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1929 · PDF PAGE 15

Moonchild

in your mind, my dear young lady: you are thinking that two's company and three's none; and I agree; but we are going to put that right by asking Brother Cyril to study his Qabalah for a little; for before leaving him in the ant-heap — he has really a shocking turn of mind — I want a little chat with you. You see, you are one of Us now, my dear." "I don't understand," uttered the girl, rather angrily, as Cyril obediently went to his desk, pulled a large square volume out of it, and became immediately engrossed. [23] Brother Cyril has told me of…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 233

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… unpopular." "They are bound to make him the national hero, at any cost." "And where do we come in?" [327] "What could be clearer? Their right wing will break through somewhere, or roll us up. Verdun will be isolated. Der Kronprinz (God bless his noble heart!) will walk through, and goose-step all the way to Paris. It is the only chance for the Hohenzollern dynasty." "It is military madness." "They think they have enough in hand to risk it. But see, sir, for God's sake see the conclusion! If I'm right, Von Kluck is bound to swerve East, right a…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 38

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…can do it by reference to these two lines only. Make a point, and I'll show you." She obeyed. "Now, I draw lines from your point to make right angles with my lines. I say your point is so far east of the central point, and so far north. You see? I determine the position by only two measurements." "But if I made my point right in the air here?" "Exactly. We need a third line, but it must be at right angles to the other two; sticking straight up, as you might say. Then we can measure in three directions, and determine the point. It is so far east…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 200

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…reen bronze, hard by. "Child!" said Cyril, very gravely and gently, "look at the eastern slope of Posilippo! And look at the stars, how brightly they shine! And look at that shoal of gleaming fish, that swim so deep beneath the waters of the bay! And look at your left ear! What shapeliness! What delicate pink!" [282] She was too angry even to tell him not to be an idiot. She only smiled disdainfully. He continued. "But those things are there. You cannot see them because the conditions are not right. But there are other things that your eye sees…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 39

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… bends a ray of light? Well if you take a hollow prism, and fill it with a solution of one of these kinds of sugar, the ray bends to the right; use the other kind, and it bends to the left. Chemistry is full of these examples. "Then we have our hands and feet; however we move about, we can never make them fill exactly the same place. A right hand is always a right hand, however you move it. It only becomes a left hand in a looking-glass — so your mirror should in future afford you a superior sort of reflection! It should remind you that there i…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 191

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… the most sacred rites, their quite casual employment as the mere prelude to a crime which is tantamount to murder in the opinion of all right-minded men, must seem even to the Freethinker or the Pagan as an abomination not to be forgiven. No pains had been spared by Douglas to make all secure. Balloch and Cremers had sponsored both "infants," and Douglas himself, as having most right, gave his wife in marriage to the Turk. A brutally realistic touch was needed to consummate the sacrilege; it was not neglected. Much of the pleasure taken by Dou…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 37

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…ght as much," said Cyril. "I didn't," said Iff frankly, "and it worries me. I'm not guessing, like you are — and it's no credit to guess right, my young friend, but a deceit of the devil, like winning at roulette. I'm deducing from what I know. Therefore, the fact that I'm wrong proves that there is something I don't know — and it worries me. But, clearly, we must get into a properly protected area without a moment wasted. That is, you must. I'll watch at the front. There must be somebody big behind that clumsy fool Akbar Pasha." "Yes; I've bee…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 70

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…the apex of the vault, made its thorny bloom of the very fire and colour of day. Simon Iff stood behind the altar; Cyril Grey was on her right hand, Sister Cybele on her left. They joined their hands about her. "I will now complete the formality of your reception," said the old man. "Say after me: 'I (your name).'" "I, Lisa la Giuffria —" "Solemnly promise to devote myself" She repeated the phrase. To the discovery of my true purpose in this life." She echoed in a lower tone. All three concluded "So mote it be." "I receive you into this Order,"…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 46

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…sort of shapeless mass, dark-red," she said after a pause. "Now watch!" cried Iff. He took several steps into the garden, and raised his right hand. "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law!" [66] he proclaimed in such a voice as once shook Sinai. Then he threw the rest of the dittany in the direction 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 h…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 80

