John Galsworthy

pubOne.info present you this new edition. Writing not long ago to my oldest literary friend, I expressed in a moment of heedless sentiment the wish that we might have again one of our talks of long-past days, over the purposes and methods of our art. And my friend, wiser than I, as he has always been, replied with this doubting phrase "e;Could...

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pubOne.info present you this new edition. I At the door of St. George's registry office, Charles Clare Winton strolled forward in the wake of the taxi-cab that was bearing his daughter away with "e;the fiddler fellow"e; she had married. His sense of decorum forbade his walking with Nurse Betty- the only other witness of the wedding. A...

pubOne.info present you this new edition. Light, entering the vast room- a room so high that its carved ceiling refused itself to exact scrutiny- travelled, with the wistful, cold curiosity of the dawn, over a fantastic storehouse of Time. Light, unaccompanied by the prejudice of human eyes, made strange revelation of incongruities, as though...

pubOne.info present you this new edition. The action passes in Wellwyn's Studio, and the street outside....