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The Project Gutenberg eBook, The Destroying Angel, by Louis Joseph Vance, Illustrated by Arthur I. Keller
Title: The Destroying Angel
Author: Louis Joseph Vance
Release Date: May 8, 2010 [eBook #32302]
Language: English
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THE DESTROYING ANGEL
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
Author of "The Brass Bowl," "The Bronze Bell," "The Bandbox," "Cynthia of the Minute," Etc.
WITH FOUR ILLUSTRATIONS
BY ARTHUR I. KELLER
A. L. BURT COMPANY
Publishers New York
Copyright, 1912,
By Louis Joseph Vance.
All rights reserved, including those of translation into foreign
languages, including the Scandinavian.
Published, October, 1912.
TO
ROBERT HOBART DAVIS
Whitaker's jaw dropped and his eyes widened with wonder and pity
CONTENTS
I. Doom
II. The Last Straw
III. "Mrs. Morten"
IV. Mrs. Whitaker
V. Wilful Missing
VI. Curtain
VII. The Late Extra
VIII. A History
IX. Entr'acte
X. The Window
XI. The Spy
XII. The Mouse-Trap
XIII. Offshore
XIV. Débâcle
XV. Disclosures
XVI. The Beacon
XVII. Discovery
XVIII. Blight
XIX. Capitulation
XX. Temperamental
XXI. Black Out
ILLUSTRATIONS
Whitaker's jaw dropped and his eyes widened with wonder and pity
Her eyes fastened dilating, upon his. The scene faltered perceptibly
Whitaker felt land beneath his feet
"I do not love you. You are mad to think it"
THE DESTROYING ANGEL
I
DOOM
"Then I'm to understand there's no hope for me?"
"I'm afraid not...." Greyerson said reluctantly, sympathy in his eyes.
"None whatever." The verdict was thus brusquely emphasized by Hartt, one of the two consulting specialists.
Having spoken, he glanced at his watch, then at the face of his colleague, Bushnell, who contented himself with a tolerant waggle of his head, apparently meant to imply that the subject of their deliberations really must be reasonable: anybody who wilfully insists on footing the measures of life with a defective constitution for a partner has no