The Fifth String

The Fifth String

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Excerpt: ...said: "Good-night, I am going to my room; please make my excuses to Signor Diotti and father," and wearily she ascended the stairs. Mr. Wallace and the violinist soon after joined old Sanders, fresh cigars were lighted and regrets most earnestly expressed by the violinist for Mildred's "sick headache." "No need to worry; she will be all right in the morning," said Sanders, and he and the violinist buttoned their coats tightly about them, for the night was bitter cold, and together they left the house. In her bed-chamber Mildred stood looking at the portrait of her lover. She studied his face long and intently, then crossing the room she mechanically took a volume from the shelf, and as she opened it her eyes fell on these lines: "How art thou fallen from Heaven, O Lucifer, son of the Morning!" Old Sanders builded better than he knew. XI When Diotti and old Sanders left the house they walked rapidly down Fifth Avenue. It was after eleven, and the streets were bare of pedestrians, but blinking-eyed cabs came up the avenue, looking at a distance like a trail of Megatheriums, gliding through the darkness. The piercing wind made the men hasten their steps, the old man by a semi-rotary motion keeping up with the longer strides and measured tread of the younger. When they reached Fourteenth Street, the elder said, "I live but a block from here," pointing eastward; "what do you say to a hot toddy? It will warm the cockles of your heart; come over to my house and I'll mix you the best drink in New York." The younger thought the suggestion a good one and they turned toward the house of old Sanders. It was a neat, red brick, two-story house, well in from the street, off the line of the more pretentious buildings on either side. As the old man opened the iron gate, the police officer on the beat passed; he peered into the faces of the men, and recognizing Sanders, said, "tough night, sir." "Very," replied the addressed. "All good old gentlemen should be in bed...
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  • Paperback | 24 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 64g
  • United States
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236720334
  • 9781236720337
  • 2,422,555