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Melun. An hour later Cyril Grey and Lisa and all their fellow passengers were turned out at Fontainebleau. There had been a terrible disaster to the Paris- Rome rapide at Moret. The line would be blocked all night. "This contretemps," said Cyril, as if he had heard of a change of programme at a theatre, "will add appreciably to the length — and, may I add, to the romance — of our proposed walk. When they reached Moret more than three hours [129] later, they found the rapide inextricably tangled with a heavy freight train. It had left the line a…
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…ster!" cried a voice, and two scarred arms were thrown about her neck. It was the girl of the night before! "Didn't you escape?" babbled Lisa, incoherent. But the child's ringing laughter silenced her. "I forgive you for spoiling my record," she bubbled over. "You know, I'm supposed to get them five times in six." Lisa stood bewildered. But Sister Cybele was wringing her hands and kissing her, and Cyril Grey was telling the child that he had first claim on the strangle-hold — And then they all suddenly melted from her. Simon Iff was walking tow…
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…e her a significant glance, and she was wise enough to take it. There are subjects which it is better to drop. "You know, Mr. Iff," said Lisa, to lighten the sudden tension, "I've been most fearfully interested in all you have said, and I think I have understood quite a part of it; but I don't see the practical application. Do you want me to get messages from the Mighty Dead?" "Just at present," said the mystic, "I want you to digest what you have heard, and the dejeuner which Brother Cyril is about to offer us. After that we shall feel better …
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come from this abominable house!" Lisa had touched the summit of the mountain of hysteria. Her feelings were far beyond all expression; she was living in a world deeper than feeling. She gained the consciousness of her own nature, something far deeper than anything she had ever known, and she expressed its will in words of absolute despair. "I can't leave Cyril Grey." "I'm afraid of him more than all the others," whispered the girl." I loved him too. And when I came to him two days ago, thinking that he still loved me — he laughed — and he had …
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uneventful, save for the brief visit of a cruiser which discovered nothing contraband; in fact, Abdul and Lisa remained drunk the whole time. Only, just off the Spanish coast, a capful of wind once again interfered with Lisa's enjoyment of the honeymoon. It had another consequence, more serious. No sooner had they landed at Barcelona, than Lisa became suddenly and terribly ill. After a week, the doctors decided upon a radical remedy-operation. The next day a girl child entered the world, very much alive, despite the irregularity of her entrance…
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…wling understood something of the soul which had escaped him until that moment; the Mahathera Phang remained in his superb indifference. Lisa addressed the Master: "I'm afraid I haven't paid; and I've had a perfectly wonderful dinner!" Simon Iff replied with weight: "My dear young lady, you are not a guest — you are a candidate." [89] Suddenly conscious of herself, she blanched, and became rigid in her chair. Simon Iff bade farewell to the three guests; Cyril and Sister Cybele conducted them to the boat, and bade them God-speed. The other breth…
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She was merely bored with her friend and constant companion, Lisa la Giuffria, who had been celebrating her birthday for twenty-three hours without cessation as Big Ben tolled eleven. Lisa was having her fortune told for the eighth time that day by a lady so stout and so iron-clad in corsets that any reliable authority on high explosives might have been tempted to hurl her into Temple Gardens, lest a worse thing come unto him, and so intoxicated that she was certainly worth her weight in grape-juice to any Temperance lecturer. [11] The name of …
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instructions." Lisa went to the telephone. Instead of getting her room, she was connected with the manager of the hotel. "I much regret to have to tell you, madame, that your maid was seized with epileptic fits shortly after you left this morning." Lisa was too stunned to reply. She dropped the receiver. Cyril crossed to her instantly, and told the man that his news had upset Madame; she would telephone again later. Lisa repeated what the manager had said. "I thought as much," said Cyril. "I didn't," said Iff frankly, "and it worries me. I'm no…
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…irection of the Thing. "By all the powers of the Pentagram!" shouted Cyril Grey; "he's deliberately making a magical link between it and Lisa." He bit his lip, and cursed himself in silence; he knew he had been startled out of prudence. Simon Iff had not noticed the outburst. He quoted "The Book of the Law," "Be strong!" he cried. "Enjoy all things of sense and rapture! There is no god that shall deny thee for this!" The Thing became coherent. It contracted slightly. Lisa could now see that it was an animal of the wolf type, couchant. The body …
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… said the woman in English, "that boy's just crazy about you; and he's the loveliest man on God's earth. Won't you say one word to him?" Lisa's jaw dropped in amazement. "What? Who?" she stammered. "Why, that perfectly sweet Turk, Abdul. Sure, you know him, dearie!" Cremers was watching Lisa's face; she read the answer. She gave a low whistle, and round the corner Abdul Bey came running. He took Lisa in his arms, and rained kisses passionately on her mouth. She had no thought of resistance. The situation entranced her. The captive princess; the…
