[Part 1] I In Petersburg in the eighteen-forties a surprising event occurred. An officer of the cuirassier guards, a handsome prince who everyone predicted would become aide-de-camp to the Emperor Nikolay I and have a brilliant career, left the servi...
CHAPTER VI When the wedding took place, some three weeks later, St. Peters was crowded with a perfect mob of smart people. The service was read in the most impressive manner by the Dean of Chichester, and everybody agreed that they had never seen a h...
CHAPTER V Mr. Merton was a good deal distressed at the second postponement of the marriage, and Lady Julia, who had already ordered her dress for the wedding, did all in her power to make Sybil break off the match. Dearly, however, as Sybil loved her...
CHAPTER IV In Venice he met his brother, Lord Surbiton, who happened to have come over from Corfu in his yacht. The two young men spent a delightful fortnight together. In the morning they rode on the Lido, or glided up and down the green canals in t...
CHAPTER III When Lord Arthur woke it was twelve oclock, and the midday sun was streaming through the ivorysilk curtains of his room. He got up and looked out of the window. A dim haze of heat was hanging over the great city, and the roofs of the hous...
CHAPTER II Ten minutes later, with face blanched by terror, and eyes wild with grief, Lord Arthur Savile rushed from Bentinck House, crushing his way through the crowd of furcoated footmen that stood round the large striped awning, and seeming not to...
CHAPTER I It was Lady Windermeres last reception before Easter, and Bentinck House was even more crowded than usual. Six Cabinet Ministers had come on from the Speakers Levee in their stars and ribands, all the pretty women wore their smartest dresse...
He didn't know how many dozens of tiny sidling steps he had taken, his chest, belly, and face pressed to the wall; but he knew the slender hold he was keeping on his mind and body was going to break. He had a sudden mental picture of his apartment on...
At the little living-room desk Tom Benecke rolled two sheets of flimsy and a heavier top sheet, carbon paper sandwiched between them, into his portable. Interoffice Memo, the top sheet was headed, and he typed tomorrow's date just below this; then he...
Lincoln spoke first: Weve been talking it over ever since we got your letter last month. Were happy to have Honoria here. Shes a dear little thing, and were glad to be able to help her, but of course that isnt the question Marion interrupted suddenly...
I And wheres Mr. Campbell? Charlie asked. Gone to Switzerland. Mr. Campbells a pretty sick man, Mr. Wales. Im sorry to hear that. And George Hardt? Charlie inquired. Back in America, gone to work. And where is the Snow Bird? He was in here last week....
By one fifty, the crowd was gone, just Eric and Nadia and an old, stringent, functioning alcoholic named Millie whod amble off to the assisted living place up on Pearl Street at one fifty-five on the dot. Eric, who had been coming to the bar for shot...
First thing it did was take a shit in the dining room. Bob didnt even realize what it was doing at first. It started sniffing, nose scraping the rug, and then it looked up at Bob with an air of embarrassment. And Bob said, What? and the dog dumped al...
At Cousin Marvs, where he tended bar twelve to ten, Wednesday through Sunday, he told Marv all about it. Most people called Marv Cousin Marv out of habit, something that went back to grade school though no one could remember how, but Marv actually wa...
[ADVISORY : Story contains adult language and criminal violence] Bob found the dog in the trash. It was just after Thanksgiving, the neighborhood gone quiet, hung-over. After bartending at Cousin Marvs, Bob sometimes walked the streets. He was big an...
