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• Bardelys The Magnificent  
  The door had opened, and under the lintel stood the thick-set figure of the Comte de Chatellerault. Before him a lacquey in my escutcheoned livery of red-and-gold was receiving, with back obsequiously bent, his hat and cloak.

• St. Martin's Summer  
  The horror in the secretary's eyes increased, but Anselme's reflected none of it. It was a grave thing, he knew by former experience, to arouse His Majesty's Seneschal of Dauphiny from his after-dinner nap; but it was an almost graver thing to fail in obedience to that black-eyed woman below who was demanding an audience.

• Scaramouche  
  All that he achieved by this was to exasperate; and his expulsion from a society grown mistrustful of him must already have followed but for his friend, Philippe de Vilmorin, a divinity student of Rennes, who, himself, was one of the most popular members of the Literary Chamber.

• Captain Blood  
  Mr. Blood's attention was divided between his task and the stream of humanity in the narrow street below; a stream which poured for the second time that day towards Castle Field, where earlier in the afternoon Ferguson, the Duke's chaplain, had preached a sermon containing more treason than divinity.

• Mistress Wilding  
  Mr. Wilding stood, very still and outwardly impasive, the wine trickling from his long face, which, if pale, was no paler than its habit, a vestige of the smile with which he had proposed the toast still lingering on his thin lips, though departed from his eyes.

• The Historical Nights' Entertainment  
  The tragedy of my Lord Darnley's life lay in the fact that he was a man born out of his proper station -- a clown destined to kingship by the accident of birth and fortune.

• Love-at-Arms  
  As the last stroke of the Ave Maria faded on the wind that murmured plaintively through the larches of the hillside, they piously crossed themselves, and leisurely resuming their head-gear, they looked at one another with questioning glances.

• The Life of Cesare Borgia  
  The rule of Sixtus was as vigorous as it was scandalous. To say -- as has been said -- that with his succession to St. Peter's Chair came for the Church a still sadder time than that which had preceded it

• The Lion's Skin  
  Landlady, chamberlain, ostler and a posse of underlings hastened to give welcome to so fine a gentleman, and a private room above-stairs was placed at his disposal. Before ascending, however, Mr. Caryll sauntered into the bar for a whetting glass to give him an appetite

• The Sea-Hawk  
  Yet neither his natural wit nor his acquired endowments appear to have taught him that of all the gods that rule the destinies of mankind there is none more ironic and malicious than that same Dan Cupid

• The Shame of Motley  
  In the lining of one of those boots I concealed the Lord Cesare's package; his money -- some twenty ducats -- I carried in a belt about my waist, and his ring I set boldly on my finger.

• The Snare  
  Sergeant Flanagan did not at all relish this night excursion into the hill fastnesses, where at any moment, as it seemed to him, they might miss their way.

• The Strolling Saint  
  It surprises me that in none of the philosophic writings of the learned scholars of antiquity can I find that this matter of names has been touched upon, much less given the importance of which I account it to be deserving.

• The Suitors of Yvonne  
  I sat up in bed tingling with excitement at the developments which already I saw arising from his last night's imprudence.

• The Tavern Knight  
  A blow was struck upon the door, and with it came the command to "Open in the King's name!" Softly Sir Crispin rapped out an oath.

• The Trampling of the Lilies  
  He blushed like a school-girl, and strenuously protested that it was not so. In his haste he fell headlong into the sin of hastiness -- as was but natural -- and said perhaps too much.

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