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…sphere; it put me right back among the old familiar scenes; I thought I was somewhere on the South-Eastern Railway waiting for a train." Lisa flamed indignation. "She's the most wonderful dancer in the world." "Yes, she is that," said her lover, with affected heavy sadness. "Wonderful! My father used to say, too, that she used even to dance well when she was forty." The nostrils of la Giuffria dilated. She understood that it was a monster that had carried her away; and she made ready for a last battle. But Simon Iff announced the meal. "Pray yo…
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…UNCH, AFTER ALL; AND A LUMINOUS ACCOUNT OF THE FOURTH DIMENSION "I CONFESS to hunger," said Simon Iff, after a few moments. Cyril kissed Lisa on the mouth, and walked with his arm still circling her, to the sideboard. "You are hostess here now you know," he said quite simply. All his affectations dropped from him at that moment, and Lisa understood that he was just a simple-minded, brave, and honest man, who, walking in the midst of perils, had devised a formidable armament both for attack and defence. She felt a curious pang of pain simultaneo…
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Chapter7 OF THE OATH OF LISA LA GIUFFRIA; AND OF HER VIGIL IN THE CHAPEL OF ABOMINATIONS "BEFORE we go further," began Cyril Grey, "I think it right to express a doubt as to the advisability of our procedure. We have already seen the most determined opposition to our plans; and for my part, I would say frankly that it might be wiser, certainly safer, to abandon them." Lisa turned on him like a tigress. "I don't know what your plans are, and don't care. But I didn't think you'd go back on them." "Impulsive ladies," returned Cyril, "rush in where…
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…elaborate method of cross-correspondences: I won't bore you with that; Brother Cyril will have plenty of time to talk to you at Naples." Lisa sat up with a shock. Despite her interest in the subject, her brain had tired. The last words galvanized her. "I shall explain after lunch," continued the mystic, lighting a third Partaga; "meanwhile, I have wandered slightly from the subject, as you were too polite to remark. I was going to show you how a soul with a weak hold on its tenant could be expelled by another; how, indeed, half-a-dozen personal…
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…e there; the private hospital which was attached to it was situated some three hundred yards further back from the hillside. At a glance Lisa perceived that she had come into a circle where discipline was the first consideration. Every one moved as if a Prussian sergeant had been in charge of him from infancy. Every one looked as if his responsibility were ever present to his mind. These manners sat naturally enough upon Clara and Onofrio; on the others the idea was hardly yet assimilated. But there was no evidence of any outward constraint; ev…
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… like you to have a standard of comparison. Maybe you'll want to choose one day!" "I'm afraid I, too, like danger and excitement!" cried Lisa. "I'm afraid you do! However, since Brother Cyril asks it, the Way of the Tao shall be trodden so far as this is possible: What would Brother Cyril do?" "I should take the Magic Sword, make the appropriate symbols, and invoke the Names Divine appurtenant thereto: the Thing, shrivelled and blasted, would go back to those that sent it, screaming in agony, cursing at the gods, ready to turn even on its emplo…
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…He was not in the least afraid of that cub Grey, when Simon Iff was not there to back him. It would go hard, but he should get a drop of Lisa's blood — if he had to bribe the wagon-lit man. Then — who knows? — there might even be a chance to kill Grey. He waited till the last moment before he boarded the train. The train would stop at Moret-les-Sablons; by that time the beds would be made up; he would have plenty of time to act; he could go on to Rome if necessary. Cyril Grey, away from the influence of Simon Iff, had become the sarcastic sphin…
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…like autumn leaves in a whirlwind. For ten minutes this went on, with constantly increasing energy. "The fun is fast and furious," cried Lisa. Cyril adjusted his monocle with immense deliberation. "The epithet of which you appear to be in search," he remarked, "is, possibly, 'chronic.'" Lisa stared at him, while the pencils and balls still pattered on the table like dancing hail. "Doctor Johnson once remarked that we need not criticize too closely the performance of a whistling cabbage, or whatever it was," he explained wearily, "the wonder bei…
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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…
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…. And nine and one's ten, and three's thirteen. You'll get another present, dearie, as sure as I'm sitting here." "I really will?" asked Lisa, yawning. "If I never take my hand off this table again!" "Oh, cut it out!" cried Lavinia. "I'm going to bed!" "If you go to bed on my birthday I'll never speak to you again!" "Oh, can t we do something?" said Blaustein, who never did anything, anyhow, but draw. "Sing something!" said Lavinia's brother, throwing away the peach-stone, and settling himself again to sleep. Big Ben struck the half hour. Big B…