what was it? The medium began to moan. She complained of cold; she began to twist her body about; she dropped her head suddenly on the table in collapse. Nobody took any particular notice; it was all part of the performance. "Give me your hands!" she said to Lisa, "I feel you are so sympathetic." As a matter of fact, the girl's natural warmth of heart had stirred her for a moment. She reached her hands out. But Simon Iff rose from th…
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…the broomstick employed in this case and the throwing-stick of the aborigines of that continent. However this may be, friend Poltergeist began to rehearse exactly fourteen days after the arrival of the lawyer and his wife, and was so kind as to oblige with a full recital — Scherzo in A flat, or more accurately A house — three days later. I never really valued the Sevres vase which was offered on this occasion to the infernal gods. The mediumistic powers of the lady began to develop at the same time. The spirit had devised an ingenious method of…
1929 · PDF PAGE 152
…he west wind told the flowers that a little bird had whispered to him that the spring was coming. The results of the magical invocations began to peep through the veil of matter, like early crocuses. The atmosphere of house and garden was languid and romantic, so that a stranger could not have failed to feel it; yet with this was a timid yet vigorous purity, a concentration of the longing of the magicians. The physical signs were equally unmistakable. By night a faint blue luminosity radiated from the whole enclosure, visible to the natural eye…
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… have seen, and what you will see one day, if you cling to the highest in you." He drew a note-book of white vellum from his pocket, and began to read. "The whirlwind of the Eagle and the Lion! The Tree upon the Mountain that is Zion! The marriage of the Starbeam and the Clod! The mystic Sabbath of the Saints of God! Bestride the Broomstick that is God-in-man! Spur the rough Goat whose secret name is Pan! Before that Rod Heaven knows itself unjust; Beneath those hoofs the stars are puffs of dust. Rise up, my soul! One stride, and space is spann…
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… unique Universe; Air was its chariot, and Earth its nurse. Here is the root of every talisman Of the whole world, since the whole world began. Here is the fount and source of every soul. Let it be spilt on earth! its strength is whole. Now gently, subtly, with thine Art conspire To fine the gross, dividing earth and fire. Lo! it ascendeth and descendeth, even And swift, an endless band of earth and heaven; Thus it receiveth might of duplex Love, The powers below conjoined with those above, So shall the glory of the world be thine And darkness …
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…he too heaped his braziers, but with cypress and bituminous coal. As the day passed the violence of the storm increased; the doctor even began to fear for the safety of his operation when, about an hour after noon, [201] a window of the villa was broken by a torn branch of olive that came hurtling against it. But a little later the speed of the hurricane abated; the sky was visible, through the earth-vapours, as a wrack of wrathful clouds — one might say the flight of Michael before Satan.
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…HOSE WELFARE MUCH ANXIETY MUST HAVE BEEN FELT EARLY in January Cyril Grey received a letter from Lord Antony Bowling. "My good Grey," it began, "may the New Year bring you courage to break your resolutions early! My own plan is to swear off every kind of virtue, so that I triumph even when I fall! "Morningside is off to America with his New Discovery in Science. It is that all crime is due to breathing. Statistics show (a) that all convicts are guilty of this disgusting habit; (b) it is characteristic of all the inmates of our insane asylums. "…
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… the English introduce him to a woman." Lisa la Giuffria was startled into normality by the words. They were not spoken in jest. And she began to take stock of her surroundings. Cyril Grey himself was radically changed. In fashionable London he had worn a claret-coloured suit, an enormous grey butterfly tie hiding a soft silk collar. In bohemian Paris his costume was diabolically clerical in its formality. A frock coat, tightly buttoned to the body, fell to the knees; its cut was as severe as it was distinguished; the trousers were of sober gre…
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…Their return broke up the conversation, and Sister Cybele led the way, with Lisa on her arm, to the lobby. There the wonder of the house began. The wall facing the front door was masked by a group of statuary of heroic size. It was a bronze, and represented Mercury leading Hercules into Hades. In the background stood Charon in his boat, one hand upon his oar, the other stretched to receive his obolus. Sister Cybele waited until all the guests were in the boat. Then she made pretence to place the coin in Charon's hand. In reality she touched a s…
1929 · PDF PAGE 212
…h no!" Cyril's eyes were half closed. "What do you mean — Oh, no!" cried the other sharply. He knew his Cyril like a book. "I never even began," murmured the boy, dreamily. "You will be polite to explain yourself." Simon's lips took a certain grimness of grip upon themselves. "This telegram has consoled me in my grief," said Cyril, taking with languid grace a slip of paper from his pocket. "It came last week." Simon Iff turned it towards the light. "Horatii," he read. "A code word, I suppose. But this is dated from Iona, from the Holy House whe…