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… us is concerned. The analogy is quite perfect. Thus, in my guess at your birth-hour — was not that a test? I will do it all day, and be right five times in six. Further, in the event of error, I will show exactly why I was wrong. It's a case where one is sometimes right to be wrong, as I'll explain one day. Then again, your own clairvoyance; I did not tell you that sort of a Thing to look for; yet you saw it under the same form as I did. You shall practice these things daily with Cyril if you like, always checking your results in a way which h…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 201

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…tars are puffs of dust. Rise up, my soul! One stride, and space is spanned; Time, like a poppy, crushed in thy left hand, While with thy right thou reachest out to grip The Graal of God, and tilt it to thy lip? Lo! all the whirring shafts of Light, a web Wherein the Tides of Being flow and ebb, One heart-beat, pulsing the Eternal stress, Extremes that cancel out in Nothingness. Light thrills through Light, the spindle of desire, Cross upon Cross of elemental Fire; Life circles Life, the Rose all flowers above, And in their intermarriage they ar…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 13

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…astened about a tall uncompromising collar by a cabochon sapphire so dark as to be hardly noticeable. A rimless monocle was fixed in his right eye. His manner had changed to parallel his dress. The supercilious air was gone; the smile was gone. He might have been a diplomatist at the crisis of an empire: he looked even more like a duellist. The studio in which she stood was situated on the Boulevard Arago, below the Sante' prison. It was reached from the road through am archway, which [21] opened upon an oblong patch of garden. Across this, a r…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 21

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…t care so much for the 'Misadventures of a pat of butter' Sonata. But the Tschaikowsky symphony was best: that was Atmosphere; 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 wa…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 44

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… contented life, and nothing ever happens; he, on the contrary, makes trouble everywhere, excites the wrath of Turks, and worse, if I am right; he thereby brings about a situation where perfectly competent ladies' maids have epileptic fits, mediums endeavour to procure blood from bewitching damozels — and now there's a Thing in the Garden." His voice had a wail of comic disgust. "However, this is Cyril's funeral, not mine. He called me in; I must say I approve of his general plan, on the whole, and I dare say much of the opposition is unavoidab…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 63

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…r7 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 angel…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 232

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… the skirts of his garments. The orderly called the Staff to dinner. Cyril, as the guest of the evening, was on the Commander-in-Chief's right hand. "You have been very highly recommended to me," said the old Cavalry leader, when the time came to smoke, "and I look to you to distinguish yourself accordingly. You will be under the orders of Colonel Mavor, of course; you should report to him at once." "May I give you some information direct?" asked Cyril. "The matter hardly brooks delay, as I see it: you should know it at once, and — to be frank …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 220

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shunning death, avoidance of danger; the other whose defence is attack." "Yes; we're all right so long as we make ourselves feared. But Victorian prudery turned our tigers into oxen; we found that it was wrong fight dangerous to drink beer, wicked to love; presently it was cruel to eat beef, immoral to laugh, fatal to breathe. We went in terror of the omnipresent germ. Hence we are fat, cowardly slaves. I hear that Kitchener is hard put to it to get his first 100,000 men. Only the public schools respond. Only gentlemen and sportsmen really love…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 151

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… the spirit of Pan; but they are twin phases of laughter. Religion is a joke. Now what is the most absurd thing in the world?" "Woman." "Right again. And therefore she is the only serious island in this ocean of laughter. While we hunt and fish, and fight, and otherwise take our pleasure, she is toiling in the fields and cooking, and bearing children. So, all the serious words are jests, [213] and all the jokes are earnest. This, oh my brother, is the key to my light and sparkling conversation." "But — " "I know what you are going to say. You c…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 55

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… head of the triangle, placing Cyril Grey and the Mahathera Phang at the other corners. Lord Antony Bowling was at his left, Lisa at his right; Morningside faced him from the base. When all were seated, Sister Cybele rose, struck a bell that stood at her hand, and said: "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. O Master of the Temple, what is thy will?" Simon Iff rose in his place. "It is my will to eat and drink," said he. "Why shouldst thou eat and drink?" "To sustain my body in strength." "Why is it thy will that thy body may be sust…

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…ttract attention. When they saw him, he acted in the most conventional way possible; a smile, and a bow, and a formal handshake, and the right word of greeting. But the moment that introductions were over, he apparently vanished! The conversation became general; Amy Brough went to sleep; Blaustein took his leave; Arnold King followed; the pianist rose for the same purpose and looked round for his friend. Only then did anyone observe that he was seated on the floor with crossed legs, perfectly indifferent to the company. The effect of the discov…

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