Hearts and Masks

Hearts and Masks

by Harold Macgrath
     
 

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It all depends upon the manner of your entrance to the Castle of Adventure. One does not have to scale its beetling parapets or assault its scarps and frowning bastions; neither is one obliged to force with clamor and blaring trumpets and glittering gorgets the drawbridge and portcullis. Rather the pathway lies through one of those many little doors, obscure, yet… See more details below

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It all depends upon the manner of your entrance to the Castle of Adventure. One does not have to scale its beetling parapets or assault its scarps and frowning bastions; neither is one obliged to force with clamor and blaring trumpets and glittering gorgets the drawbridge and portcullis. Rather the pathway lies through one of those many little doors, obscure, yet easily accessible, latchless and boltless, to which the average person gives no particular attention, and yet which invariably lead to the very heart of this Castle Delectable. The whimsical chatelaine of this enchanted keep is a shy goddess. Circumspection has no part in her affairs, nor caution, nor practicality; nor does her eye linger upon the dullard and the blunderer. Imagination solves the secret riddle, and wit is the guide that leads the seeker through the winding, bewildering labyrinths.
And there is something in being idle, too!

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ISBN-13:
9781603122771
Publisher:
Alan Rodgers Books
Publication date:
09/01/2007
Pages:
116
Product dimensions:
6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.28(d)

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mantic novels," with a kind of grumble. "I admit there never was a particle of romance on your side of the family," the girl retorted. "Happily. There is peace in the house where I live." "Do not argue with me." "I am not arguing with you; I should only be wasting my time. I am simply warning you that you are about to commit a folly." "I have made up my mind." "Ah! In that case I have hopes," he returned. "When a woman makes up her mind to do one thing, she generally does another. Why can't you put aside this fool idea and go to the opera with me?" " I have seen Carmen in Paris, Rome, London and New York," she replied. (Evidently a traveled young person.) "Carmen is your favorite opera, besides." "Not to-night," whimsically. "Go, then; but please recollect that if anything serious comes of your folly, I did my best to prevent it. It's a scatter-brained idea, and no good will come of it, mark me." "I can take care of myself," truculently. "So I have often been forced to observe," dryly. (I wondered what it was all about.) "But, uncle dear, I am becoming so dreadfully bored!" "That sounds final," sighed the old man, helping himself to the haricots verts. (The girl ate positively nothing.) "But it seems odd that you can't go aboutyour affairs after my own reasonable manner." "I am only twenty." The old man's shoulders rose and fell resignedly. "No man has an answer for that." "I promise to tell you everything that happens; by telegraph." "That's small comfort. Imagine receiving a telegram early in the morning, when a man's brain is without invention or coherency of thought! I would that you were back home with your father. I might sleep o' nights, then." "I have so little amusement!""You work three hours a day and ...

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