CHAPTER VIII St. Leon came home one afternoon and made his way straight to the library. The thickly carpeted floor gave back no echo to...

CHAPTER VII Beatrix went swiftly to the pretty dressing room, where the maid was, busy sewing on a dinner dress of pink nuns' veiling for...

CHAPTER VI Beatrix Gordon looked at the beautiful river with wide, dark eyes. The summer sunshine gilded the blue waves, the white sails...

CHAPTER V St. Leon looked at the girl as she made her timid request. Her eyes drooped from his quickly, and the frightened look came into...

CHAPTER IV The agitated lady and her haughty, handsome son both looked at the door with an irrepressible start. A sixteen-year-old girl...

CHAPTER III One of the most magnificent of the many palace homes that adorn the glorious Hudson River belonged to St. Leon Le Roy. It was...

CHAPTER II "Come in," said Laurel, faintly, in answer to the sharp rap at the door. The cheap, plain funeral was over, and the orphan sat...

When Dallas Bain and Royall Sherwood, with the dashing young widow, Mrs. Fleming, drove down the village street in their fine landau ...

“Fair Fielding, I heard something about you last night,” said one of the sewing girls in an uptown factory in New York to her nearest ...

Judge Camden’s two beautiful granddaughters were the pride of Fauquier County, and both were so charming that Paris himself must have ...

“Fly around there, little Eva, and pack the lunch basket while me an’ the other girls get ready for the hay ride an’ the party. Put in ...

“Oh, Mamma, I have had a lovely time at Mrs. Van Bibber’s! I would not have missed her reception for the world!” The blonde beauty ...

“Love! It began with a glance, Grew with the growing flowers, Smiled in a dreamful trance, Recked not the passage of hours. “Grief! ...

From a cottage window, embowered in azure morning glories, a girl’s sweet voice sang blithely: “My heart with joy would thrill if you ...

"How fast the river flows! How it roars in my ears and drowns the sound of your voice, my dearest! It is bearing me away! Oh, save me! ...

All the clocks of the great, thronged city clanged out the hour of midnight from their hoarse, brazen throats simultaneously, and as the ...

"Dead!" Leslie Noble reels backward, stunned by the shuddering horror of that one word—"Dead!" The stiff, girlish characters of the ...