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The House of Mystery An Episode in the Career of Rosalie Le Grange, Clairvoyant   By: (1873-1948)

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[Illustration: ROSALIE LE GRANGE]




Illustrated by Frederick C. Yohn



I. The Unknown Girl

II. Mr. Norcross Wastes Time

III. The Light

IV. His First Call

V. The Light Wavers

VI. Enter Rosalie Le Grange

VII. Rosalie's First Report

VIII. The Fish Nibbles

XI. Rosalie's Second Report

X. The Streams Converge

XI. Through the Wall Paper

XII. Annette Lies

XIII. Annette Tells the Truth

XIV. Mainly from the Papers


Rosalie le Grange


"It wasn't the money; it was the game "

He had taken an impression of mental power as startling as a sudden blow in the face

"Then it's as good as done"

Norcross's breath came a little faster

"I was looking straight down on the back parlors"

"Stay where you are," he commanded




In a Boston and Albany parlor car, east bound through the Berkshires, sat a young man respectfully, but intently studying a young woman. Now and then, from the newspapers heaped in mannish confusion about his chair, he selected another sheet. Always, he took advantage of this opportunity to face the chair across the aisle and to sweep a glance over a piquant little profile, intent on a sober looking book. Again, he would gaze out of the window; and he gazed oftenest when a freight train hid the beauties of outside nature. The dun sides of freight cars make out of a window a passable mirror. Twice, in those dim and confused glimpses, he caught just a flicker of her eye across her book, as though, she, on her part, were studying him.

It was her back hair which had first entangled Dr. Blake's thoughts; it was the graceful nape of her neck which had served to hold them fast. When the hair and the neck below dawned on him, he identified her as that blonde girl whom he had noted at the train gate, waving farewell to some receding friend and noted with approval. As a traveler on many seas and much land, he knew the lonely longing to address the woman in the next seat. He knew also, as all seasoned travelers in America know, that such desire is sometimes gratified, and without any surrender of decency, in the frank and easy West but never east of Chicago. This girl, however, exercised somehow, a special pull upon his attention and his imagination. And he found himself playing a game by which he had mitigated many a journey of old. He divided his personality into two parts man and physician and tried, by each separate power, to find as much as he could from surface indications about this travel mate of his.

Mr. Walter Huntington Blake perceived, besides the hair like dripping honey, deep blue eyes the blue not of a turquoise but of a sapphire and an oval face a little too narrow in the jaw, so that the chin pointed a delicate Gothic arch. He noted a good forehead, which inclined him to the belief that she "did" something some subtle addition which he could not formulate confirmed that observation. He saw that her hands were long and tipped with nails no larger than a grain of maize, that when they rested for a moment on her face, in the shifting attitudes of her reading, they fell as gently as flower stalks swaying together in a breeze. He saw that her shoulders had a slight slope, which combined with hands and eyes to express a being all feminine the kind made for a lodestone to a man who has known the hard spots of the world, like Mr. Walter Huntington Blake.

"A pippin!" pronounced Mr. Blake, the man.

Dr. Blake, the physician, on the other hand, caught a certain languor in her movements, a physical tenuity which, in a patient, he would have considered diagnostic. So transparent was her skin that when her profile dipped forward across a bar of sunshine the light shone through the bridge of her nose a little observation charming to Blake, the man, but a guide to Blake, the physician. She had the look, Dr... Continue reading book >>

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