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…y. 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, so far south, and so high." "Yes." "Now I'll go over that again in another way. [56] "Here is a point, not long nor broad nor thick: no dimension. "Here is a line, long but neither broad nor thick one dimension. Here is a surface, long and broad, but not thick: two dimensions. "Here is a solid, long and broad and thick: three dimensions." "Now I qui…
1929 · PDF PAGE 224
… Turk; though he was surprised and annoyed 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 boo…
1929 · PDF PAGE 202
…e centre and fountain of the whole; Each one made perfect in its passionate part, Each the circumference, and each the heart! Always the Three in One are interwoven, Always the One in Three sublimely cloven, Their essence to the Central Spirit hurled And so flung forth, an uncorrupted world, By That which, comprehending in one whole The universal rapture of Its soul, Abides beyond Its own illumination, Withdrawn from Its imperishable station, Upholding all, an arm whose falchion flings With every flash a new-fledged Soul of Things;
1929 · PDF PAGE 215
…u will meet him, running hard, I expect, somewhere in France. It will be a fluke if Paris is saved. As you know, it always takes England three years to put her boots on. If we had listened to the men who knew — like 'Bobs' — and fixed up an army of three millions, there could have been no war — at least, not in this particular tangle of alliances. There would have been a Social Revolution, more likely, an ignoble business of greed against greed, which would have left men viler and more enslaved than ever. As it is, the masses on both sides thin…
1929 · PDF PAGE 229
…T BEGAT A CERTAIN BEGINNING UNMATCHED in history is the Retreat of the British Army from Mons. It was caught unprepared; it had to fight three weeks before it was ready; it was outnumbered three to one by a triumphant enemy; it was not co-ordinated with the French armies, and they failed to support it at critical moments; yet it fought that aweful dogged fight from house to house, and field to field, through league on league of Northern France. The line was forced to lengthen constantly as the retreat continued; it was attenuated by that and by…
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bowls occupied it. Three contained the finest flowers to be bought in London, the tribute of the natives to her talent; the fourth was brimmed with peaches at four shillings a peach. She threw one apiece to her brother and the Knight of the Silver Point. "I can't make out this Jack of Clubs," went on Amy Brough, "it's something about a large building!" Blaustein, the artist, buried his face and his heavy curved spectacles in his peach. "Yes, dearie," went on Amy, with a hiccough, "there's a journey about a letter. And nine and one's ten, and th…
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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 …
1929 · PDF PAGE 30
…erything in the cause of Science. In a moment now she'll be ready for the sitting." Indeed, she changed suddenly into Personality Number Three, a very decorous young Frenchwoman named Annette, maid to the wife of a Jewish Banker. She 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 …
1929 · PDF PAGE 127
…ed in watching over the safety of the fortress, their faces turned inexorably outward, their sole business to assure the security of the three women and their treasure. Upon these facts being brought to the notice of Edwin Arthwait, he smiled. He had redeemed his earlier failures — due to the incapacity of his assistants — by a sweeping success. For to his magic, evidently, was due the observed change in nature! Shortly after the arrival of Vesquit, he had completed his latest operation, the bewitchment of three nails in such a manner that, if …
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…was clad from neck to knee in a single black robe, without sleeves. From his belt hung a heavy sword with a cross-hilt. This man held up three fingers. Simon Iff again nodded, and led his guests to the room on the left. Here were the three guests indicated by the gesture of the guard. Lord Antony Bowling was a familiar friend of the old mystic. He was a stout and strong man of nearly fifty years of age, with a gaze both intrepid and acute: His nose was of the extreme aristocratic type, his mouth sensual and strong. [72] Cyril Grey had nicknamed…
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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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…h the water. I make my appearance with a yell. I grow. I die. There are the same phenomena of change which we all perceive around us. My three-dimensional mind thinks all this 'real,' a history; where at most it is a geography, a partial [62] set of infinite aspects. I say infinite, for the cone contains an infinite number of curves. Yet this three-dimensional being is actually a part of me, though such a minute one; and it rather amuses me, now I have discovered a little bit more of myself, to find that mind think that he, or even his yet base…
1929 · PDF PAGE 134
…been haunted by this idea from the beginning; it could hardly have been otherwise with the inveterate persistence of the ceremonies. The three women always chanted a sacred sentence, Epelthon Epelthon Artemis[1] continuously for an hour after her couching; and then one of them went on while the others slept. They would each take a shift of three hours. The words were rather droned than sung, to an old magical chant, which Sister Clara, who was half Greek, half [190] Italian, born of a noble family of Mitylene, had inherited from some of the wom…
1929 · PDF PAGE 228
…ystic lives — the friend of Maeterlinck! ha! ha! He's really von Walder, a Dresdener. And he is in charge of another cable — underground three hundred [320] miles, thanks to Becasseux, who helped us with the road squads, to a place which by now is firmly in the hands of the Crown Prince. So all you have to do is to tell your man to sit and pretend to meditate — and tap. I shall send you plenty of information from the front. You will know my agents by a nick filed in a trouser-button. Each message will have a number, so that you will know if any…
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…ON OF THE FALSE ALARM OF THE GREAT EXPERIMENT, AND OF A CONFERENCE BETWEEN DOUGLASS AND HIS SUBORDINATES. LORD ANTONY BOWLING was one of three men in the War Office who could speak French perfectly; despite this drawback, he had been selected to confer with the French headquarters in Paris. Here he met Cyril Grey, busy with his tailor. The young magician had once held a captaincy in a Hussar regiment, but a year of India had developed his native love of strange places and peoples. He had been tempted to resign his commission, and yielded. He ha…
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… — 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 brethren of the Order dispersed, one to one task, one to another. Presently Simon and Cyril, Cybele and Lisa were together alone. The old man led the way to a cell cunningly hidden in the wall. There they took seats. Lisa la Giuffria recognized that the critical moment of her life was come upon her. [90]
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…r fated Perfection: for by this was all created. [196] O marvel of miracle! O magic mode! All things adapted to one circling code! Since three parts of all wisdom I may claim, Hermes thrice great, and greatest, is my name. What I have written of the one sole Sun, His work, is here divined, and dared, and done."
1929 · PDF PAGE 109
…ENTURES THAT CAME THEREBY TO THE BLACK LODGE THE ecclesiastic is a definite type of man. The Italian priest has changed his character in three thousand years as little as he has his costume. Brother Onofrio's father happened to be a free-thinking Anti-clerical, a pillar of Masonry; otherwise, his son would assuredly have been a bishop. The type is perfectly pagan, whatever the creed; it is robust and subtle, spiritual and sensual, adroit in manipulation of inferiors and superiors alike. It has the courage which vigorous health and the conscious…
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…t that moment crying out for? The story of his "Judgment of Paris," as they called it, came into her mind. Some years before, he had had three women in love with him at once. It seemed to each that she was the only one. But they discovered the arrangement — he never took pains to hide such things — and they agreed to confront him. They called at his studio together, and [51] told him that he must choose one of them. He smoked a full pipe before replying; then went to his bedroom and returned with a pair of socks — in need of attention. "Simon, …
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…y, the safety of Sister Cybele was the first consideration." "And 'Horatii'?" "It's not a code word. I think it must be Roman History." "Three Boys!" "Rather a lot, isn't it?" "They'll be needed," said Simon grimly. "I have been doing magick too." "Do tell me." "The Quest of the Golden Fleece, Cyril. I've been sowing the Dragon's Teeth; you remember? Armed men sprang to life, and killed each other." [298] "But I don't see any armed men." "You will. Haven't you seen the papers?" "I never see papers. I'm a poet, and I like my lies the way mother …